The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1916-07-12
A Novel
A Week!
(c0n,inusd from Our Last issus)

AYooN was near. when heard
IN grating under tho platform.
Then above II arose LAnrc's
head. A she climbed up she
nodded tartiy. Then. at sight OF
Cell. her sparkle came.
-Ah. M'sieul SO. already. you
como 10 see me. II IL goot-you
have not forgotten"
Il couldn't forge, you. was In.
tending TO try 20 get thru the
swamp this afternoon 10 call at
Papa prosper's."
she felt real alarm. Don't you
eve try that. A Yankee fel-lol The
deep swamp. m'sleu"--she looked
about-"this 10 nothing 10 Il, This
little chenlere on this side lale
Bonne they call John.the Fool"
'Excellenily named" murmured.
and she dlsregnrdet me.
Don't you eve 20 no farther than
John. the-Foo You can always see
me here. Always come to see II
Allesjandro feed the baron as he
should"
The end OF the following week
made the second OF the reports to
Mary which ! had promised. The
week had not made me more enam-
ored OF John-theFool.
I wrote her:
That Is tho name % the place. APP
parentiy Altho there IL no longer
any place. am roosting between
three trees and lot OF poles thrust
into the water on which IL the castle
Of Baron John Bernsi de Nedrinnss.
eisheartsning situation between Cell
and Virgil does not change. They
watch each other across a gulf OF
hate. and the fact that ciell has
never whImpered when he worked
ping blood only made Williams
smile. He was expecting the boz to
break. and cisll has met every de-
mand on him.
The only Tina cieii IL himself IL
ridiculous boarding house OF mine
then you ought TO see him change.
That Creole girl OF Isle Bonnr inter-
ests him--hs's like tho old Cieii OF
five years ago when he's with us.
sne comes Of a seandaloss line q
then IL shows plain enough. I can't
understand Virgil saying once he
loved her. told Cieii Of n. and the
way hs smiled was not good. The
two of them seem to run 10 a clash
svsrywhere II IL sad mess. vlr-
weeks, and only loyalty 10 him holds
them here-he's about given up the
hope Of aid from the company 20 fin
lsh his ditch, and II anything hap
pens nov he's wiped out And th.
and smiles. DO believe she IL try
ing to win Ciell away from Virgins
job--thats why she coquets with
him so outrag eously.
Oh. Mary. I wish this abominabie
thing had never happened
Still loves you
Our mail goes out by means OF a
pirogue runner. usually to catch the
Barataria mail boat which runs
down TO the south coast every week,
so getting letter from Isle Bonnie
TO New York is less certain in time
than getting one to ST. Petersburg.
But Mary wrote me at once.
Very brief It was:
What sort Of an appearing person
r. this MademoiBeile Laure Drouii-
iot7 You have spoken of her very
mysteriously. Tn glad 10 hear C1eil
In making good. or course don't ex-
pect him 70 write 20 mo---ths breach
between US was too clear and impas-
sable. wasn't II. dear Dlck2 only lac
might-or Virgil might Somehow
my heart Is with tho three Of you
down there In that dreadful place.
Somehow, life and work seem mean
ingless OF late--I keep thinking Of
tho three OF you and your madness.
Dear Dick. how good II was OF you
p. s.-Ten me moro about this
island girl
intended to write back NJ once
indeed, was ut II when mademoi-
selle herself came out Of the watery
Isle In her green canoe.
She came up. and, finding no one
except myself. sat opposite in the
dining hall and looked at my writ.
ing portfolio.
"Laure." | said suddenly. where
did you get your education?"
"Ah. m'sieu. have little educa.
ton. went five years 10 convent
in N'Awlyins. Then Papa Prosper
he say. Come home 10 Isle Bonnie.
madenoiselle.' So | como back to