The Pulaskian., 1920-01-30

H0i. OoA De WAtn tnee, Nanette, he said gently.
 The girl fled from him, sobbing, and Hilary could hear her sobs after she had been hidden by the pines.
 Where Is thy father?' asked the cure.
 ''He has gone to the store," faltered the girl. Monsieur Tessier-"
 T 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- fusing a 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 if he feared the realization of some terror gnawing at his heart. For a moment Hilary saw the pale gray eyes with the same menace upon his own. Then Duront knew him.
 ''Bonsoir, Monsieur Askew, The said, extending his hand
 He opened the cottage door, but the cure did not enter.
 Captain Dupont" he said. sthere has been trouble between Monsieur Askew here and Monsieur Morris"
 T have heard of it." replied the cap tain.
 Ask him if he is willing to accept his orders from me" said Hilary.
 The cure translated and the captain answered him, stroking his gray beard and speaking with slow emphasis.
 ''It is all right" said Father Lueien finally. Captain Dupont takes his freight where he finds it. He takes from your company in accordance with his contract. He will not break it. If Brousseau refuses him freight he can pick up all he needs on the south shore. You can rely on him.
 Hilary felt deeply satisfied If the captain was stauneh, not Morris nor Brousseau nor all his men should pre- vent him from getting out a record cutting before navigation closed.
 "Tell Dupont we'll keep him busy,'' Hilary said.
 When he was with Father Lueien upon their homeward way he asked him q question about a matter that had puzzled him.
 'Why does Dupont look at me as if I were his mortal enemy?" he asked.
 "Ah, Monsieur. Askew," said the cure, stopping to thump his stick upon the shingle, "there is a story there. So he looks at every man when first he meets him. He fears for the girl Marie-and unfortunately he is right in his fears. For she has her mothers nature.
 Tt was many years ago, nearly twenty, think. and before I came here, when Capt. Jules Dupont was a fisherman in St. Boniface. He was married to Marie Letellier, who was much younger than he, and gay and thoughtIesS. People said it was an ill., made match; but she loved him, and they were happy.
 ''When he left his young bride to go sealing off Newfoundland the tongues wagged, but he trusted her, and when he returned there was the child Ma rie, and a warEn welcome. So three years passed.
 "When Jules Dupont returned the fourth year hIs wife was gone. With whom? Nobody knew. I know more than anyone in St. Boniface, but l never knew. Some wanderer from the south shore and six months later she was back with the child, pleading for forgiveness. He sheltered her until her death soon afterward. Since then his fear has been that Marie will have in- herited the mothers nature. He never makes a voyage but he returns in fear and haste. And he wishes her to marry Jean-Marie Baptiste, who loves her-but you have seen tonight to what her mind is turning.
 'The women recall her mothers fate, and their dislike has made her secretive and solitary. And 1t is lone ly here. and Ste. Marie so near. Mon- sieur Askew, you saw the girl Nanette. She is from St. Joseph, of decent par ents, who mourn for her. She was lured from her home to Ste. Marie, and have fears that some one is using her as q tool to get the girl Ma rie Dupont into his clutches. But what can I do save watch and wait?
 Therefore. Monsieur Askew," con tinued Father LHcien, much agitated, q inplore you to prevent this evil from spreading to St. Boniface. It is Brousseau who debauches those poor people there. It is he who is responsl- ble for all tbis evil. He cares nothing for the people. So long as he wieids their votes for hls creature in the par lament at Quebec And this, mon