The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1916-09-25
CHAPTER I.
A, the Home Of Hugo cheve,

Was sort. ana the sun fiichcfcu
- thru tho laced branches OF tho
treliis.
had led the house to escape
the voice OF Monsieur Cassion urg.
Ing my uncle 20 accompany him
on HIS journey into the wilderness
I had heard enough TO tell me there
was treachery on foot against the
Sieur de Ia Sale. To he sure. Il
was nothing TO me. u girl knowing
naught OF such intrigue, yet had
not forgotten the day. three years
before. when this Ia Sale. with
others OF his company. had halted
before the ursuline convent. and
tho sisters babe them welcome for
the night.
recalled Il all now. and how
We watched them embark In their
canoes and disappear. Monsieur la
salls standing bare-headed as he
waved farewell.
Beyond him was the dark face
OF one they called Do Tonty. and In
the first boat a mere boy lifted his
ragged hat. know not why. but
the memory OF that lad was clearer
than all those others. His name
was Reno de ArtiKny.
And In all those years heard
no more. Into the black wilder.
ness they swep, and were lost to
those OF US az home In Now France.
No doubt there wcrc those who
knew--frontonae. Bigot. those who
ruled over US at Quebec. Once !
had asked my Uncle Chevet, and
he replied In anger. bidding mo
hold my tongue. Yet he said
enough so that know the sleur
de la Sale lived and had built a
fort far away. and was buying furs
Of the Indians. II was this that
brought jealousy and hatred.
Once Monsieur Cassion came and
stopped with us. and. as | waited
on him and Uncle Chcvet. ! cAnsh,
words which told mo that Fron,e.
mac was la SALES friend, and
would listen TO no charges brough,
against him.
Then frontenac Was recalled "a
France. and La Barre was governor
Uncle Ch.vct was pleased when the
news came. but be would explain
nothing. until a week later. Gas
sion came up the river 10 hold con
ference.
Then I learned that la Barre
had already dispatched a party un'
der chcvaiier do Baugis To take
command OF la Sales Fort 81
Louis In the Illinois country. La
Sale had returned TO Quebec. hu,
CAsslon boaEted that the new gov
ernor would not even give him
audience.
And now Cassion was back again,
bearing a message from Ia Barre,
seeking volunteers Tor some west
crn VOYAGE OF profit And he
brought With him word OF the gov
errors ball AZ Quebec. and had
Won tho pledge Of chsyet TO take
me there.
could be gracious TO him scs
that, and what they ala was moth
ing 10 me-aii my thought was on
tho ball. What would your I wa'
seventeen.
The grape treiils ran down TO
ward tho river landing. Suddenly
canoe swept Inward toward ou'
landing. could see those NJ the
paddles, voyagcurs. with gay cloths
about their heads: but the one II
the stern wore a hat, the brim con
ccaling his face. knew not vhs
II could be until he stepped ashore
Then ] knew.
Hat In hand he camo toward me
"sfademoisollc." no said gently. IL
this the home OF Hugo Chsvet. the
fur trader'"
looked up. seeing at q siancs
that he had no remembrance o
me.
"Yes.- I answered. II you see,
him, rap on the door beyond"
IT'S not 30 much Chevct | seek.
he said. but one whom under
stood was his gues,-Monsieu
Francois Cassion-
@Ths man ia here" I an.vere.
quickly. but you viii find him M
friend OF sicur de- In Sale"
"Ahl" and he stared At me In
tently. You know me them"
Il knew you once a. Monsieur
friend" said, regrstting my In
discretion.
You knew me once!" he laughed
Surely that cannot be. for neve
would I be likely to forget. I chal
lenge you. Madcmoiscllc. to speal
my name"
THE sieur Rene De Artigny. Mon
sieur."
by my faith. the witch is righ,
Saint Gilesl surely It's truc: hav
seen those eyes before: why. tn
name il on my tongue. yet fails me
I pray you mercy, Mademoiseiie'
81 am Adele In Chesnayne. Mon
sieur."
His face frightened az his lip
echoed the words.
Adele la Chesnaynel No. I IN,
not forgotten: only the magic O
three years has made of you
woman. Again and again have
questioned in Montreal and Que
bee. but no one seemed To know
At tho convent they said you
father fell In Indian skirmish."
Yes: ever since then hav
lived hero, with my uncle, Hug
Chevet."
"Here," he looked about. as tn
the dreariness OF II was frs
noticed. "Alone7 In there no othe
woman"
shook my head.
II am tho housekeeper. Monsieur
There was nothing else for mo. Be-
sides. I was but child Of fourteen.
And seventeen. now. Mademo
selle," and he took my hand ga
lantly. Pardon II I have aske
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