The Connecticut labor press., 1919-06-14

1 expect to gain several hours during the four days Journey, for I know the Claire we'll, and she cannot keep pace with my Sainte-Vierge. You must bring your iady aboard the Sainte-Vierge by nine tonight. T shall telegraph to my friend Dan- ton at St. Boniface to have sleigh and dogs at your disposal when you arrive, and tent, food and sleeping bags" continued Captain Dubois, 'for 1t must be a hundred and fifty miles from St. Boniface to the Chateau Du- chaine. And so, with half a days start, you will have nothing to fear from LerOux-Only remember that he has no scruples. Still I do not think he will catch you and Mile. Jacqueline before you reach Chateau Duchaine," he ended, chuckling at his sagacity.
 "Ah, we'll, monsieur, who else could your lady be?" he asked smiling at my surprise. q knew we'll that some day she must leave those wilds. Besides, did I not convey her here from St. Boniface on my return, less than a week ago, when she pleaded for se- crecy? I suspected something agitat- ed her then. So it was to find a hus- band that she departed thus?
 So Jacqueline had left her home not more than a week before! And the captain had no suspicion that she was married then! Yet Pere Antoine claimed to have performed the cere- mOny.
 To whom? And where was the man who should have stood in my place and shielded her against Leroux?
 made Dubois understand, not with out difficulty, that we were still un- married. His face fell, when he re- alized that I was in earnest, but after little he made the best of the situ- ation, though it was evident that some of the glamour was scratched from the romance, in his opinion.
 By now we had arrived at the wharf. Wedged in among the foes lay the Claire and the 'Sainte-Vierge respec- lively. The latter vessel lay upon our right as we approached the end of the wharf.
 There was a small cabin for Jacque- line and another for myself adjoining. I was very we'll satisfied and inquired the terms.
 "Diable! If it were not for the chil- dren there should be no termsg' ex- claimed the captain. "But it is hard, monsieur, with prices rising and the hungry mouths always open, like little birds"
 He was overjoyed at the sight of the fifty dollars which rendered him.
 By the way" said, "do you know priest named Pere Antoine?"
 "An old man? A strong old man? Why, assuredly, monsieur" answered the captain. Everybody knows him. He has the parish of the Riviere dor district, and the largest in Quebec. A saint, monsieur You will do we'll to make his acquaintance"
 The captain parted from me on the wharf on his way to the telegraph office, repeating his instructions to the effect that we were to be aboard the boat by nine. looking at my watch, was surprised to see that it was already past six o'clock. I had no time to lose in re- turning to the Chateau.
 But though could see it outlined upon the cliff I soon found myself lost among the maze of narrow streets in which I was wandering. A man was coming up the street behind me, and I turned to question him, but as de- creased my pace he diminished his also, and when I qufckened mine he went faster as well. I began to have an uneasy sense that he might be fol- l lowing me and accOrdinpIv haStaned onward until I came to a road which seemed to lead up the hill toward the 1 ramparts.