The Rice belt journal. (Welsh, Calcasieu Parish, La.) 1900-19??, 1920-06-12
CHAPTER XIII.
The Island.

CHAPTER XIII.
10
The Island.
10 and Hilary started for the is
= If one o'clock. They planned to
-. = three hours there and return on
III evening tide,
-,,,,rv seated opposite his friend,
bim of the conversation with
who. manipulating the tiller,
ard nothing.
Y, 1onis will swear to what he in
od me-" he said, ut means that
IN clap Brousseau into Jail. 9th
"a he'll never give up his schemes
~ me- because he has a personal
N, Askew," said LATE, might l
ouestion to you without giving
snseT
won may, COnnell."
gn only saying what everybody's
.,ne in st. Boniface, and that Is
I'm YOUR cutting Brousseau out with
lsdemoIselle ROsny."
q cuess it's true, Lafe," said Hilary.
~ she's-well, you understand"
4 guess l do" said LATE. He
..s,cbed out a sinewy hand and
snned Hilary's warmly. Il wish
T,,Ice-my wife-could meet you" he
= hone she will, LATE, some day.
81 now about BrOusseau."
q asked you that" said LATE, "be-
.,use there's a lot hangs on It. Now
TO LOuis-he wouldn't swear. II
did swear, he'd swear that he'd
osn living as soon as Brousseau
lluued him a ten-dOllar bill. No, sir,
Won't do We've got to get the fox
lqht into the trap before we spring
Pm afraid / am no hand at spring
b. traps, LATE"
mo. But we've got to give him rope
nough to hang himself. We don't
Tsnt TO 90 off at half-cock. That's
slner, amt ltl My advice is as be-
ore; lie low. You see, sir, when a
boz schemes and schemes and plans
rs crooked work, all that he's doing
4 to twist the rope tighter round his
oRn neck. We've got him now, but
We must get the moose tight, so that
e won't wr'ggle out of 1t. And he'll
gis Il tight next time he wriggles.
That's my idea, Mr.. ASkew."
Z guess you're right as usual LATE, +"
answered Hilary. But I've been ly-
ng low a laundering long time"
No more was said upon the subject.
out III the Gulf the choppiness Of the
raves had changed to a steady sweep
osard the island, which. lying In mid
lrpaRi, received and broke the full
oFre Of the daily tides. The wind
lpd them, and they swept through
water. Hilary watched the near
land with interest that deepened
he began to make out the luxurious
iwth Of conifers that covered 1t al
nOF 10 the seas verge.
h the center he could now make
aal ridge Of low hills, which seemed
ascend to a terminal cliff, having
b cue side gentle slope and, on the
llAer a precipitous descent toward
be water.
There ought to be some fine cut
Pg there for us some day." said
Hilary. "Hellol What's thatg"
Somebody has got there before us, !"
paid coRnen.
hoat came into view, q little fish
Is sloop much like Duval's, beached
q the shore, the sails down, the bow
IIei shove high water.
That boat belongs to Jacques
'aOsseau'" said Louis, pointing to-
Famlt
WHAT'S he doing on my limits,
onder' mused Hilary.
guess he's making this his winter
laflers. He's trapped the seigniory
long that he thinks It's his terri
oryo
iney grounded. Duval, leaping
lore brought the bow round above
Y water level. Lafe and Hilary
sPped out and stretched their cramp-
\ limbs.
oe wind blew keenly, but, once I'M
me shelter Of the island, they
Rna i warm autumn weather.
wing Louis stretched out in the
y under tarpaulin, Lafe and Hill.
NarIed up the sloping beach toward
Interior The first thing that they
.sel as peculiar, when they had
sl the outer fringe of trees, was
existence Of a well-deRned tran,
oey stopped and looked at #.
" you suppose old JACQUES made
Y lhatf asked LATE.
Foo WIDE
And too hard, Mr.. Askew. This
Osen stamped out this summer
9aeQces has only been here 4
at most"
slen,-r asked Hilary.
. sopeOody else has been on the
aaa al summer, or at least most d
summer. Maybe two or three Of
aen Il looks like IT," y
u"" hau disappeared. They
-" scrambling up a gulIey be.
great rocks that lowered on
SIDE Of them. At the top Of
slegation appeared the point o.
II . ,. and the face of the great
s. gs't into numerous assures. Some
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