Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1923-11-07

- 'i0 lawyers wished their fee they
must come fetch 1t from our fort AZ
Grand Terre. The city wagered that
Grymes would never return alive but
90 you recall the week he ventured7
The feasting, dancing, the drinking
until the skies rocked, all In our
guests honor!"
Aye, and me-" Johannes beat his
marry chest: II, the bosun, it was. to
whom Captain Jean intrusted the law
yer on the return. By the river we
came, eight armed fellows pulling the
barge and roaring chanties! At every
plantation wharf we stopped, the adj
Vocate breaking bottles of the finest
Vlntages O. Spain and shouting greet
lngs. And on the deck, piled in the
sun, forty thousand dollars in gold
where all might see! Every gentle
mans house from English Turn to the
city gate must be routed out that Mr..
Grymes could gamble against his
hoSts, so that, when our villains
hnally hailed him into town, not a dol
lar did he have left of all his fee
E-oh !-even now they talk Of it! Not
IN all Louisiana such princely hospi
tally as the famous attorney found in
the house Of Lafitte, the pirate!"
"Old man." smiled the leader, 81
never liked that wordl"
Il know. That is all ever held
against you, Jean! / recall the day
you shot Gambia through the heart
for boasting of bit o. blood he let.
You were ever bit finicky for some
O. our fo'cas'le scum, but 1 swear they
loved you, Jean!"
The adventurer looked at the grim
faces about the table. The silent Be
luche, the complacent Dominique, the
hairy bo'sun; and then the slender
elegance of the Count de Almonaster
And to him he spoke gravely.
You are hearing much, young sir
The city sleeping, and these old COM
rades creeping by stealth to greet me
here"
"Pve heard the old tales. I've
dreamed" he laughed slightly.
These are dull days. The gallants of
the town at their ecarte, or projecting
some gentleman's masquerade, or
dancing attendance at the opera.
They boast Of making a little Paris
of New Orleans; but who, Monsieur,
wishes a little Paris after knowing
the big one?"
"Your modesty, sir, Is refreshing
after these town gallants who make
one trip to the Oaks, receive a rapier
tip in the arm, and the rest of their
days deem themselves braves who
have the ladies in a flutter."
Il have been twice abroad" said
Raoul. II saw bit Of pistoling in the
Indies during the blacks revolt. And
there, among shipload of refugees,
met the affair that sobered me-mads
a man of the boy, Monsieur!"
"a woman" smiled Sazarac.
"a child. l fought for her In the
flames of her fathers house. When
lay wounded they sent her away, or
phaned, in the ship captains charge"
He laughed: "That is ala trifle of
adventuring to Jean Lafitte!"
"Bahp' growled Johannes, putting
back his long gray hair: "Women!"
Then, seeing the figure on the bench
that had snored the hour through, he
forthwith kicked this hard couch from
under it. An uncOuth disheveled man
struck the stones, rolled over and
cursed them all.
"Jarvis!" growled. the bo'sun. "He
has seen more than you, Monsieur de
Almonaster, and he has never handled
a pistol in his life!"
"Jarvis?' Sazarac started back.
"You did not tell mer'
"He is utterly drunk. We did not
dare tell him in a public place because
Of his Gathering tongue. Ho, Jarvis
At the drink againw
The profigate staggered up, rub
bling his eyes. "D-n Old rumheads,
mulling away of Barataria days! On
Jean again" He broke off staring:
"Do I dream-still in the liquor"
'It is 1, Jarvis. Come, clear your
eyes!"
Jarvis reeled forth. "Jean, whom
painted at the famous islel Jeanl !"
"Not so loud" grunted Dominique.
81 hear the Waterman wbingwhanging
down the street"
"Jean!" The two friends were
greeting fondly. "Jean! 1 knew you
lived. Jean Of the Petral-my hand
upon him"
"And what have you done with your
genius. lad?"
81 have learned to drink" retorted
Jarvis. "drink and debt. Into jail and
out again. Betimes belabor Domi-
nioue for a dollar. He gives 1t with
fatherly advice, and hales me to Pere
Antoine for reformation. Between the
alderman and the priest 1 am utterly
lost"
"a pity" murmured De Almenaster.
ssThe best families would befriend
him, but he is oftener in the gutter
than elsewhere"
II MThIs week the sensation Is