The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1916-11-10
CHAPTER I.

1t was early autumn for the clus-
ters Of grapes above me were already
purple, and the forest leaves wsrs
tinged with red. And yet the air was
soft, and the golden bars Of sun nick
cred down on the work in my lap
through the laced branches or thu
trellls. The work was but 4 pretense,
Ter l had 6ed the bou1e to escape the
voice Of Monsieur Cassion who VA
still urging my uncle to accompany
him on hts journey into the wilder
ness. They sat In the great room b.
fore the fireplace, drinking. and I had
heard enough already to tell me there
was treachery on root against tho Sleur
de II Sale. To be sure 1t was moth
Ing to me, 4 girl moving naught Of
such intrigue, yet l had not forgotten
the day, three years before, when this
La Sale, with others Of his company,
had halted before the Ursuline on
vent, and the sisters babe them vel
come for the night. Twas my part
to help serve. and no had stroked my
hair In tenderness. had sung to
them, and watched his face In the Ore
light a. he listened. Never would !
forget that face. believe evil Of
such a man. No! not from the lips Of
Casaion nor even from the governor.
La Barre.
1 recalled It al now, - I mt there
in tho silence, pretending to work, how
we watched them embark In their ca
noes and disappear. the Indian pad
dlers bending to their task. and Mon
sieur Ia Sale, standing. bArehsaded
as be waved farewell. Beyond hin
was the dark face Of q they called
De Tonty, and N the 6rst beat . mere
boy lifted his ragged hat know not
why, but the memory Of hat Lad was
clearer than III those others. for he
had met ne n ths hail and W had
talked lsng n the great window ere
the sister CANA. and took me away. b
I remembered him, and biz name.
Rsas a'AYdgny. And n al those
ylars I heard - Nora into the black
wilderness thsy swept and were lost
to those q - ct home n New France.
No doubt there . those who
;knsw-Trontsnac, Bigot those who
ruled over N at ouebsc-but twas
not a matter supposed to interest q
girl, and 20 no word came to me. Once
asked my Uncle Chevet, and he r.
piled in anger with only . few sen
tances, bidding mo hold my tongue;
rok ~ .>NA A>A~~A - that Z AnA- thA
Sleur de Ia Sale lived and had built
a fort far away. and ri buying FUR
OF the Indians. It wal this that
brought Jealousy and hatred. Once
Monsieur Caeaion came and stopped
with US, and a. I waited on him and
Uncle Chevet I caught words which
told me that Frontenac was La Sales
friend. and would listen to n charges
brought against him. They talked OF
a new governor; yet I learned but lit
tie. fer Caaaion attempted to kiss me,
and l would wait on him NO mora
Then Frontenac wa recalled to
France, and La RaPrs was governor.
Flow pleased my Uncle Chevet was
when the news came, and he raped
the table with his glass and exclaimed:
"Ah! bot now " Will pluck out the
claws Of this oisrr do II Sale, and
send him whsrs be belengs." But b
would explain nothing. until Z week
laAsr. Oaseion came up the river IN
h1s canoe With Hndiaa paddlers. and
stopped e hold conference. Tho man
treated ne with much CALAMITY. %
that I questioned him. and no seemed
happy 20 answer that "a Barre had a.
ready dlapatched Z party undsr Che
yaler Ae Baugis, Of the Kings ORA.
soons % take command Of Ia SALES
Fort st. Louis In tho lllinols country
La sale had returned. and was a.
ready It Quebec. but Calsson GRAINED
a. b. boaSted that the new governor
would mt evsn give him audience
Bah, I Asspissd he man, yet I lin.
,zercd beside him. and thus learned
that La Sales party consisted Of but
tive voyagsurs, and The young Aeur
d'Artixny. l was glad enough when
he went away, though I gave him my
hand to kirs, and waved 10 him brave
" at the landing. And now he Val
buck again, bearing . message from
La Barre, and seeking volunteers FOL
some western voyage OF profit. Twaa
OF no hbMest to ne unless my uncle
Joined IN ths satsrpnse, yet ! wat
hind enough, for hs brought with hin
word Of ths governors ball at Quebec
aad had wen the pledge Of Chevct e
take me there with him. could b
gracious to htm for that and 1t Wal
o. my gown I wsrked, - the I've
paansd and talked In secrst VIVA
they dld WAS nothing to me now-a
my thought was N tho ball. VIVA
would you1 was II.
The grape tellts ran down nware
the river LANDING and from where
nat n the cool shadow. could see tn
broad water cleaning In the sun. Sud
aenly, 90 ny eyes up1fted, the darl
outline Of q canoe swept into the vista
1ad the Qlashi1s paddles turned thu
crow Inward toward our landing.
ia net asve, attbsuxA I watched Will
Interest TOR It VA not the time @
7Aar for IndiAn tr2lsrs, and thes'