The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1923-07-20
CHAPTER vlI-continued.

The old dogs laughed the harder.
Rough shaggy fellows In shirts of
faded green and blue, barefooted for
the most, filthy muskrat traps dangling
at their belts where once they had
worn cutlass and pistol before the
Presidents pardon
Nothing of sedition," answered Bo-
hon. Few of us dare go to the city
even now. There is always a peg on
which to hang one, of Lafitfe's men,
Let sheep be stolen up in the north
I parishes. en-, 81, once ine Baratarians
are charged with It'll"
Come" said the chief. 1.-THE older
of you with Bohon on his lugger. The
others to their camps. Not a man of
you shall lift hand against the law for
me. If you can serve me further you
shall be summoned. Come-Rigol Black
Mike-Nez Coupe. We shall talk to
the deserters first"
They made way for him to the beach.
Old Rigo was laughing softly:
"Old days are comet Jean--and at
once. fair enterprise woman
and shipl And down at the old isle
where Yankees burned our fort, have
pumpkins growing-beautiful yellow
pumpkins Eth, bien Perhaps we shall
see another color o. gold among my
pumpkins, WI Jean among us once
more !"
Six men to a side the lugger crept
down the mirrored bayou to where 1t
opened to a shallow lake red in the
@Io
the whispering swampers scattered to
their plrogues. Fast and wide the
word would go through watery forest
aisles and into the grass jungles of
Barataria. Never a customs boat could |
leave the city but that keen eyes noted. |
and padding couriers spread the warn
ing far 10 the most secluded cheniere |
of the deep swamp.
look you" growled the steersman,
Bohon, TO Joe Rigo, "the old fellows
gathering like buzzards, furnishing up
rusty dirks and smelling venture on the
very wind that brought Jean to US.
Name o. Cd IL am young again !"
Bohon glanced at the first stars
Eastward dim smudge showed on the
grassy bayou margin. "John Kelly win
be there-and Mariana, the Manilaman.
And others, Captain. There will be
drinking, for three casks of wine went
from the Algiers dock along with the
arms. And the English lads, Captain
you will not have them delivered to the
consul 2"
did you ever know" laughed Jean,
"of me kicking back any man to the
press gangs-white. yellow, brown or
ever reached the swamp"
''Do you remember when our men
went recruiting to the Acadian dances
and shook their gold before the coun-
try youth--a speech, a song a revel-
hat would carry every restless spirit
IF the parishes back to our fort to
serve you, Jean?"
There was shout In the starlight.
TO the lugger's side swept half
iozen canoes. Old whiskered fellows
would noa be denied-theye clambered
'ver the gunwales. and stood roaring
heir welcome to the one-tfme dictator
Il the Baratarla coast. torch
,ieamed among the palmettos as Bo-
IONS men slid the anchor to the mud !
Then they crowded aboard to shout. to !
hake his hand. amazed that he lived. i
ager to hear of the lost leader. :
But Bohon led the way ashore The {
ne-time privateers trooped behind the a
uides to another pslm-thatched ramp Z
nder which were stored the stolen c
line casks. the boxes of ammunition
nd scattered muskets. The English ],
eserters, red-eyed. Keeling from drink. r
,oked upon the party with suspicious G