Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1916-08-24

dIu, ne dHSWereu honestly, YET
Cassion will need guide, and there
is none save myself In all New France
who has ever made that journey.
Twill be well for him to listen to my
plan. And why not? We do not
fight the orders of the governor: we
obey, and wait. Monsieur de Ia Sale
will tell his story to the king"
''The Kingl To Louis"
GAY. twill not be the first time he
has had audience. and already he is
at sea. We can wait, and laugh at
this Cassion over his useless Journey
But he--he is treacherous, mon
sieur."
He laughed as though the words
amused
ITO one who has lived MS I. amid
savages. treachery is an old story. The
commissaire will not find me asleep.
We will serve each other, and let 1t
go at that. All! we are to be inter-
rupted"
He Strengthened up facing the door,
and l turned, confronting my uncle
as he emerged In advance. He was a
burly man, with iron gray hair, and
face REDEEMED by out-of-doors; and he
stopped in surprise at sight of a
stranger, his eyes hardening with sus-
picion.
"And who is this with whom you
converse so privately, Adele? he
questioned brusquely, "a young popin-
90 90 n nffIrn
D'Artigny stepped between us.
smiling in good humor.
"My call was upon you, Monsieur
Chevet, and not the young lady," he
said quietly enough, yet with a tone
to the voice. 81 merely asked her IL
l had found the right place, and II
Monsieur the Commissaire Cassion
was still your guest"
"And what, may l ask, might be
your business with the Commlssaire
Cassion?" asked the latter, pressing
past Chevet, yet bowling with SEM
blance of politeness, scarcely In nc
cord with the studied insolence of his
words. II have no remembrance Of
your face"
"Then, Monsieur Cassion Is not OBJ
servant" returned the younger man
pleasantly, "as accompanied the
Sieur de la Sale in his attempt to
have audience with the governor"
"Ahw the word of surprise explod-
ed from the lips. "Sacre! tits true! My
faith, what difference clothes make. |
mistook you for courier du bois."
81 am the Sieur Rene d'Artigny."
Lieutenant of La Salle'sp'
Scarcely that, monsieur, but
comrade; for three years have been
with his party, and was chosen by him
for this mission"
Cassion laughed, chucking the
gloomy faced Chevet in the side, as
though he would give point to good
joke. vi
"And little the trip hither has profit
ed either master or man, warrant.
La Barre does not sell New France to
every adventurer. Monsieur de la
Sale found different reception in Que
bee than when Frontenac ruled this
colony. Where went the fur stealerT'
ITO whom do you refer?'
$40 whom? Heaven help us. Chevet,
the man would play nice with words.
Well, let it go, my young cock. and
answer me-"
"You mean the Sieur de la Salle?"
'To be sure; called him no worse
than | have heard La Barre speak.
They say he has left Quebec; what
more know your
"'Tis no secret, monsieur" replied
D'Artigny quietly enough, although
there was a flash in his eyes, as they
met mine. "The Sieur de la Sale has
sailed for France"
France! Bah you jest; there has
been no ship outward bound"
"The Breton paused at ST. Roche,
held by the fog. When the fog lifted
there was new passenger aboard. BY
dawn the Indian paddlers had me
landed In Quebec"
"Does La Barre know?"
FAITH l could not tell you that,
as he has not honored me with audi
ence."
Casslon strobe back and forth. his
face dark with passion. 1t was not
pleasant news he had been told, and
1t was plain enough he understood the
meaning.
"By the saintsw he exclaimed. "'Tis
a sly fox to break through our guard
so easily. Ay, and twill give him
month to whisper his lies to Louis, be-
fore La Barre can forward a report.
But. sacre! my young chanticleer, sure
ly you are not here to bring me this
bit of news. You sought me, you
said? Well, for what purpose?"
SIN peace, monsieur. Because have
served Sieur de la Sale Loyalty is no
reason why we should be enemies. We
are both the kings men, and may
work together. The word has come to
me that you head a party for the ILL
nois, with instructions for De Baugis
at Fort st. Louis. Is this trueY
Cassion bowed coldly, waiting to
discover how much more his ques-
toner knew.
"Ah, then am right thus far. Well,
monsieur, twas on that account I
came, to volunteer as guide"
you! 'Twould be treachery."
''Oh, no; our interests are the same
so far as the journey goes. would
reach st. Louis; so would you. Be
cause we may have different ends In
view, different causes to serve. has
naught to do with the trail thither.
There is not man who knows the
way as well as /. Four times have
Travelled 1t, and am not a savage,
monsieur am gentleman OF