Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1914-07-03

And you told monsieur here the ne
gro killed my father? You said that!"
His lips moved, but no sound came
forth from them. She waited breath
less moment.
"That was a lie! You would not
dare repeat that to me-" she burst
forth passionately, her whole body
trembling. "You thought you could
tell him, and he would believe you;
would pity you, and let you go. You
did not dream that was here-I, Rene
D'Auvray, monsieur-to face you. You
are afraid Of me; yes you are-it is in
your eyes. You think me an Indian?
That will avenge myself? Is that
what you fear?"
He muttered something in Indian
dialect | could not understand.
.You say that to me! You dare say
that! You are bold man to try and
threaten me now. Ay, do it then
monsieur" and she stepped aside fac
ing me, sthis brute of an Englishman
claims to be my husband.
| What exclaimed in shocked sur
prise. HE told me he attempted to
make love to you, but failed, yet hint
ed that marriage might have been pos
sible.''
He did venture that far. Then,
monsieur, / will tell you the truth. He
won my father to him-God alone
knows how-and persuaded me to go
through the tribal ceremony. To me,
Christian and a French woman, that
mockery of form means no more than
to him. 1t was the price I paid for
peace
"But the Wyandots?"
I'm their eyes am this mans
squaw,' her voice trembling with
scorn, her hand pointing at him. But
in the eyes of God, am not His
hand has never touched me-never
will Monsieur, | had to tell you"
And am glad you did. 1t is better
for me to know"
"Oh, begin to see," broke in the
prisoner, finding his voice. CIT is not
my appearance that you object to,
mademoiselle, only you prefer the
Yankee edition"
/ strode forward threateningly.
@You low-lived coward"
No, monsieur, let him talk" and
she caught my arm I'VE have no time
now for a personal quarrel. We must
| save a mans life."
"His?"
| Monsieur Brady's. There is but
one way. II was for his sake, the en-
deavor to save him from torture; that
/ was so long in coming here. did all
that was in my power, but those In
dians are not of my tribe. They might
listen to me, but for the Englishman
who leads them. He is heartless
more cruel than any savage; moreover
Brady struck him, and he suspects me
OF aiding you to escape. There is no
mercy in him, and have failed. They
mean to burn him at the stake, and
could do no more"
| Where are they now?'' l asked in
horror.
| "Yonder on the mainland. / could
not remain to witness the scene--l
| could not, monsieur. was under
guard, but stole away in the darkness
and came here, praying l might find
! you yet waiting. Now / know God has
answered my prayers. He has shown
me the way"
She turned from me, her eyes on his
face.
Are you any relative to Monsieur
whom you resemble so much?p
He laughed unpleasantly.
|
tion is too remote to be considered
have no desire to claim any Yankee
cousins. Why?"
The reason is not material.
want you to hear me. do not know
you killed my father, but l suspect
it, and am certain you lured him te
his death. If it was Picaud's hand
that did the deed, it was done at youl
A desire. would be justified as Wy
andot in killing you-even this Amer
ican would grant me the right--but
am going to spare you, Monsieur or
one condition"
i sWhat?" The very sound of hi,
voice proved his realization of her seri
BUSINESS.
Il Inat you accompany me to the In
dian camp yonder. and help me saw
that white MANS life."
What do I care"
/ %"You care for your own, no doubt
Well, monsieur, it hangs by a hair
Only on such pledge will you q
| forth from here alive" a
"You threaten to kill met"
ut is hardly a threat-it is cer
tainty, monsieur"
4 Tell me the plan them" he sal,
roughly
"Ican control the Indians" she wen
on. "if the Englishman does not intel
fere. 1t will be your part to comman
him"
Who is the fellow?"
"The fur trader-Lappin."
He stared into her face; the
laughed insolently.
Then the game is up. BY the god.
1t would be more likely he burned m.
Il You make sport to suggest could IL
, fiuence that monster"
Il do not" her face changeless 1
its expression. There is nothing fo
you to laugh at. | know you two ar
enemies, but he dare not ignore YOU
uniform. He has no authority and yo
!, have. You can accomplish the rescu
OF this prisoner If you have the cou