Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1920-02-13


in his voice. do not come here again,
Nanette." He made swift sign over
her. "God be with thee, 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 Tester"
II shall say nothing" answered
Father Lucien. "But do not let this
happen again. Marie" he continued,
thou hast won the love Of good
man."
Her face hardened. and she looked
sullenly at the priest.
"a girl should think long before re-
fusing good man who loves her."
She cast her eyes down; and there
was the incarnation of rebellious stub
borpness 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 Dupont knew him.
"Bonsoir. Monsieur Askew,"he said,
extending his hand.
He opened the cottage door. but the
cure did not enter.
Captain Dupont" he said, "there
has been trouble between Monsieur
Askew here and Monsieur Norris"
Il 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.
1t is all right" said Father Lucien
finally. Captain Dupont takes his
freight where he finds 1t. He takes
from your company In accordance
with his contract. He will not break
1t. 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 staunch, 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 Lucien
upon their homeward way he asked
him question about matter that
had puzzled him.
"Why does Dupont look at me as If
I were his mortal enemyP" he asked.
"Ah, Monsieur Askew," said the
cure, stopping to thump his stick upon
the Single, "there is q 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.
1T was many years ago, nearly |
twenty, / think, and before 1 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 |
thoughtless. People said 1t was an ILL |
made match; but she loved him, and |
they were happy.
when he left his young bride to 60 |
sealing off Newfoundland the tongues
wagged, but he trusted her, and when
he returned there was the child Ma
RE, and a warm welcome. So three |
years passed.
when Jules Dupont returned the |
fourth year his wife was gone. With
whom? Nobody knew. 1 know more
than anyone in st. Boniface, but I |
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 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 it 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 tool to get the girl Ma
RE Dupont into his clutches. But what
can do save watch and wait?
Therefore. Monsieur Askew," con-
tlnued Father Lucien, much agitated,
II implore you to prevent this evil
from spreading to st. Boniface. 1t is
Brousseau who debauches those poor
people there. 1t is he who is RESPONSE
BILE for all this evil. He cares nothing
for the people, so long as he yields
their votes for his creature in the par
Lament at Quebec. And this, mon
sieur, was chiefly the cause of my
visit to you tonight, to urge you to
keep the brandy and the dance halls