The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1916-09-21

my uncle, Hugo Chevet, and, while
he never spoke to me directly Of mar
riage. l was told he desired me for
his wife, and at the palace he so pre-
sented me to Monsieur la Barre"
"On pledge Of Chevet, no doubt.
Your uncle knew of your fortune"
mo; he supposed me penniless; he
thought it a great honor done me by
the favorite of the governors. Twas
my belief he expected some reward
for persuading me to accept the offer"
"And this Chevet-what became Of
him?"
'He accompanied US on the journey,
also upon order of Monsieur la Barre,
who, no doubt, thought he would be
safer in the wilderness than in Que
bee. He was murdered at st. Ignace."
"Murdered?"
"Ay. struck down from behind with
a knife. No one knows who did it,
but Cassion has charged the crime
against Sieur d'Artigny, and circum-
stances are such he will find it diff
cult to prove his innocence"
The soldier stood silent, evidently
reviewing in his mind all that had
been told him. his eyes narrowed into
Sits as he gazed thoughtfully at us
both.
Bah" he exclaimed at last. "the
riddle is not so hard to read. al
though. no doubt, the trick has been
well played. l know Governor la
Barre, and this Francois Cassion, for
I have served under both, while Mon
sieur la Chesnayne was my captain
and friend. May I tell you what, in
my judgment seems best for you to
do?
I glanced at D'Artigny, and his
eyes gave me courage
Monsieur you are a French SOL
der" answered, "an educated man,
also. and my fathers friend. I will
listen gladly"
His eyes smiled. and he swept the
earth with his cap.
Then my plan is thts-leave Mon
sieur CassiOn to go his way, and let
me be your guide southward. l know
the trails, and the journey is not diff
cult NJ de la Durantaye is camped
at the portage of the Des PLANES,
having but a handful Of men. to be
sure, yet he is a gallant officer, and no
enemy to La Sale. although he serves
the governor. He viii see justice
done, and give you both safe convoy to
Fort st. Louis, where De Tonty knows
how to protect his officers. Faith! 1
would like to see Francois Cassion try
to browbeat that one-armed Italian
'twould be one time he would meet
his match"
D'Artigny laughed.
cay. you are right there, my friend.
I have felt the iron hook, and wit
messed how he wins his way with
white and red. Yet he is no longer in
command at Fort st. Louis; l bring
him orders now from Sieur de la
Sale bidding him not to interfere
with the governors !ieutenants. 'Tis
the Chevalier de Baugis with whom
we must reckon"
"True, he has control. and men
enough. with Cassion's party, to en-
force his order And he is a hot-head.
conceited. and holding himself bit
better than others. because he bears
commission in the Kings Dragons.
"Tis said that he and De Tonty have
had many a stiff quarrel since he
came; but he dare not go too far.
There are good men there ready to
draw sword if it ever come to blows
De Tonty, Botsrondet, LEspirance.
De Marie, and the Algonquins camped
on the plain below. They would be
tigers if the Italian spoke the word:
while doubt not NJ. de la Durantaye
would throw his influence on the side
of mercy; he has small love for the
captain Of dragons"
I spoke quickly, and before D'Ar-
tigny could voice decision.
"We will accept your guidance.
monsieur. 1t is the best choice and
now the only one, for the time is past
when we can expect the return Of
the canoes. Can we not at once begin
the journey"
It was an hour later, after we had
eaten. that we left the bluff, and
turned westward into the great woods.
Barbeau led the way, moving along
the bank Of a small stream, and I
followed, with D'Artigny close be-
hind. AS we had nothing to carry,
except the soldiers rife and blanket,
we made rapid progress, and in less
than half an hour we came to the
Indian trail, which led southwark
from Green Bay to the headwaters of
the Des PLANES.
It was late in the afternoon Of the
second day when we arrived at the
forks of the Chicago river. There was
q driZzle of rain in the air, and never
saw l a more desolate spot: a bare,
dreary plain, and away to the east
ward a glimpse of the lake.
A hut Of logs, mere shack scarcely
ft for shelter, stood on slight emf
nence, giving wide view in every di-
rection, but 1t was unoccupied, the
door ajar. Barbeau. in advance,
stared at 1t in surprise, gave utter
ance to an oath. and -an forward to
peer within. Close behind him, I
caught 3 glimpse of the interior, my