The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1921-12-15


earliest inhabitants of Detroit flush with pride.
Even when his warning days were over and he had
settled down the river bank, his prestige was
such that people would step aside to let him pass
as he came striding down the roadway.
Claire had a temperament not unlike her faith
ers. Their wrangles and their reconciliutions
known all up and down the river Yet they
passionately attached to each other and devotedly
loved by the whole community. In particular was
the fair Claire loved by one Beauclerc. 1.-THE.
dark young Frenchman who hunted more for the
sport OF the chase than for the profit Of his pocket
book at the fur trading post. When Sieur Beau
vais would Philippe Beauclercs tall. straight
figure at Claire's elbow walking down Ste Anne
street. known Jefferson avenue, his brow
would darken threatenlngly. But he would find
himself commenting secretly, despite his anger,
"Deu. what pair !" and he would add: "Mas,
1t isn't permitted for a good French father to let
his daughter make a fool Of herself for penniless
hunter just because he has the looks of young
god"
Then Claire would be hurried home. There was
to Quell the storm before it broke, for
Claire's mother had withstOod the rigors Of the
Michigan winter for only three years. So the old
warrior and his gay young daughter would rage
at each other for fifteen minutes and then fall in
to each others arms. Peace would be made. Claire
would go battle her eyes, brush back the rebeous
gold of her hair and come back charmingly dutiful
to preside the teacups and to welcome the
other young men who during the of
the evening to pay their respects to her in the
presence Of her sharp-eyed father-of1cers Of the
fort in their swagger uniforms, skilled trappers,
tradesman or two and men who owned many
acres on which they raised Indian and wheat.
Among the latter group there called now and
then rickety old Va-debOn-COeur He was a
shrewd old Frenchman whose broad lands down
on the Rouge river bank Outspanned every other
suitors In spite Of his physical unattractiveness.
he possessed of a good, kind heart and capsci-
ty for endless devotion. Sieur Beauvais always
shrugged little when he looked in old Va-de-bon-
Occurs direction, If to shake off unpleasant
IMPRESSION but as the old fellow talked Beauvais
generally would thaw out and say to himself. Hes
really not half bad; he's really surprisingly good
for an old man. And rich, items! how he could
lavish wealth on my little Claire! Fancy, two
estates for the girl, her own and his one at each
end of the village She might be as rich as she
is beautiful And he's really remarkably kind and
wise"
After their guests were gone the storm would
break again. One night after this had been going
ON for more than a year the Seigneur Of Beauva1s
determined that matters would have to come to a
"This nonsense must stopl" His big brown fist
cana down on the heavy oak table. The red IRE
light nlsved over his tall warriorlike figure CLINT
mo on the buckles of his uniform and gliding the
HIT of his hunting knife and under his busny bro"s
little red flames danced reflected In the pupils OF
his great black eyes, Claire rose from the small
chair where she sat by the hearth, denance IN eV-
ery line of her lovely little figure
'You'ye got to settle down. you've TOO many
fellows dangling after YOU dozen
hovo asked me for your hand. And when tell
WOW Won only put me off. You've snapped your
fingers at dozen chances. WhyE All TOE tna'