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STCSBT OF BARD-
Adele la Chesnayne, a bella of New
Prance, is forced Into marriage with
Commlssaire Cassion, henchman of
Governor La. Barre, who Is plotting to
ouBf La Salle and hla garrison from the
frontier Fort St. Louis, on the Illinois
river. Adele had overheard the plotters
aay she had inherited a great fortune
from her father and they had kept it
from ner. La Barre and Cassion learned
of the girl's Knowledge thus the mar
riage and the hurried departure of Cas
eion and a company for Fort St. Louis.
The bride refuses to Bhare sleeping:
quarters with her husband. She has
but one friend, young Rene d'Artigny,
a guide. He is chary of helping her.
Chevet, the girl's uncle, one of the par
ty, is found murdered. A fierce storm
scatters and wrecks the boats. Adele is
rescued by D'Artigny. They learn they
had thought one another guilty of
Chevet's murder. Adele loves her res
cuer. When a woman falls In love
with a man, does It mean that
she Is willing to give herself
body and soul to him if he asks
the sacrifice? Is It love when
a woman discovers In her heart
the willingness to surrender her
self wholly to her lover? Per
haps these questions can best
be answered by our lady read
ers for no man knows the
psychology of femininity. You
will be deeply Interested In $
Adele's dilemma her moral S
struggle as told in this install- S
CHAPTER XIV Continued.
In a way I must have known this
before, yet, not until that moment
did the fact dawn upon me in full
acknowledgment. I sank my head on
my hands, my breath quickened by
surprise, by shame, and felt my cheeks
burn. I loved him, and believed he
loved me. I knew then that all the
happiness of life centered in this one
fact; while between us arose the
ehadow of Cassion, 'my husband. True
I loved him not; true I "was to him
wife only in name, true our marriage
was a thing of shame, yet no less a
fact, no less a barrier. I was a La
Chesnayne to -whom honor was a re
ligion; a Catholic bowing humbly to
the vow of Holy church; a French
woman taught that marriage was a
The knowledge of my love for D'Ar
tigny brought me more fear than
pleasure. I dare not dream, or hope;
I must escape his presence while I
retained moral strength to resist temp
tation. I got to my feet, not knowing
what I could do, yet with a wild con
ception of returning to the beach, and
seeking to And a passage southward.
I would go now along the shore, before
D'Artigny came back, and meet those
returning canoes. In such action lay
my only safety he would find me
gone, would trace me along the sand,
yet before I could be caught, I would
have met the others, and thus escape
the peril of being alone with him
Even as I reached this decision,
something arose in my throat and
hoked me, for my eyes saw just out
side the curve of the shore line a
eanoe emerge from the shadows of the
bluff. I cannot picture the reaction.
the sudden shrinking fear which, in
that instant, mastered me. They were
coming, seeking me; coming to drag
me back into slavery; coming to de
nounce D'Artigny of crime and de
mand his life.
I sank down out of sight, yet my de
cision was made in an instant. It did
not seem to me then as though another
course could be taken. That D'Artigny
was innocent I had no doubt. I loved
him, this I no longer denied to myself;
and I could not possibly betray the
man to the mad vengeance of Cassion.
t e-tu i ,i e
earth concealing me from observation,
at the distant canoe. It was too far
away for me to be certain of its occu
pants, yet I assured myself that In
dians were at the paddles, while three
others, whose dress designated them
as whites, occupied places in the boat
I turned and ran down the bank to
where the fire yet glowed dully in the
hollow, emitting a faint spiral of blue
smoke, dug dirt up with my hands and
covered the coals, until they were com
pletely extinguished. Then I crept back
to the bluff summit and lay down to
The canoe rounded the curve in the
shore and headed straight across
toward where I rested In concealment.
Their course would keep them too far
away from the little strip of sand on
which we had landed to observe the
Imprint of our feet or the pile of wood
D'Artigny had flung down. I observed
this with an intense feeling of relief
as I peered cautiously out from my
I could see now clearly the faces
' of those in the canoe the dark, ex
pressionless countenances of the In
dians,' and the three white men, all
gazing intently at the shore line, as
they swept past, a soldier in the bow,
and Pere Allouez and Cassion at the
stern, the latter standing, gripping the
steering paddle. The sound of his
rasping, disagreeable voice reached me
"This is the spot" he exclaimed,
pointing. "I eaw that headland just
before the storm struck. But there
is no wreck here, no sign of any land
ing. . What is your judgment pere?"
