The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-09-18
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 (Continued,l eYes9. We'll, 1 know that cousin pf Jean L.aftte who no doubt has dug for treasure ali over the dooryard of M Edouard''-
 ..47at not behin' the smoi1ehouse- Revnir on dose place yet, I'll swear it.'' @very well. Suppose you have not yet included the smokehouse of M- Edonard2 At least you are his friend And what Acadian lives who is not I1r4end of the ladies Certain, monsieurg's
 ;svery well again.ss What you see in I4he paper is all false The two ladies twhose pictures you see here and here fAres yonder at our camp! You shali scome and see that they are wei and happy, both of them. Moreover, if yor like ahother fifty you yourself, my leraends shall pilot US into the channel of M Edoaard. We'll tow your boat behind us across the bay Is it not?
 sCextain'. Ouis' answered the ten sAHer. sBut you'll had leetie dish cof- efea quite plain 2'' once more denanded ethe lonesome keeper, and for sake Of hts hospitable soul we now said yes. and very good coffee it was too Alb. pirate blood is far thicker than any sFater you may ind ssBut if we take you on as pilot my 9riend." said I to the pilot as at length fvke arose. how shall we get out our letters after all 2''
 -Fhass hall right replied he. "My cousin. Richard Barriere-she's cousin of Jean Lafitte. too, heem- she'n was was come hon the light, here, heen. m
 And would you give the letters to Mir. Richard Barriere tomorrow?" l inquired of the lighthouse keeper.
 4Oul. ouL. Certain. Assurement- Wit plaisir. monsieur he replied. So handed him the little packet.
 It chanced that my eye caught sight of one of the two letters Mrs Daniver had handed me. The address was not In Mrs. Daniver's- handwriting, but one that l knew very well. And the let ter, in this handwriting that l knew very well. was addressed to Calvin Horace Davidson. Esq. the Boston dub. New Orleans, La--aH written out in full in Heiena's own scruputoiIs fashion
 gave the letter over to the messen- ger. but for time I stood silent. thinking. 1 knew now very well what that letter contained But yesterday Helena Emory had finally decided. there on the beach, alone with me, the salt air on her check the salt tears in her eyes She had gone far as wo- man might to tell me that she was grieved over a hasty word-she had given me a chance, my first chance. my only chance, my last chance And I. pig headed fool, had sIighted her at the very moment of moments of all my 1ife2-I who had prided myself on my .spsychology"-I who had thought my tseIf wise-I had allowed that woman to go away with her head dropping when at last she-oh, sa W it all plain ly enough nowl She had not yet given that man his answer but when I chilli 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!-she had chosen me as her messenger to carry ont that word which would cost me herself forevers
 We found our, party all assembled. A0ohn having but now issued his lunch ke0n calL and, such had proved the Egwift spen of this care free life, none kexpEessed, much delight at the an- 3nouncement of my decision to strike Fcamp and move toward civilization
 "sWhy, now, protested L'Olonnois, 51fs lip quivering. 'o' course, we don't swant to go home. Ain't our desert is- land all right7 Where you going to find any better place n this, like to know2 Besidess7-and here he drew me to one side-"they's good reason for not going just yet, Black Barti"
 What AJimny2" inquired.
 Well, I know something"
 ''And what is it?''
 Well. Jean Iaf1tte knows it too"
 What is it then ?''
 Well, it ain't happened yet, but it's going to, or anyhow maybe"
 You interest me. Is it a matter of Amportance?' ?''
 Say 1t wasF,.
 ''To whom?y
 Why, to you. and. besides. to my Aunfie Helena And you can't pull off things like that just anywheres- Jean Lafitte and me, we frame hp how to handle yon heartless jade the fair cap tive, and here you butt in and spoil the whole works. It aip't right
 I bethcught me now of the conveT- sation had unwillingly overheard. and my heart was grateful 10 these my friends, but the next instant remem- bered the note to Cal Da avidson.
 T thank you. Jimmy, my friend. '' said I. "and I believe I know what you mean. but it can't be done.''
 What can't, and why can't it?''
 tEYhy. the-the frameup that you have just mentioned. h short-hut, FJfmmy. go on and woll up the bian- Ekets
 .Esut why can't it. and what do you