The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1915-12-09
my faith! You'll know NJ Ed

MY lalIh! 1oul know NJ Ed
GUARD" The keeper shook nv hand.
"H'I'll was work for NJ. Edouard man
ny tam hon hees boat. hon bees plan
tation. hon hees 'ouse. When ri want
some leetle monny. s'pose those hrat
he'll wasn't been prime vet, hall H'1ll
need was to go non NJ. Edouard, hask
for those leetle monny. He'll han it
on me, yass. heem. ten dollar. JUS like
as heasy monsieur has gave it me
hondred dollar now. vas. heemw
"Yes? Well, I know that cousin
of Jean LATTE, who no doubt has dug
for treasure all over the dooryard of
NJ. Edouard"-
But not benin the smokehouse-
nevair on dose place yet, I'll swear it,"
VERY well. Suppose you have not
vet included the smokehouse of NJ.
Edouard? At least you are his friend.
And what Acadian lives who is not a
friend of the ladies?"
Certain, monsieur!'
Every we'll 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 we'll and
happy. both of them. Moreover. if you
like another fifty you yourself my
friend. shall pilot us into the channel
of NJ. Edonard. Wen tow your boat
behind us across the bay. Is it not:"
Certain! OUR answered the ten
der. But you'll had leetle dish cot
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, "how shall we get out our
letters after all?''
"Thass hall right" replied he. My
cousin, Richard Barriere-she's cousin
of Jean Latitte. too. heem-shell was
NV partner on the s'rimp. an she'll
was come hon the light, here, heem.
tomor', vas. heem."
"And would you give the letters to
Mr.. Richard Barriere tomorrow? l
inquired of the lighthouse keeper.
"Oui. oui. Certain. Assurement.
Wit plaisir. monsieur" he replied. So
handed him the little packet.
1t CHANGED 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 knew very well. And the let
ter. in this handwriting that l knew
very we'll. was addressed to Calvin
Horace Davidson. ESQ.,. the Boston
club, New Orleans, La.-all written
out in full in Helena's own scrupulous
fashion
l gave the letter over to the messen-
ger, but for a time l stood silent
thinking. l 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 a hasty word-she ha(
given me a chance, my first chance
my only chance, my last chance. AND
I, pig headed fool. had sighted her a
the very moment of moments of all my
life-I who had prided myself on my
psychologist who had thought my
self wise-I had allowed that woman
to go away with her head droopin.
when at last she-oh, saw it all plain
ly enough now! She had not yet givel
that man his answer, but when chill
ed her, rejected her timid little desir
to make up" with me, why, then, he
mind was made up for that other maj
at once. She had written his answer
And now-oh, fiendlike cruelty Of VIC
mans heart!-she had chosen me q
her messenger to carry out that wor
which would cost me herself. forever
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We found our party all assembled
John having but now issued his lunch
; con call, and, such had proved til
swift spell of this care free life, non
expressed much delight at the al
. nouncement of my decision to strik
. camp and move toward civilization.
: "Why, now" protested L'Olonnoi
l his lip quivering, 30 course. we don
want to go home. Amt our desert il
: land all right? Where you going t
; find any better place n this, like
know? Besides''-and here he dre'
ME to one side-"they's a good reaso
for not going just yet, Black Bart!"
/. what, Jimmy?" inquired.
q "Well. / know something"
"And what is it?''
e well, Jean Lafitte knows it too"
n What is it then?"
"Well, it amt happened yet, but it
l going to, or anyhow maybe"
i you interest me. Is it a matter {
q Importance"
"Say it WASP
ITO whom?"
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