Abbeville progress. (Abbeville, Vermilion Parish, La.) 1913-1944, 1913-09-27

"MsDDp ten. answered lIuHtdu'
'melbe six. She have car on track
down az depot Big man-come ev'ry
wiutaire. Jacques LacroiX guide heem,
Colonel Lorie-Big man"
Colonel Loree, From Chicago?'
cried Van Dorm.
"Oui yes" replied Trudeau. You
know heem?'
NO, said Van Dorm.
The man who did not know Loree .
went to his knapsaCk and took out /
Jacket made of deerskin tanned with .
the hair on 1t was lined with red .
flannel He held it up and looked at /
/ it fixedly Trudeau started as 1t met
/ his gaze. and he came up 10 Van /
| Dorm and pointed at the garment.
You wear zat?" asked he?
Yes" said the other. It's good
warm jacket"
"A man wat wear deerskin
zhaquette," said Trudeau, in zese
wood, in shooting seasone, sartaine
20 home in wooden coat-sure's
hell"
"Oh, l guess there's no danger!
said Van Dorm. his lips parting with
'rthless smile.
'Non?" queried Trudeau. You ben
in zese woods before?"
"Oh, yes" replied Van Dorm. "L"'s
of times"
Zen you know" asserted Trudeau.
Zen you are choking wiz me. Zese
huntaire sink brown cloth coat, gray
coat black coat, anysing Eat moves
she sink zem every time a deer. Las
wintare lots men killed for deer Pete
St. Cyr's boy kill deer hang heem in
tree. and mex morning take heem on
back an tote. \ city huntaire see deer
hide wiz hair on moving, an bin!
sof-nose bullet go throo deer, throo
Pete St. ,Cyr's boys head. Eat
zhaquette damn-fool thing,'
1t goes either side out said the
hunter. 4 can turn it. you know
Il turn heem, l turn heem.' said
Trudeau. suijing the action 10 the
word. Red is bettaire, by gosh-in
zese wood"
Trudeau watched his companion as
he made his laborious way through
the cutover chaos until he disappear
ed; but he did not see him pause
when out of sight of camp and turn
toward the lake.
Il would rather it were any one
else" said Van Dorm, as If to some
thing that walked by his side; but
, what difference does it make? Why
! not let him finish his work."
The sheer difficulty of the country
brought back to Van Dorm something
5 like the forost ors alertness. The lust
I for lumber had ravaged the spiry for
I est. and left, inextricably tangled, the
: wrecks of the noble, trees-forest
, maidens whose beauty had been thei1
destruction: only the crooked and
l. ugly having escaped. SO deep and com
e plex was the wreckage that it seemed
1t like the spilikins of giants game o.
u ack-straws-gnarled logs, limbs like
II chevaux de-frise, saplings and under
J. brush growing up through chaos
1t And spread over and sifted through al
l. was the snow, as light as down.
e Van Dorm must have told the trutl
o as to his former visits; for he wen
on like one used to this terrible
a. maze. Nowhere could he take thre'
g steps straight forward: it was Away
climbing up. or leaping down, or goini
n around, or crawling under. Here thicl
ID leaves upheld the snow, and in tn
c. dry pine straw on the ground he coul'
If hear the forest mice rustic and scurry
" There a field was smoOthed over b
o. the snow, as trap is hidden by SAND
e. covering debris just high enough t
IN imperil the limbs of the pedestrian
Id ! Yonder was a tamarack swamp to
FL thick to be pierced and everywher
ne it was over and under and up an
lg down. and desperately hard, for mile
and miles. with no place for repose.
in He gazed away over the strang
abomination of desolation, blindly n
n. fecting on mans way of coming, d.
he ing his worst, and passing on wit
* stated appetite, leaving ruin-as b
had done here. He wondered VIII
e. that tall tract of virgin pine over
m the right had been allowed to escap
at standing against the sky like blac
j." wall, spiked with tall rampikes. II
5" stared fxedly at the snow, the blu
an shadows. the black pines, somnamb
e's listic again.
:" To the something that seemed
I'D walk by his side, he spoke of the:
he things, as If 1t had been visibl
re Strange actions, strange thoughts Il
an the president of the Kosmos Chen
te- cal Company, the great antagonist
ND Ioree of the Solar Selling Compan
er. the David to Lorees Goliath, Il
ia swordfish to the colonels whal
all Think, however, of David, with all Il
by stones spent against the giants buc
, a Ter, and covering within the leth
Iad reach of that spear like a weaver
re- beam: or of the swordfish, wi
lis broken weapon, hunted to the UTE
tn. most black depths by the oncomil
ov- silent yawning destruction. And
Ter Van Dorn's case, the enemy was
if avenger as we'll as a natural foe.
lad Poor little Kosmos Chemical, Co
I'd. pany with its big name, its great
but posits of "a prime commercial nee
mi sity"-see prospectus-'ts dependen
ce. on railways with which Loree was
nx- terms, of which Van Dorm new
ru- dreamed. its old and willy foe, skill
IAN IN snatch victory from the jaws of