The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1920-02-13
CHAPTER X.
Unexpected Allies.

CHAPTER x.
Unexpected Allies.
LATE Council, at Monsieur Trem.
blay's hotel, stretched out his legs upon
chair and puffed viciously at his
pipe, while Monsieur Tremblay leaned
against the wall and listened to his
guests semi-sOliloQuy.
yep, Tremblay, I'm through now"
LATE was saying. 'Im through for
good, and I'm going to wait here till
the boat comes tomorrow and then
beat it for ShOeburyport Lord, I'll be
glad to see Clarice-my wife-and the
kids again.
I've put up a good fight, TrembIay.
I've dropped eight thousand dollars in
this fool game, and 'Clarice and me
will have to start buying our home
again when l get back to Shoebury-
port, and maybe 1 won't hear nothing
about it, neither. But when it's a case
of throwing away few thousand dol
lars worth of lumber, just because you
look upon strike as a personal Of
Tense, and me losing my home, I've
finished. I've come to the end. The
end-finish-no more. You under
stand me, Tremblay. I'm going to
leave him to his fate" continued Lafe,
trying to draw a few more mouthfuls
of tobacco smoke from his burned-out
plug. ITS his fault"
che
"Oui," said Tremblay; and the word
conveyed any significance that it's
nearer might choose to put upon it.
"Oui," he continued thoughtfully,
though what he was thinking about
was incOmprehensible.
ut amt my job" LATE pursued. I'm
family man. l got my wife and kids
to think about, and I'm against pre-
paredness. 1t amt reasonable to hire
a man for manager and then expect
him to go round saloon-busting, is it,
Tremblay?"
"Oui," answered Tremblay.
You're right" said LATE. "Of
course it amt" He filled his pipe
again, lit and pulled at it. 81 don't
know what in thunder's wrong with
this tobacco tonight" he said, and
emptied it. He crossed his right leg
over his left, uncrossed them, and then
crossed his left over his right. Then
he got up. t-..... .M..s
Il guess I'll take stroll up the road
and see if the stars are out" he said.
Lafe's stroll was a rapid one. AS
soon as he had left the porch he al
most ran up the hill road toward the
cliff. AS he painted toward the summit
he heard the rumble of wheels in the
distance, and presently he saw the
cures rig coming toward him. He
hailed.
Say, Father Lucy, d'you mind Civ
ing me lift into st. Boniface?" .he
called. -
The rig stopped and Lafe perceived
Madeleine Rosny seated at the cures
side. Her hands were +clasped, her
face agitated and deathly pale. Lafe's
hand went up to his hat awkwardly.
Il beg pardon, Father Lucy" he NUT
tered.
Jump in, Mr. Lafe," said the cure.
I'm glad that we met. We need you.
We are going to st. Boniface. Jump
in and l shall tell you on the way"
LATE entered the buggy, and Father
Lucien urged on the horse; then he
turned and said: ~.
Louis Duval has opened a saloon
in Baptiste's old house, and Monsieur
Askew has gone to stop him."
Il guessed so, Father Lucy" an
swered LATE. II was just on my way
there, in case there was going to be
trouble. 1 guess there isn't likely to
be, though. Mr.. Askew knows how to
take care of himself"
''Trouble?" questioned the cure.
sharply. "They are going to murder
him."
Il heard some yarn like that from
Tremblay," said LATE, but guessed
that was all talk"
ut was not talk. 1t is their plan"
said Father Lucien "MademoiseIle
Rosny heard of it from Monsieur
Brousseau days ago-it was on the
day when you went to Ste. Marie. He
rode with her toward Ste. Marie and
told her so. She did not believe him.
This afternoon she learned of it again
from little Baptiste, who asked her to
warn Monsieur Askew. Everybody
knew he would go alone to st. Boni-
face to stop the sale of liquor. Made
Rosny rode up to the camp
to warn Monsieur Askew, as Baptiste
had begged her. He would not listen
to her. She came to me- 1t is a dev-
lis plot" he said sternly, "and If they
hurt one hair of his head they shall go
TO prison for IT."
I'VE must get there in time to save