The Pulaskian., 1920-02-20

Father Lucien half turned him over and, uttering an exclamation, pointed to the shoulder, from which fresh blood was slowly yelling. Lafe saw that 1 Hilary was alive; he breathed very faintly, but his face was the color of death, more bloodless than that of l Madeleine. The cure began cutting away the coat, then the lining, which would not come with it; then the shirt. He looked up.
 Bring some water" he said.
 Lafe hurried out, the few curious lumbermen scattering in panic and seurrying before him. AS he stood among them, shouting, a window in a nearby house went up, and woman handed out a pail, three parts full. Lafe took it. AS he re-entered the shanty the crowd slowly gathered be- hind him again. He hurried into the stable. The cure took strip of the girls petticoat. dipped it in the pail and began to cleanse the wound, purs- ing his lips and shak g his head the while. Lafe could SC lat the wound, while not long, was ibly deep, and it was still bleeding t was impossi- ble to do more than llean it superfi- cially, owing to the need for haste. Having done this, Father Lucien made a pad and placed it in position, while Madeleine, working witt steady fingers which gave the lie to er face, began to wind the strips ove5' it round the chest. All the while s e worked her face was agitated, and yet composed, and only the tortured eyes betrayed what she was suffering; but when the wound was bound she b, oke down.
 "It is my fault" she ed in French, sobbing despairingly. warned him and he would not hear Q. and rode away. knew it long before and would not believe it. have killed him."
 The cures hand fell on her shoul- der. Lafe noticed, too, and thought it significant afterward that, wild though her words were, and untrue, he did not then deny them.
 Madeleine looked up and, meeting his eyes, grew calm. Lafe stepped for ward, bent down and gently raised Hil- ary's head from her knee. He placed his hands beneath the shoulders, SUD- porting them, while Father Lueien lift ed the lower part of the body, and thus they carried the stricken man through the shanty toward the buggy.
  enter "You and Mademoiselle Rosny will drive to my house." he said. "As there is no room for me, walk. I give you the key, because my housekeeper is gone to bed and must not be fright ened."
 "No, to the Chateau" said Madeleine Rosny. Do you think he shall go any, where else, monsieur, when he is like this?"
 Her voice rang proudly, the tone ad- mitted of no opposition. The cure was silent.
 Lafe drew Hilary into the bottom of the buggy and crouched there, SUD- porting the head and the upper part of his body. But Madeleine, watchful, uttered a low cry. A little blood was leaking through the bandage. She hastened to the other side of the rig and began adjusting it, while the cure turned toward the crowd, which was looking on in panicky silence, broken only by low words and mutterings.
 ''This is a bad nights work that you have donel" he cried. You shall pay for it, every man here, and the assas- sins too. know them all."
 The man who stepped forward was the foreman of the mill, by name Mac Pherson, decent workman and a de- scendant of one of Wolfe's Highland CTS who had settled along the coast and perpetuated their names and something of their stanch character, if nothing else of their race survived. We are not all guilty, Monsieur Tes- sier," he said. "I knew nothing of this until the deed was done, or I should have used every effort to prevent it. These people asked me to speak for them. They say that they broke down the stable door and saved his life when he was about to be cut toss eces."
 His lifel" cried Fat Lucien, scornfully. His life hangs p. thread; and if he dies his murde shall hang for it. And you are su. equal ly," he continued, address, the crowd, which seemed to melt uns his burning tones. You left him lie :. ere and bleed to death. And listen fur ther. You think that Monsieur Askew brought the revenue officers to Ste. Marie. Do I not hate Ste. Marie more than he? Yet even I would not bring the officers here until had used every means to clean up the evil there. It was Monsieur Morris who brought them, for he told me so.'
 There was sensation at the priests words. An excited babble broke out. Madeleine, who had just completed the bandaging halted win ono foot