The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1915-12-09

traits OF the james DIotHeis' WoAo-
over, my hasty glance caught sight of
a line of large letters reading. "Ien
Thousand Dollars Reward!'
Peterson" said l calmly, handing
him the paper. they seem to be after
us and to value us rather high"
He glanced. his eyes eager, but Pc
terson. while a professional doubter,
was personally Il man of whose loyalty
and whose courage I myself had not
the slightest doubt.
LET EN- Gomez said he. "We're on
our own way and about our own bust
ness and outside the three mile zone.
Let 'em follow us on the high seas it
they like. She's sound as a bell, Mr..
Harry, and once we get her locked
and her port shaft straight there's
nothing can touch her on the gulf. Let
EN- come
But we can't dock here. my good
Peterson"
well, we can beat 'em with one en-
CINE and one screw. Besides, what
have we done?'
"Hain't you was hrobber, han ron
hoff with those sheep?" demanded the
keeper excitedly.
mo, we are not ship thieves. but
gentlemen. my friend" l answered.
suddenly catching at his long gun and
setting it behind me. You might let
that go of" explained. At which he
went yellower than ever, thing had
thought impossible.
mo, look here" said l. Suppose
we are robbers. pirates. what you like.
and suppose price is put on our heads
"a price which means a jolly nice libel
suit for each paper printing it, by the
way, or jolly nice apology-none the
less, we are strong band and without
fear either of the law or of you. Here
you are alone and not a sail is in sight.
We could blow you out Of the water,
couldn't we've and these rufians of
our crew." and l pointed at the two
low browed pictures of LATTE and
L'Olonnois.
| A shudder was my only answer. l
think the two portraits of my young
DULLES did the business.
Every WELL them" l resumed; 1T is
plain. messieurs, that there is many
a slip between the reward and the
pocket, voyez vous? Bien! But
here"-and l thrust hand into my
pocket-'is a reward much closer home
and far easier to attain"
Their eyes bulged as they saw two
or three thousand dollars in big bills
smoothed out.
"Ecoutez, messieurs!" said l. "Be-
hold here not enemies, but men Of like
mind. l speak of men who live by
the sea, men of the old home of Jean
LATTE, that great merchant, that bold
soldier, who did so much to save his
country at the battle. Even now he
has thousands of friends and hun.
dreds of relatives in this land. You
yourself, doubt not. messieurs, are
distant cousins of Jean LATTE? Nest
ce pas?"
They crossed themselves, but muir
INJURED "Baoui!" Est ees the trut'
How did monsieur know" asked the
tender
II know many things. I know that
any cousin descended from those brave
days loves the sea and it's ways more
than he loves the law. And if money
has come easy-as this did-what harm
if a cousin should take the price OF q
ratskin or two and carry out letter
or so to the railway and keep a close
mouth about it as we'll? To the goot
old days and messieurs, my friends.'
had seen the neck of flask in Peter
sons pocket, and now I took it forth
unscrewed the top and passed it, will
two bills of 500 each.
They poured, grinned and handed tn,
dask-not the bills-back to Peterson
and me.
"Merci, mes amis!'' said l. "And
drink to Jean LATTE and the oil,
days! Perhaps you may buy a mas
for your Cousins soul?'
"Ah. non!' answered the keeper
''Hees soul she's bout of purgatoir
long hago eef she'll goin' get bout
Me, I buy me some net for s'rimp."
AN me, two harpent more lam TO
, my farm" quoth the tender.
"Alas, poor Jean!' said !. "You viii
take the letters and this for the tele
graph?'
Certain! I'll took it those" an
!, swered the tender. You'll stayed TO
dish coffee, yass?' inquired the keen
er, with Cajun hospitality.
mo, / fear it is not possible, than]
YOU" l replied. 1--WE must be goin,
soon."
can where you'll goin', monsieur?'
"Around the island, up the channel
up the old oyster boat channel of NJ
Edouard. The letters are some o
them for NJ. Edouard himself. AN
you know we'll, mes amis. that one
| we lie at the wharf of NJ Edouar,
, not the government even of the stat
: will touch us yonder."
my faith, non! should say it.
certain not! No man he'll mawnke