Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1909-01-16
CHAPTER Nv.

Vial IN
In the Rue de Rivoli there was a little
stone fruit shop. The street was short
narrow, crooked and i'll paved-a CLEFT in
Saint Pierre's terrace work. Just across
from the vault-like entrance to the shop,
the white, Scared cFif arose to another
flight of the city. Between the shop and
the living rooms behind there was little
court, shaded by mahgo-trees. Dwarfed
banana shrubs hourished In the shade of
the mangoes, and singing birds were Gag
ed In the lower foliage, Since the sum
could find no entrance, the shop was dark
as a cave, and as cool. One window,
IL an aperture like the clean wound of
a thirteen-inch gun-cepld. be called a: win.
dow, opened to the north; and from 1T.
by the grace. Of a crook ins the Hue de-
Rivoli, might be seen the mighty caliber--
ed cone of Pelee.
Pere Rabeaut's fruit was very good,
and some Of 1t was very cheap The ser
vice was much as you made'it, for II you
were known you were permitted to help
yourself. In this world there was no
one of station too lofty to 60 to Pierre
Rabeaut's; you would meet no one there
to whom 1t was not a privilege to say
bon Jour" FtN
Come and see my BIRDS ths crafty
Rsbesut would say, II he approved Of
you. sr'
where do you liver you might ask.
being a stranger.
ain the coolest howell of Saint PIERS"
was the invariable answer.
And presently, IL you were truly alive,
you would find Yourself in the little stone
shop, listening to the birds. In due
course Soronia would appear in the shsd-
owy doorway and 1t would seem that the
bird songs were hushed as she crossed the
court.
If the little stone shop were transplant
ed In New York, artists would find il
and have difficulty In getting In and out,
for the crowd o. nights. Thither Con-
stable and Breen made their way on this
burning morning which Mrs. Stansbury
darkened with her decision. The pair sat
down in the cherished GOODNESS, Constable
at the little window, 30 that he could
look at the mountain. /" "a; 20
'"Breen,a i dare not leave them here fol-
| forty-eight hours, until the Panther
comes" Constable said.
! .'Do you really think Pelee can't hold
ont that longT
Constable shook his head Impstiently
| "I'm not monomaniac-at least, not yet
Breen," be said. and his voice suggested
the world of pent savagery in his brain
1.-THE ways of volcanoes are past the pre-
visions of men. do not say that Pele,
will blow his head of .this week, or thii
millennium IAsay: I'm afraid for thil
girl. / say there arc vaults OF explo
sives In that monster, the smallest o
which could make this city look like
leper's corpse upon the beach. | ga,
that the Internal fires ara burning high
that they are already lingering the vita
cap; that Pelee sprung leak last hight
and that the same force which lifted thi
cheerful archipelago from the depths o
the sea Is pressing ngainst the leak a
this instant. say that yesuvius warne,
before he broke that Krakatoa warnes
and then struck that down the ages thes
safety valves scattered over the face 0
earth have trembled before giving way
Pelee is trembling now. and there Is
woman here whose safety is--lmportan
to me- She Is two miles away.,this mo
ment, and | am as .powerless as a man Il
a street fight. with his ady's ARMS abou
him. What shall l DOR s.
"Peter, there Is a short cut" Breel
said. =. a.
TELL me r. Constable urged.
Are you Jealous and strong souled7'
''Try me-" 500
At this jnncture Soronia entered th
shop from the little court OF the son
birds. filing the eyes of the American,
A dark. ardent. alluring face; 6esh Tx
dull gold, made wonderful by the faintes
tints Of ripe fruit; eyes that could mel
and burn and laugh: a fragile figure. bu
radiantly ahoom. and as worthily drape
as Young palm In vine richly blossom
ing. Such. vaguely. was Soronla. Sh
made one think OF a strange. regal flower
an experiment of Nature. wrought in th
most sumptuous shadow Of tropic gar