White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1926-09-03


an Eat law wat nevaire slept de-
mand re. man in ze loft. So, Du
Bots. who ave give his word of honor
to save his frien'. mus be murderer
If he. keep it, If he let his frien' go
free. An So" he added pensively.
che is try for sure to kill two men.
He is all bot succeed-w'en someone
speak and Du Bots mus obey. In Eat
great fight 6. gun go off an shoot re
poor lad In re loft, so Eat Du Bots
mus bring him at las to Eat civiliza-
ton wat treat him so hard-to save
his life."
Here the spellbound listeners
stirred, but Du Bots went steadily on.
you recall zis, Pere Tenau?" he
asked, holding up the pamphlet which
he had laboriously extracted from the
precious package with one hand.
The priest nodded.
$50. It is of great interes'. All
about thumb print. ia my own an
i get re boys. One day at dusk / sit
at my dor an look at this locket W at
my frien' gave me for safe-keeping-
locket, wat lie open on his breast Eat
fateful night, wat someone look at,
it would seem. Mark you, my frien's.
Always had notice something on in
side of id-faint an fine, small tracks
all ronnin' round lax fox, YER fine
dark, LAX rust or maybe blod. One
might breathe on it an VOLTA! ron
for OIL glass-an' see thumb print.
Attended,. In Eat great fight before my
cabin, someone strike bloody han
against re wall. I bring Eat chip wat
hop thumb print! Re one on re
locket, open on Eat night of murder,
and re one on re chip-zey are re
same. Stop Eat man, M'sieurs!"
For Hargrave had fallen back little
by little among the staring crowd, and
was now leaping wildly away in flight.
1t was CHASTITY caricature of the
suave and polished man of the world
who presently came back among his
captors, and poured out the confession
of his guilt.
In the surging excitement of this
astounding thing, amid the transports
of the Blakes above the limp form of
their beloved, Airline Du Bots backed
away to his canoe, his knife still
ready. He stepped in and picked up
his paddle, and then, as the factor
sought for him above the moving
crowd, he waved hand, and, dipping
deep, shot his frail craft far out to the
rivers breast.
"Adieu, my frieu's," he called. "Du
Bots will dance no more at Fort st.
Anne"
| 1t was early twilight on the GU
/ Appelle. Great washes of color, flame
gorgeous, sprayed the sky above the
forest. The river ran pale in the
creeping shades. In Du Bots cabin
shadows crept from the corners and
gathered round the man who sat in a
chair beside the empty table, one
great arm stretched listlessly along
its edge, his head sunk on his breast.
There was no friend for him to COM
fort, no kindly task to do. There was
not even locket in his breast to look
at in the white rapture Of his love.
Life, that had ever been SO gay for
Airline Du Bots, had gone gray as the
ashes of long dead fire. Nevermore
could he play at his careless game of
hearts. He had beheld the gates of
Paradise. and earth was cold in shad-
lows. So he sat in the creeping dusk,
his arm along the table-and he did
not hear the light plash Of paddles,
the Bleaching Of small canoe. He
heard nothing save a woman's flashing
voice. saw only blue eyes flaming with
Icontempt.
Presently there came to his door
step the faint sound of feet. A slen-
der form hesitated against the laven.
der glow without. A low voice said
very softly, Monsieur Du Bois."
AS in a dream he leaned forward.
peering, unbelieving. His hand still
Hay supine on the tables edge. Then
Mora Blake held out her arms and
There was the sound of tears In her
trembling voice.
"Artine,' she said, "Artine Du Bots
have come back to you-because-1
know 1t now-I am your mattel"
| Du Bots Strengthened. He leaped to
This feet, his great arms spread wide
to fold the girl against his heart. Then
humility fell upon him, and he went
slowly down before her to lift hel
garments hem and lay his lips against
her dress.
"But-my past?" he asked diff
IDENTIFY.
What does the past matter wher
we have our great love?" she asked
tenderly, land little Marcelle has tolt
me of your tenderness and strength
am content"
She gathered the black head agains