American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1920-05-15

Council came here he did not meet
with encouragement. He proved his /
case, and you have proved II by your
actions. When you were boy / nd |
vahced you. interested myself In you. |
You climbed high. and YOU tried to re-
pay me by oustlng me from my lands |
and stepping into my shoes. You
sought TO dishonor us through my
daughter. who was wiser than I'm her |
recognition of what you were. IL
thought that you We're only ill-bred, |
but you have proved yourself a scoun- |
drel as wen. You win repay me
everything you have stolen or 90 to
Jail. Good-day, monsieur"
That's all, guess" said LATE. and
opened the door.
Brousseau dashed through and along
the corridor. Lafe followed him ut an
interval; but Brousseau did not wait
for him. He pulled the. front door
open and slammed II behind him.
When Lafe reached it Brousseau was
already dragging his horse, already
harnessed to his sleigh, out of the sta
bles.
LATE watched him drive away and
turned back into the hall. He hesitate
ed to return into the room. but as he
stopped uncertainty In the corridor be-
hind the entrance Madeleine came to-
ward him.
MY father thanks you, Mr.. Con.
NELL" she said, and though the tears
rained down her face she smiled. ut
is like the lifting Of nightmare" she
whispered.
"Yes, mademoiselle," said LATE. "But
II was you l wanted chiefly to see."
You saw me. What else Is there to
say? Mr.. Cornell. IL you have come
here on any other mission 1t is hope.
less. Why did you let him send you
for-for that?" she continued. reading
his face.
Because he's my friend" said Lafe.
But he didn't send me here. He's
talking Of going away. That's why /
, came"
lie saw her start, then control her.
self.
I'm forty years DID," said LATE. and,
conscious Of the ineptness of the be
ginning hesitated. I'm forty years
old" he continued mot old enough
to be your father, mademoiselle, but
old enough to be sort of uncle,
though l amt got your education. That
don't matter. It's experience that
counts. and knowledge of the world.
And / seen good bit more of life
than you, mademoiselle.
II seen enough to learn one thing,
and that is that Misunderstanding are
the cause of nearly all the trouble in
the world When Mr.. Askew come
here / wasn't altogether too much
pleased. I'd been meshed into the
crooked work that Morris and Mon
sieur Brousseau was doing with the
seigniory lumber. Then when I got
to know Hilary Askew I saw that he
was clean straight through"
He let his hand fall lightly on the
girls shoulder. The gesture. which
might have been an offense In some.
was instructive, and. like most in
stinctive actions, fitting. Lafe. un-
couth. unlettered, standing before
Madeleine ROsny, seemed like a be-
nevolent guardian.
"When he came to like you I was
glad" continued Lafe. "But when you
came to like him I was just about as
happy as when I was leading Clarice-
my wife, / mean--Out Of the First
Methodist church at ShoeburypOrt,
Mass. on August II. 1902, with her
white veil hiding her, and them orange
| flowers she was carrying seeming up
the place not quite so glad, may
be, but not far shy Of 1t. And you
| think he wasn't true to you? What
man In his senses wouldn't bef"
II won't hear you!" cried the girl,
summoning her defiance to her aid.
"He should have spoken for himself.
What right have you to speak for him,
| sent or unsenty'
"why, ! thought I'd explain that,
mamzelle. Just because I'm his
| friend" said LATE. ut amt true. Not
n word of that story's true. I'm going
to tell you the truth. But first I'm 60
Ing TO say what I got to say, because
| IFS true. You haven acted rightly
toward him-no. you haven't NAM
| zelle"
The passionate gesture. the sincerity
of his tone dominated her. She tried
10 find her voice and could not; she
tried to find indignation and could not.
ave went to Ste. Marie together to
see conditions there, to see what
sort of place Simeon Duval was run
ming. The girl was there. II was the
night Of the raid, and we helped her
away. She got home, and her father
never knew. Little Baptiste knew, and
Others who'd seen her with us. They
told Br0usseau, and he started those
lies about Mr.. Askew, who never knew
about it--never knew anything.
"That fellow Pierre, BrOusseau's
man, had his eye on the girl. You know
the sort of work he's done along this
coast. Maybe you don't, but It's devils
work, mamzelle, and he and Leblanc
lured Marie into boat by means OF
.aot- dacov Nanatte R0nnat and took