The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-06-09
(Continued.)


 And then the inevitable happened for one day in the streets of New Or with Moreau. On both sides the meet ing was an affecting one, the astute colonel's momentary alarm turning to relief when. from the boys effusive greeting, he ascertained the others agreeable state of ignorance regarding the true fn~ts of John Randall's sui eide. Tom at once confided his inten- tion of killing Cameo Kirby, and, de lighted at securing such unexpected re- endorsements. Moreau heartily con- cured in the intention, offering his modest cooperation in the same worthy cause. On his part the boy was only too happy to accept the further serv- ices of so valuable a friend. and he promptly invited Moreau to Mime. Davezac's. an invitation that was as promptly accepted, it being quite char acteristic of the estimable gentleman to accept the hospitality of those whom he had irretrievably wronged.
 Learning from Moreau that Kirby was in the city and, In fact, had been seen only that morning at the Sale de Condo. young Randall hurriedly re turned to his aunt's, determined to set on foot plan that had been suggested by Judge PleydeA. That moldy viii lain. Colonel Moreau. promised to join the other the moment he had secured his portmanteau.
 Meanwhile Aaron Randall, an elder ly. precise gentleman. whose long SO journ in the north had served to some. what cool his fiery southern nature, had promptly answered his cousins urgent letter by shelving all business demands and hastenfng south. An old bachelor, his late uncle and he had been unusually close to each other through life, and he had 1avished all his affection upon the others children, Adele in particular being his especial favorite. Business cares had prohib- ited his attendance at John Randalls funeral, and, in fact, he had been kept in ignorance of the facts surrounding the others suicide, Adele holding that
  row.
 The unpleasant duty of explaining the tragedy devolved upon Judge Pley- dell, and, even while Tom was renew ing his acquaintance with Colonel Mo reau, Aaron had arrived at the little house in the old French quarter of the town and Pleydell was accounting to him their plan of campaign against Kirby
 we have all our plans arranged, sir," the old judge was now saying, while he paced the room in some ex- citement, and I have taken affairs more or less into my own hands. Tom would have hunted out the villain and shot him on sight, but l venture to think my way is the best, for we must recognize the honor due Mr., Randall's memory, and that means making nc resistance to MT. Kirby's claim. The first thing to do is to send your cous ins out to the plantation, and they will surrender the place to its claimant slaves, land, everything. Then, sir, we send the ladies-Mme. Davezac, along with my daughter Ann and the little boy-over to my plantation, while we remain behind to deal with the gentle man. You understand? I don't think he'll live very long to enjoy the proper. ty. and this time I don't think hell get well''
 Well see to that" replied Aaron quietly. There's you and Tom and T'-
 And Colonel Moreau," supplement- ed the judge. "I understand he is a dead shot. Then there is M. Veaudry whom you know. He has long been 8 suitor of Miss Adele's. but since hel fathers death naturally she has beer in no frame of mind for courtship. and consequently poor Anatole is as bitter on the subject of Kirby as she her self"
 Poor Cousin Adelew murmured Aaron, wiping his eyes. "When las, saw her she was such a happy. bright eyed girl. To think of her young life being made a tragedy by this scoun drelI I'd cut off my right hand fol that girl, Judge Pleydell. But this Colonel Moreau, this defender of the family-you speak of his cooperation Is he, then, fn town?'
 4I have heard so," said the other quietly, land there is no doubt that he will join us in our crusade against this scoundrel. He is not the man to forget or condone such an unspeakably vile action as he witnessed aboard the Shotwell that night. In fact, your cousins hope to have the honor o1 entertaining Colonel Moreau, and Tom has gone out for the express purpose of ascertaining his whereabouts, for heard quite inadvertently that the gen ueman was in town. I reckon MT Kirby is due to lose his life pretty shortly. He has made lot of misery for us, sir. and it is high time he had some himself