The Belding banner-news., 1920-09-22

"You Keep Out Of My Way or ]
Kill You'll"
very much to her and now. when he
was about TO pass out of her life, she
felt no regret.
Her mind went travelling back to hel
earliest memory. She was on the sea-
shore with her mother. watching fol-
the return of the fishing fleet and her
| fathers boat, and on the shingle lay
the sailing boat of young student
from Quebec whom she had seen often
at their cottage during her fathers
absence. The young man was laugh
ingly inviting her mother to go for q
sail. At last the girl consented.
The sail was very long one. Little
Marie, who had fallen asleep, was
awakened by the sound of her moth.
er's screaming and the young students
laughing protestations that 1t was toe
late In the day to return now. She
| did not understand all that was said
and her next memory was of squalic
| lodging In Quebec, and her mothers
tear-stained face, and sense Of un.
happiness.
Then she was back In the cottage
standing beside the bed on which her
dying mother lay, and the sick woman
gripping her hand fast In her burning
ones. was repeating a name over and
over. "Say 1t again, child" she was
whispering.
She reiterated this demand over an6
over again.
"Say It'll" she muttered. "Say it, and
never forget. And carry 1t with thee
through life. saying 1t In moments OF
temptation. that thou mayest remem
Der thy mother and understand. Now
swear by the Virgin to say 1t morning
and night, and never forgetw
The frightened girl had sworn
catching the words from her mothers
lips. She had said the name morn and
| night until IL had become engraved
upon her memory forever. But 1t wa.
long before she understood its mean
ing.
Then she remembered her father
shaking her by the arms. "The name
thy mother told thee-speak 1t. Ma
| riel"
"No," answered the little girl OBJ
stinately.
He threatened her. but the child o:
five years pressed her lips together
and would not utter a word.
listen, Mariei If you tell me thot
shalt have everything in the world. A
new dress, and thou shalt sail with me
upon my ship, and will buy thee the
big doll that opens and shuts her eyes
The name. Mariel"
Marie remained perfectly silent
| And for years she resisted her father,
threats and promises and pleadings
not understanding that 1t was a mental
| inhibition which she could not break
The sight of her dying mother hac
inflicted wound In the child's sou.
that never healed. And every week al
first. every month later. the scene with
! her father was renewed.
| She never pretended to have forgot
ten, as she might well have done. As
she grew older her fathers outbursts
became less frequent. But the insane
rage which agitated him grew rather
than lessened as the years went by.
Sixteen had passed; she was now
| twenty-one, and she looked back on o
childhood that had been torture.
Her estrangement from her father
was as complete as from the village
| life. At first the scandal had been
| against her, and later her aloofness
had set the tongues of the st. Boniface
women to wagging. Like mother, like
daughter"--so runs the hard provert
I'm every country. Marie Dupont grew
up friendless and utterly alone. The
girl had never had friend. nor had
she ever even had q sweetheart until
six months before.
Pierre. In the course of his peregrf
nations along the coast. at that time
as assistant on smuggling craft, had
come to know the solitary figure that
paced the beach. In those days The
girls heart, cut of from natural COM
munication. with the young people Of
st. Boniface. had turned, with the
vague yearning Of youth, to dreams OF
the world outside. The repressed
cPhiit ctthc It's uufcntuItS III utNtot1
ways; II not In action, then In imagina-
ton. Marie Dupont longed for release
from her imprisonment, and dreamed
OF the prince who was some day to
come and take her away
When Baptiste began TO show an I'm
terest In her she hated him. She had
never thought OF him as lover. and
hardly as a man; he was part of st.
Boniface, Of the hateful life that en-
compassed her. clutched at her and
would not let her go free. She came
to invest Baptiste with the qualities OF
| all that she loathed.
Pierre scraped acquaintance with
her. He had the intuition of the base
man who must perforce win his VIC
| Tins by guile. He listened to her con-
fdences, shyly given to one who, BY