Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1916-06-30

Chevet."
"He is rough, a woodsman," I de-
Tended, "yet not unkind to me. You
will speak him fair?''
He laughed, his eyes sparkling with
merriment.
mo fear of my neglecting all cour-
tesy, for I come beseeching a favor. /
have learned the lesson of when the soft
speech wins more than the iron hand.
And this other, the Commissaire Cas-
sion-is he a bird of the same plum
age?"
I made little gesture, and glanced
back at the closed door.
'Oh, no; he is the court courier, to
stab with words, not deeds. Chevet
is rough Of speech, and hard Of hand,
but he fights in the open; Cassion has
a double tongue, and one never knows
him." I glanced up into his sobered
face. "He is friend of La Barre"
$50 tits said, and has been chosen
by the governor to bear message to
De Baugis in the Illinois country.
seek passage in his company"
''You! l thought you were Of the
party of Sieur de la Salle?"
81 am" he answered honestly, 'yet
Cassion will need a guide, and there
is none save myself in all New France
who has ever made that journey.
Twill be we'll for him to listen to my
plan. And why not? We do not
Got1 aF hn
obey, and wait. Monsieur de la Sale
will tell his story to the king"
1.-THE King! To LOUISE"
GAY, twill not be the first time he
has had audience, and already he is
at sea. We can wait, and laugh at
this Cassion over his useless Journey"
"But he-he is treacherous, mon
sieur."
He laughed as though the words
amused.
"To one who has lived as I, amid
savages, treachery is an old story. The
commissaire will not find me asleep.
We will serve each other, and let 1t
go at that. All! we are to be inter
rupted."
He Strengthened up facing the door,
and l turned, confronting my uncle
as he emerged in advance. He was
burly man, with iron gray hair, and
face Redeemed by out-of-doors; and he
stopped in surprise at sight of
stranger, his eyes hardening with sus-
picion.
"And who Is this with whom you
converse so privately, Adele? he
questioned brusquely, ga young popin-
jay new to these parts venture"
D'Artigny stepped between us,
smiling in good humor.
"My call was upon you, Monsieur
Chevet, and not the young lady," he
said quietly enough, yet with a tone
to the voice. 81 merely asked her If
had found the right place, and If
Monsieur the Commissaire Cassion
was still your guest"
"And what, may I ask, might be
your business with the Commissaire
Cassion?" asked the latter, pressing
past Chevet, yet bowling with SEM
blance Of politeness, scarcely in ac-
cord with the studied insolence of his
words 81 have no remembrance of
your face"
"Then, Monsieur Cassion Is not OBJ
servant" returned the younger man
pleasantly, "as l accompanied the
Sieur de la Sale in his attempt to
have audience with the governor"
"Ahr the word Of surprise explod-
ed from the lips. "Sacre! it's true! My
faith, what difference clothes make. ]
mistook you for a courier du bois."
ST am the Sieur Rene d'Artigny."
Lieutenant of La Salle's|
Scarcely that. monsieur, but
comrade; for three years / have been
with his party. and was chosen by him
for this mission"
Cassion laughed, chucking the
gloomy faced Chevet In the side, as
though he would give point to a good
joke.
"And little the trip hither has profit
ed either master or man, l warrant.
La Barre does not sell New France to
every adventurer. Monsieur de la
Sale found different reception in Que
bee than when Frontenac ruled this
colony. Where went the fur stealer"
ITO whom do you refer?"
'"To whom? Heaven help US, Chevet,
the man would play nice with words.
Well. let it go. my young cock, and
answer me-"
"You mean the Sieur de la Salle?"
"To be sure; called him no worse
than l have heard La Barre speak.
They say he has left Quebec; what
more know you?"
"'Tts no secret, monsieur" replied
D'Artigny quietly enough, although
there was a flash in his eyes, as they
met mine. '"The Sieur de la Sale has
sailed for France"
France! Bah you jest; there has
been no ship outward bound"
1.-THE Breton paused at St Roche.
held by the fog. When the fog lifted
there was new passenger aboard. By
dawn the Indian paddlers had me
landed in Quebec"
Does La Barre known
Faith! I could not tell you that,
as he has not honored me with audi