New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-12-08

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I'VE went TO school together. We
smoked the same sblpag. !" 'sas r A.
my faithi You'la know II. i Eds
GUARD" The keeper shook my hand
["H'I'll was work for NJ. sEdouard man.
ny tam hon hees boat. hon hees plan
tation. hon hees 'ouse. When III want
some ieetle monny, s'pose those hrat
he'll wasn't been prime yet. hall H'Iyl
need was to go non M. Edouard. hask
for those leetle monny. He'll ham 1t
on me. yass. heem. ten dollar. JUS like
as heasy monsieur has gave 1t me
hondred dollar now. vas. heem!"
Eyes? Well. know that cousin
of Jean LATTE. who no doubt has dug
for treasure all over the do0ryard Of
NJ. Edouard'
But not benin the smokehouse-
nevair on dose place yet, I'll swear IT,
VERY well. Suppose you have not
yet included the smokehouse Of NJ.
Edouard? At least you are his friend.
And what Acadian lives who is not 4
friend of the ladies?'
Certain, monsieur
Very well again. What you see in
the paper Is all false The two ladies
whose pictures you see here and here
are yonder at our camp. You shall
come and see that they are well and
happy, both of them. Moreover, If you
like another fifty you yourself, my
friend, shall pilot us into the channel
Of NJ Edouard. Well tow your boat
behind us across the bay. Is it not?"
Certain! OUR answered the ten
der. But you'll had leetle dish cOf-
fee quite plain?' once more demanded
the lonesome keeper. and for sake Of
his hospitable soul we now said yes,
and very good coffee it was too. All,
pirate blood is far thicker than any
water you may find
But if we take you on as pilot. my
friend said to the pilot as at length
we arose, show shall we get out our
letters after all? q: -. .gs
''Thass hall right" replied he MY
cousin, Richard Barriere-she's cousin
/ Of Jean Lafitte. too. heem-she'll was
my partner on the s'rimp. an. she'll
was come. hon the light, here, heem.
t0mor', vas, heem."
"And would you give the letters to
Mr.. Richard Barriere tomorrow l
inquired Of the lighthouse keeper.
"Oui, ou1. Certain. ,Assurement
Wit plaisir, monsieur" he replied. So
handed him the little packet.
It Glanced that my eye caught sight
Of one Of the two letters Mrs. Daniver
had handed me. The address was not
in Mrs. Daniyer's handwriting, but one
that knew very we'll. And the let
ter, in this handwriting that l knew
very well, was addressed to Calvin
Horace Davidson. Esq. the Boston
club, New Orleans, La.-all written
out in full in Helena's own scrupulous
| fashion.
gave the letter over to the messen-
ger, but for time stood silent.
thinking. knew now very we'll what
that letter contained. But yesterday
Helena Emory had finally decided,
there on the beach, alone with me, the
salt air on her cheek, the salt tears
in her eyes. She had gone far as wo-
man might to tell me that she was
grieved over hasty word-she had
given me a chance, my first chance.
my only chance, my last chance. And
l, pig headed fool, had sighted her at
the very moment of moments of all my
life-I who had prided myself on my
psychology who had thought my
self wise-I had allowed that woman
to go away with her head dropping
when at last she-oh, I saw it all plain
~ enough now! She had not yet given
that man his answer, but when chill
ed her, rejected her timid little desire
to make up with me, why, then, her
mind was made up for that other man
at once. She had written his answer.
And now-oh, fendlike cruelty of wo-
mans heart!- had chosen me as
her messenger to carry out that word
which would cost me herself forever!
We found our party all assembled,
-
John having but now issued his lunch
con call. and, such had proved the
swift spell of this care free life, none
expressed much delight at the an
nouncement OF my decision to strike
camp and move toward civilization.
why, now" protested L'Olonnois,
his lip qufvering, 20 course. we don't
want to go home. Amt our desert is
land all right? Where you going to
find any better place n this, like to
know? Besides" here he drew
me to one side 'they's a good reason
for not going just yet, Black Bart!'
What, Jimmy" inquired.
well. l know something
"And what is it?''
well, Jean LATTE knows it too"