The Carbon County news. [volume] (Red Lodge, Mont.) 1924-1931, 1931-01-29

that is taken; and down in New
York country Sir William Johnson
counts out English money for hui
man hair, while the French-and
you know ii, Henri are paying a
hundred crowns apiece for white
scalpS as well as red. It's hair the
Indians are bringing in instead o.
fur. And here you sit like couple
of foolish doves with young one
in the nest, your scalps worth
fifty pounds apiece. your windows
open, your door unlocked, your
senses gone"
Catherine rose from her seat and
came around to her brother so that
she stood behind him with her arms
about his shoulders. "Hepsibah,
we know this you have told us is
true" she said, pressing her cheek
against his face. "There is ter
rible murder along the frontiers
from which you have come, and
that is why Henri has brought
Jeems and me into this country of
his where are only peace and
friendship and no thought of the
hideous killings and ugly trafiick-
ings you speak about. You have
argued against yourself, Brother,
for it is you who should move out
of strife and danger and come to
live with u.s.
Together we will have a para.
disc here urged Henri.
"And I will find you a wife, add
ed Catherine "a wife who will
love you greatly, and until you
have children of your own we will
give Won half of Jeems."
Hepsibah rose gently out of her
arms.
For Jeems you should change
your home to a place where there
is a schoolmaster and more for him
TO learn he said, catching DIES
perately at a last argument where
all others had failed.
''In all of New France and the
English colonies there is no better
teacher than our Catherine" an
swered Henri proudly. IN English
and French she has given to Jeems
more than he could ever have
learned in your town of Albany
or our college in Quebec; for there,
in one place, he would have been
English, and in the other, French.
while here he is both, like his ia
Their and mother. and will never
strike at either of the two bloods
that are in his veins"
"Of that am sure" agreed Cath
crime. 81 pray God my Jeems will
never be fighting man."
When Hensibah went to his cot
in the loft, he stood for a moment
with his lighted candle beside
Jeems' bed where the boy lay
sleeping with the cloth of velvet
close to his hands. smile on his
lips. Looking down on him Hepsi.
bah thought of Henri Bulain's last
words and his sisters prayer. and
his lips moved whisperingly to him.
self, "They can't keep it from you
lad-hope nor prayer nor all their
faith. It's coming. and when il
comes you'll strike and strike hard
and it's then you'll be what you're
bound t'be. Jeems-a fighting man 7
GATHERINGS breakfast was on the
table with the break of sunrise
and Jeems was even ahead of that
helping his father with the chores
The OK was fed and the cart ready
for a days rough travel before his
Uncle Hepsbah came down from
his sleep. Talk of war and mas
sacre and death had left no shadow
in GATHERINGS heart, and Hepsibal
could hear her singing. The sOunf
of her voice made him pause an(
face the south. His wide shoulders
twitched. and he marked the swell
ing and dips of the tilnbered soil
tudes of Forbidden valley, and saw
where the Mohawks would enter i
and where they would come out i
his prediction and his fears came
true. With the SILVER still in hi'
blood, he turned and found Ode
standing close behind him, alst
facing the stiffness and mystery O.
the valley, his nose shifting the air
and his eyes-as the mans hat
been moment before-filled will
q steadiness and tenseness of lool
which had in it a somber and voice
less foreboding.
At the touch of Hepsibah's hant
the strain seemed to leave Odd
body.
It'll bear watching day ant
night but specially in that hour o
. darkness which comes just befor'
the crack O. dawn. Not now, blu
soon !"
When Jeems went ahead of hi
father and uncle to Lussan's place
, he did not burden himself with I'm
, necessary habiliments of eithe
peace or war. He wore his oil,
suit of brown homespun cloth, wit
Indian-made moccasins and leg
gings of doeskin, and on his hea,
was frontiersman's cap with al
eagle feather in it. From unde
this cap his blond hair fell with it
ends touching his shoulders. an
with only his bow for weapon hi
slim young body was free an
buoyant and much handsomer thai
, it had been the previous day wit
, its carefully chosen raiment an
warlike accoutrements.
: He was filed with exultatiol
, mingled with a determined eager
| ness. He knew we would fight i
Paul Tache was at Lussans place
and what was going to happen i
that fight was as definitely fixe
2 in his mind. He was on his way t
, | elevate himself to SuDreme height