Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1916-07-27

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not once did he approach the mission
house. So l was glad enough when
the canoes were ready, and all prep
aations made for departure.
Yet we were not destined to escape
thus easily from st. Ignace. or what
occurred | must write as it happened
to me then, and not as its full signi-
fcance became later clear to my I'M
derstanding. 1t was after nightfall
when Cassion returned to the mission
house. The lights were burning on
the table, and the three priests were
rather impatiently waiting their even
ing meal, occasionally exchanging
brief sentences. or peering out through
the open window toward The lark
water.
Cassion came in alone, yet | OBJ
served nothing strange about his ap-
pearance, except that he failed to
greet me with the usual attempt at
~gallantry, although his sharp eyes
/ swept our faces as he closed the door,
and stared about the room.
what! not eaten yetT" he ex-
claimed. 81 anticipated my fate to
be a lonely meal, for the rascais
worked like snails, and would not
leave them rest until all was finished.
Faith, the odor is appetizing, and am
hungry as a bear"
The younger priest waved his hand
to the servant yet asked softly:
Monsieur Cheyet = he is delayed
also?"
"He will sup with his mel tonight"
returned Cassion shortly, seating hlm-
self on the bench. 1.-THE sergeant
keeps guard of the canoes, and Chevet
will be useful with those off duty"
, The man ate as though nearly fam
ished, his ready tongue unusually 81
| lent, and at the conclusion of the meal,
: appeared so fatigued that l made early
: excuse to withdraw so he might resi-
5 in comfort. climbing the ladder in one
g corner to my own bed beneath the
' caves. This apartment, whose only
t advantage was privacy, was no more
Y than a narrow space between the Stop
ing rafters of the roof, u~nfurnisheu
4 but with a small window in the END
closed by a wooden shutter. A partl
r ton of axe-hewn planks divided this
e attic into two compartments, thus com
It posing the priests sleeping chambers
n While | was there they both occupied
Il the one to the south, Cassion, Cheve
and Pere Allouez resting in the mail
k room below.
Ir AS | lowered the trap in the fool
shutting out the murmur of voices,
n was conscious of no desire to sleeI
t. my mind busily occupied with possl
ID bilities of the morrow. | opened tn
window and seated myself on tn
floor gazing out at the night. BeloN
III extended the priests garden, and b.
lg yond the dark gloom of forest depth'
le The way of egress was easy-a mel
is step to the fiat roof of the kitchen
ne the dovetailed logs Of which afforde
S. a ladder to the ground. | had no Of
st ject in such adventure, but a restleS
IS. impulse urged me, and, almost befol
or | realized my action, l was upon II
tb ground. Avoiding the CLEAN of ligl
lv which streamed from the open wi
dow of the room below, | crossed Il
of garden and reached the path leadiI
nt downward to the shore. From tn
,ss point | could perceive the wide swe'
-er of water, showing silvery in the di
moonlight, and detect the darker II
in of the land. There was fire on t
point below the huts, and its red gla
4, afforded glimpses of the canoes-me
ut blurred outlines-and occasionally t
20. figure of a man, only recognizable
.ad he moved.
,,,r | was still staring at this dim p
,rs ture when some noise, other than t
ith wind, startled me and | drew silent
tba back behind a great stump to ave
rIv discovery. My thought was that son
nd one had left the mission house-Ci
sion perhaps with final orders to the
.oo on the beach-but a moment later
fo' realized my mistake, yet only crouch
lower in the shadow-a man was
vancing from the black concealmt
of the woods and crossing the op
space,
p.n ~ He moved cautiously, yet bolt
49, enough, and his movements were
lis =, -. T.l4o- .lkIa,,rJ 4Ia I
bushes between us and the hol