The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1923-07-27
CHAPTER vlII-contInued.

pursue save one OF the steamboats,
and by the time the uproar goes that
far-Bien what Of it7"
"A shot from an eighteen-pounder
and the teakettle will hesitate,
growled Gorgio. "All is ready-wait-
ing Monsieur de Almonaster's word
for the river signal"
The swarthy-skinned marketmen
laughed; their rowing glances went
from the idle croons at the stalls to
the load of cabbages under which
there protruded one rusty cutlass hilt
which Gorgio now frowningly pushed
back. Then he was on with his dron-
ing cry about the dark streets of the
vieux Care.
Meantime, at the Ball d'Orleans, the
fun was rising fast The door, the
deep-set windows, the low galleries
about the hall. were filed with on
lockers; while to the strains Of a
waltz from Les Amours du Diable
sensuous women and f1ery-temperrd
men whirled In giddy mazes. Frowned
on by the aristocracy, and taboo with
the naughty ladies of the Vieux Care,
yet few there were Of the young FASH
ionables who would not steal, now and
then, to the revel There arose the
quarrels that led to the duellos out
under the Oaks; there, on an instant,
the scene might change from laughing,
and men rush together in ARRAY; or
two Of the hot-tempered dons of the
old Spanish or French regime. or some
restless Kentuckians, down-rlyer,
would exhange the cards that meant
rapiers or pistols at sunrise.
The young Count de Almonaster was
In a chatting coterie at the vestibule.
The town had been agog With this
story about him today.
"Ho, Raoul I" cried De Marigny,
where is your new house guest?"
"Yes-Raoul, the proud. entertain
ing this gallant Saz-a-rac Better you
had counted the family silver ere you
put him to bed They say Lafitte put
out from your hospitality to the Bara-
taria swamps-and at once lady dis
appears from her hotel 7"
81 am just back from a search my
self. 1t was a shabby trick, but"
The laughing gallants crowded
nearer. 'Lafitte turns up, and at once
Louisiana is in an uproarl The Brit
ish consul fumes, and Colonel Carr
denounces. His lady may well be in
the tropics within week -
"Bahi' shouted the Chevelier de
Montrieul, there is Alderman Don't
nique who was once buccaneer him
self I say, we are unworthy gal
lants Under the Spanish governors
we would all be out seeking to res
cue the lady ourselves, rather than
leave such romance to the authori-
ties"
De Marigny twigged Raoul's laced
cuff: "Come, we have new beauty.
I shall introduce you for one of the
new contre-danses Anglais."
T," retorted Raoul reservedly, do
not dance here. as you know"
"Why so haughty7 A round. and
we are all off to the Seraphine"
Raoul started. This would never
do; the conspirators must seize the |
clipper before the party assembled on |
her decks. He was relieved to see
Captain Bossiere-already chosen to
command-come on smiling, waving
hand to the merrymakers.
"Messieursl Is it not enough here? |
We shall make long night on the
Seraphine and discuss affairs. All, |
Monsieur Dominique l am glad yon
are with us And Monsieur de Almon-
aster, who has been won over at last
to support the Napoleon expedition !"
Many curious and admiring eyes.
indeed, were leveled on the tall.
bronzed young man who followed to
the bar. Old Dominique winked again
at him. A buzz Of talk ran around |
these two who surely must
now something about Lafitte which
they chose not to disclose to the au-
horitles.
De Marigny shouted good-humoredly
o Raoul:
I'VE are discussing the flag, Mon
ieurl A flag for the Seraphinel La
Barre insists it will not be good taste
o fly the American colors now, with
england and the United States at
,eace. Under what flag, Captain Bos-
iere, do we put to sea y
Good Captain Bossiere pulled his
vhiskers aud beamed on the laughing
ATLANTIS. THAT is to be settled. Also,
onight, who is to be second in COM
nand"
'And third !"
"And fourth 7"
"And," bawled another youth, II
rust to be at least midshipman !"
The flushed and merry Creole blades
,athered closer The costliest cham
'agnes were spilling over bar and
ables. Under the glitter of the crys-
al lamps, where the press was deep
st, Captain Bossiere perspired and
RED in vain, to address them. From
his laughing melee Dominique, the
iderman, velvet-clad and rotund,
ound way and came to De Alnonas-
er's side.
"And tonight" he muttered, II want
er about, respectable official of the
ity--and the sea is calling. AS to