Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-03-26
BY VICTOR ROUSSEAU
Illustrations by Irwin Myers
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| by the whipping wind. but not befors
Dupont's words had been heard.
From the group upon Baptiste's shin
figure dlsengaged herself and
stepped forward. 1t was Marie Du-
pont. She poised herself upon thu
deck. and her voice rang out above
the gale and the sea.
81 give you the name" she cried
at is Edouard BrousSeau. 1t is no
and give you my secret which have
borne all my life. Take it,"
She fell back into Baptiste'S arms.
And it seemed as II, with the breaking
of the inhibition, her past life, with
its fears and terrors, was melted into
the life of happiness that was to be.
Dupont had heard her. For a mo-
ment they could see the tall figure Of
the old man, with his wind-tossed hair
and beard. standing as If petrifed
upon his blazing deck. Then he cried
out like screaming sea-bird, and his
arms closed about the man at his side.
AS Baptiste turned and tackled it
could be seen that the old man was
holding BrOusseau with one arm. as
easily as if he held child. while his
free hand controlled the wheel again
What reservoir of strength he drew
upon, what miracle of seamanshlp
could never be known. But, as If ma
ture were aiding him, yeering gust
caught the sails. and with backward
movement the schooner began to glide
through the entrance of the Ice field
into open water.
The fire was all about them. Screams
came from the doomed ship, but they
came from Brousseau, struggling in
Dupont's arms. Not a sound came
from the captains lips.
The vessel gained her freedom. she
turned and began to drive eastward
toward the Gulf and its open water
Faster and faster she went as the wind
compelled her. The Mortified watchers
upon the deck OF Baptiste's schooner
saw the blazing vessel glide into the
distance, blazing comet, and Dupont
black against the heart of the fire, and
Rrousseau In his arms.
Little was afterward remembered
concerning the rescue. But from that
night legends began to spread along
both shores OF Baptiste's seamanship,
and of Hilary. who. singIe-handed,
saved the heiress of the seignory from
Brousseau and the two outlaws,
But none of the principals in these
events care overmuch to dwell upon
them. even in memory. And. though
memories live long In silence, gossip
soon dies. All this is becoming local
legend, such as mothers tell to their
babies.
But the s.. Boniface mill now huns
from dawn till dark, and the asbestos
mine has brought in its workers and
made st. Boniface quite fourishing
village in the north country.
Twice month, when he pays his
pastoral visit, you may see Father
Lucien still hale and strong, patrolling
Ste. Marie with curious hazel stick
fashioned with a knob at each end
and 1t is said that Ste. Marie is one Of
the best parishes on the north shore.
On Sundays. seated in the parish
church, may be seen Simeon DuvaL
nodding his head approvingly as, point
by point, the cure takes up his de-
ANNEXATION of liquor selling. For Fa-
Their Lucien really reached Sime0n's
soul with his hazel stick.
Marie has the best house in the viii
iage, for Baptiste does thriving trade
carrying the st. Boniface lumber
Here is Clarice. who looks. somehow,
just as one might have expected from
Lafe's descriptions.
she wouldn't come home" she says
to Hilary, 80 I had to come after him.
But he's coming home next October, TO
see his children and the new house"
Bought and paid for" said LATE.
Eyes. guess that's correct, Mr.. AS
kew. Though I'll be back some day to
see you all. 1t amt so bad, this coun-
try-except for that pink and black
porch Baptiste's put on his house.
Darn him, what did he want to do that
for7 tell you how Il is: These peo-
pie can't help breaking cut somewhere
and somehow; it's in their blood. that's
what 1t is"
But In his heart he knows that the
winter will see him back In st. Bonl-
face.
Madeleine smiles. and puts her arm
through Hllary's.
THE END.