The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1917-03-03

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"Jean, you acted foolishly," said Al
phonse.
Jean rose to his feet and came to-
ward him. looking uncertainty about
him. Il am sorry, Alphonse." he NUT.
tered.
Jean Petit maize lunge, and the hid.
den knife witrf into Alphonse's breast
below the kedrt.
AlphonsG staggered and, fell, the
mail bag III top of him. The blood
gushed from the wound. Family he
heard Jar shouting triumphantly he
/ law the- ,raZed man lean over him
and then Jean was striding away upon
his snowshoes as fast as he could go.
When he was out of sight Alphonse
staggered to his feet and carried the
blood-drenched mailbag to the sleigh.
He collapsed inside 1t, but not before
he had ordered the dogs to "mush."
The dogs started, and now even the
thought of Nanette had gone from Al
phonse's mind. One instinct remained
Ito get the mails through. Half faint
ing, Alphonse braoed his body in the
narrow sleigh, propping up the nail
bags lest they should fall.
The dogs went on at gallop, but,
finding that their masters hand no
longer stayed them, they went more
slowly. At the foot of the next hill
they stopped. Alphonse opened his
eyes, to see Jean before him again.
All the drink had gone out Of Jean
Petit. Realizing what he had done, he
had run before the sleigh through the
birch woods. "Alphonse !" he shouted,
"let me look at your wounds"
Alphonse groaned. "If you kill me,
Jean Petit, wait until the mail reaches
Esquimaux," he said. Nobody will be
about in this cold. 1t will be easy to
finish me after the mails are in the
village, and to escape"
II did not mean to wound you, Al
phonse," sobbed Jean. II was mad be-
cause Of Nanette. Let me see the
wound"
He stepped into the sleigh and tore
open Alphonse's sheepskin coat. Al
though the wound had bled profusely,
It was only flesh one. The rib had
turned the point of the knife. and a
small artery, which had been severed,
had stopped bleeding already. Jean
nc:...1 up the wouE! ID fastened AL.
phelsc's Coat ABOUT him.
The sleigh went on. Aphonse began
10 revive. Naturally strong, the loss
IF blood had not seriously hurt him; it
was rather his fear for the mails that
iad weakened him. He began to I'M
1erstand now what Jean was doing.
At intervals Jean would halt the dogs
and come to him.
''You are getting stronger Alphonse,"
nc would say. Courage. In an hour
rou shall see Nanette again."
jean" said Alphonse, when the ter
minus was in sight over the hill,
leave me now. / can get the mails
n"
Jean shook his head 81 must repay
you," he answered. II shall give my
self up to the police"
you did not know what you were
doing, Jean"
"ln truth I did not" answered Jean
fercely. Il was mad with rage be-
,ause of Nanettc. Does she really love
you, Alphonse?"
"you shall hear her say It," replied
Alphonsc. But you had better leave
me-"
The sleigh rolled on, the dogs burst
Ing into shrill banks Of Joy as they rec
ognized the end Of their journey. The
little station beside the gulf looked
very lonely in the half-light of the
short January afternoon.
AS the barks of the dogs were heard
the inhabitants rushed out into the
street. The sleigh came to a stand
still in front Of the little store owned
by Nanette's father, which was the
post Office.
Alphonse staggered to his feet just
MS Nanette came into the street. In
moment the girls arms were about
his neck. "Alphonse!" she sobbed
with joy, 81 love thee! I love theew
Jean Petit heard her words, as Al
phonse had promised him. He ground
his teeth. 1t was almost more than
he could bear. For moment he
fought desperately with his evil ma
ture, which prompted him to thrust
his knife again into Alphonse's side.
But the good triumphed as Nanette
turned toward him. She took his hand
and there were tears In her eyes. II
always hoped for this; ! prayed for
this" she cried.
"Eh?" stammered jean Petit.
II was afraid that you would meet
on the road, and that you would fight"
said the girl. 1T was told to me that
you had threatened Alphonse. But I
knew you did not mean 1t, jean, be-
cause you were always very gentle
with me. And want you to be ny
brother, JEAN"
The tears In her eyes were reflect
ed in the mans. "You do not under
stand" he cried wildly. "You do not
know how we met and came here"
II understand that you have come
In together as friends" she answered.
Then she realized that Alphonse was
sstanding weakly against the sled.
"You are mr. she cried. There is
blood on your coat!"
"It IL NIL right Nnnettc" answered