The state herald., 1914-11-06

sne made q Iorce1ul gesture indicative
Of her true thought Of me.
you continue to act your part well"
she said scornfully, even when there
is no longer necessity. Bah! l
desplse this play acting! 1t is unwor-
thy soldier. So you would have me
tell over what you already know; you
would make me stand here and suf-
| fer"
"Mademoiselle." interrupted swift.
ly, 81 ask nothing. All seek Is the
opportunity of service. There is no
truth ! am going to deny. To prove
1t will say this-you have remained
in my memory since the first hour we
met. desire your trust. your friend
ship; whatever you may tell me will
be held sacred. inviolate. will serve
no explanation. beg the privilege
thought she would never speak,
standing there before me in the dim
light. swaying slightly. her bosom ris-
ing and falling with quick breathing. A
great sympathy welled up in my heart,
and all unconsciously. extended my
hands. She must have seen them, but
she made no response, but the glitter
OF unshed tears was in her eyes.
What is the use of our talking like
this?" she said impetuously. "'T is as
though We exchanged compliments In
Montreal. Instead we are in the will
derness, with danger all about us. You
are what you are. monsieur, and am
woman Of the Wyandots. Let all
else pass; care nothing whether your
thoughts of me be good or evil. am
what am: what birth and conditions
have made me. All l appeal to in you
is whatever Of manhood you may still
retain. l tell you my story. because
you swear you know 1t not; then lis.
ten. and you shall. No. do not move.
but hear me; would not do this with
out reason"
She glanced aside at Schultz. and
then into the red embers OF the fire,
her eyes coming slowly back to rest
on my face.
Il am Rene D'Auvray. and my father
lies dead there In the next room. He
was all had in the world. yet knew
little enough OF him. He spoke seldom
OF his past life even to me. Still,
have much reason to believe that In
his younger days he was intimate at
the French court. | know he was n
soldier. an officer OF the kings guard.
decorated for bravery. He never told
me why he was exiled to this land.
buried in the far wilderness, made a
companion OF savagee. never asked,
although my heart ached to do SO, for
he was not man 10 be questioned
lightly. and early learned that the
very thought brought him pain. But
know this. for | saw letter once. a
yellow, creased letter. which think
he purposely mislaid hoping ! would
see. He wanted me TO know. yet had
not the heart TO tell me. II was from
French comrade In arms. and there
WAS crest on the paper. and a great
name signed. wcpt as read. for
the writer loved the man to whom he
told the story. and the words came
warm from his heart. Whatever else
you may know OF us. Monsieur Jo-
sepn Hayward, you have never known
this. II was because OF a lady my IA
ther loved. a relative OF the king, For
her sake he fought the Prince de Nil
Her. and killed him In the royal gar
den. II WAS fair nEht. but the king
saw II not so. for II disarranged his
plans. and my father had to nee
France TO save his own life. Then was
he prescribed. u price set upon his
head"
She paused. and sank into a chair.
bowing her face upon the table. |
stood silent. unable to speak. the
sound OF her voice still In my ears.
She looked up again. dashing her hand
across her eyes.
u must be far more French than
indian to become 40 weak" she eI.
plained, ashamed OF the emotion. "'T
Is the memory OF him lying yonder.
monsieur, with no word-no last word
for me SO II was he came to Amer.
lea, but they would not let him rest
In either Quebec or Montreal, They
drove him forth into the woods. into
the camps OF Indians lie told me
once about those days. OF how he
trayerscd the black waters OF tho otta.
Wa and met hardahips on tho great
lak.s, his companions yoyngeurs and
courlerH dcs bois. his only means OF
support the furA he could send back
10 Montreal. But ho might not ven.
turo there himself. but was doomed
forever TO life beyond civilization.
His associations would have brutniixed
him. made him NJ dcnlTcn OF those
vlldu, turned him also into a savage.
but for one thing-hc was a fcryent
Catholic. !, was this which kept him
ever gentle. sweet and strong. lie
possessed tho passion TO saw. nouls
he BECAME an oyangol 10 tho Indians
among whom ho lived. Ile was at
Mnckinao md Green hay. ho told the
pottAwat,omioH Of Christ, but they