American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1920-02-28

and rather hard. The cure. still hold
ug Nanctte 10y the arms, turned to-
ward Marie.
$50 my Instructions count for moth
ing!" he said angrlly.
even, why should she not come
here, Monsieur TessicrT demanded
Marie Dupont. "Iluve so many
friends In st. BCnlfacc that should
turn from those few | have? In ste.
Marie they are glad TO see me. Is It
so wrong that | should 20 there with
my friend a. dance sometimes, when
the doors of ST. Boniface are closed
to meT
The ringing scorn In her voice was
characteristic Of some latent strength;
she seemed to Hilary like one who hes
been hammered into strength upon the
anvil of life.
Father Lucien released Nanette.
"Therc run along" he said, with pity
In his voice. ADO not come here again,
Nanette." He made swift sign over
her "God he with thee, Nanette," he
said gently.
The girl fed from him. sobblng, and
Hilary could hear her sobs after she
had been hidden by the pines.
"Where is thy fatherf" asked the
cure.
"IIe has gone to the store" faltered
the girl. Monsieur Tessier--"
81 shall say nothing" answered
Father Lucien. "But do not let this
happen again. Marie" he continued,
"thou hast won the love OF a good
man"
Her face hardened. and she looked
sullenly at the priest.
"a girl should think long before re-
fuslng good man who loves her"
She cast her eyes down; and there
was the incarnation of rebellious stub
bornness in the rigid figure.
The captains steps were heard,
crushing the wood chips into the shin
gle. The old man came quickly for
ward into the arc of lamplight; quick
ly, as II he feared the realization of
some terror gnawing at his heart. For
n moment Hilary saw the pale gray
eyes with the same menace upon his
own. Then Dupont knew him.
"Bonsoir, Monsieur Askew,"he said,
extending his hand.
lie opened the cottage door, but the
cure did not enter.
Captain Dupont" he said, "there
has been trouble between Monsieur
Askew here and Monsieur Morris"
81 have heard Of It." replied the cap.
tain.
ASK him II he Is willing to accept
his orders from me-" said Hilary.
The cure translated, and the captain
answered him, stroking his gray beart
and speaking with slow emphasis.
at Is all right" said Father Luciel
finally. Captain Dupont takes hi
freight where he finds 1t. He take
from your company in accordanc
with his contract. He will not brea
II. If Brousseau refuses him freigh
he can pick up all he needs on tn
south shore. You can rely on him."
Hilary felt deeply satisfied. II tn
captain was staunch, not Morris no
Brousseau nor all his men should pre-
vent him from getting out recor'
cutting before navigation closed.
"Tell Dupont Wen keep him busy.
Hilary said.
When he was with Father Luciel
upon their homeward way he aske,
him u question about a matter tina
had puzzled him.
"Why does Dupont look at me as !
I were his mortal enemy?" he asked.
"Ah, Monsieur Askew," said tn
cure, stopping to thump his stick upo
the single. "there is a story there
So he looks ut every man when frs
he meets him. He fears for the gin
Marie-and unfortunately he is RICH
in his fears. For she has her mother
nature.
ut was many years ago, nearl
twenty. l think. and before i cam
here, when Capt. Jules Dupont was
fisherman In st. Bonlface. He wa
married to Marie Letellier, who wa
much younger than he, and gay an
thoughtless. People said IL was an IL
made match; but she loved him, an
they were happy.
"When he left his young bride to 6
sealing off Newfoundland the tongue
wagged but he trusted her, and whe
he returned there was the child Nj
rie and warm welcome. SO thre
, years passed.
when Jules Dupont returned III
fourth year his wife was gone. Wit
whom? Nobody knew. | know MOI
than anyone in st. Bonlface, but
never knew. Some wanderer from III
south shore; and six months later sf
was back with the child, pleading fc
forgiveness. lie sheltered her until he
death soon afterward. Since then h
fear has been that Marie will have II
herited the mothers nature. II
never makes voyage but he return
In fear and haste. And he wishes HI
to marry Jean-Marie Baptiste, wi
loves her-but you have seen tonigl
to what her mind Is turning.
"The women recall her mother
fate, aud their dislike has made h