"That further search is useless, mon
sieur," answered the priest "We have
covered the entire coast, and found no
sign of any survivor; no doubt they
were all lost"
" Tis likely true, for there was small
hope for any swimmer in such a sea.
Go on, round the long point yonder,
and if there is no sign there we will
return. 'Tls my thought they were
all drowned, andthere is no need of
our seeking longer. Pull on boys, and
let us finish the job."
They rounded the point the pere
talking earnestly, but the canoe so far
away I could not overhear his words.
Cassion paid small heed to what he
urged, but, at last, angrily bade him
be still, and, after a glance into the
narrow basin beyond, swung the bow
of the canoe about and headed it
southward, the return course further
off shore.. The Indians paddled with
renewed energy and in a few mo
ments they were so far away their
faces were indistinguishable, and I
ventured to sit on the bank, my gaze
still on the vanishing canoe.
So intent was I that I heard no
sound of approaching foosteps, and
knew nothing of D'Artigny's presence
until he spoke.
"What is that yonder a canoe?".
I started, shrinking back, suddenly
realizing what I had done, and the
construction he might place upon my
"Yes," I answered faintly, "it it
is a canoe."
"But it is headed south; it is going
away," he paused, gazing into my
face. "Did it not cpme this far?" -
"Yes, monsieur;' but listen. No, do
not touch me. Perhaps it was . all
wrong, yet I thought it right. I lay
here hidden from view and watched
them; I extinguished the fire so they
could not see the smoke. They came
so near I could hear their voices, and
distinguish their words, yet I let them
"Who were In the canoe?"
"Besides the Indians, Cassion, Pere
Allouez and the soldier Descartes. Do
you realize, monsieur, why I chose to
remain unseen? Wliy I have done
what must seem an unwomanly act?"
"No, madame, yet I cannot deem
your reason an unworthy one yet
wait; could it be fear for my life?"
"It was that, and that only, mon
sieur. The truth came to me In a
flash when I first perceived the canoe
approaching yonder. I felt that hate
rather than love urged Cassion to
make search for us. I feel I have
chosen right, monsieur, and yet I must
trust you to never cause me to regret
that I am the wife of Monsieur Cas
sion." To my surprise his face brightened,
his eyes smiling, as he bowed low
before me. 1
"Your confidence shall not be be
trayed, madame," he said gallantly.
"I pledge you my discretion what
ever circumstances may arise. There
is no cur in the D'Artigny strain, and
I fight my own battles. Some day I
sfiall be face to face with Francois
I Crept Back to the Bluff Summit and
Lay Down to Watch.
Cassion, and if then I fail to strike
home it will be memory of your faith
which restrains my hand. And now I
rejoice that I can make your sacrifice
"In what way, monsieur?"
"In that we are no longer entirely
alone in our wilderness adventure. I
have fortunately brought back with me
a comrade, whose presence will rob
Cassion of some sharpness of tongue
a soldier under Monsieur de la Duran
taye, who has camp below at the por
tage to the Des Plairies. Out yonder
I ran on to him, bearing some message
from Green Bay an odd fellow, but
with a gunnt his shoulder, and a
tongue ,t--" ' l - tell the truth on
t a. cmscivro cc
occasion. Come, madame, there is
naught now you need to fear."
We Decide Our Course.
I accepted 'D'Artigny's outstretched
hand, and permitted him to assist me
down the bank. The new arrival was
just within the edge of the forest
bending over a freshly kindled fire,
barely commencing to blaze, and be
side him on the grass lay a wild fowl,
already plucked of its feathers. So
intent was the fellow at his task, he
did not even lift his head until my
companion hailed him.
"Barbeau, here is the la3y of whom
I spoke the wife of Monsieur Cas
sion." He stood up and made me a salute
as though I were an officer, as odd a
looking little man as ever I had seen,
with a small, peaked face, a mop of
black hair, and a pair of shrewd, hu
morous eyes. His dress was that of
a courier du bois, with no trace of
uniform save the blue forage cap
gripped in one hand, yet he stood stiff
as If on parade. In spite of his strange,
uncouth appearance there was that in
his face which won my favor, and I
held out my hand.
"You are a soldier of France, Mon
sieur d'Artigny tells me."
"Yes, madame, of the Regiment
Carignan-Salllers," he answered.
"I wonder have you served long?
My father was an officer In that com
mand Captain la Chesnayne."
The expression on the man's face
"You the daughter of Captain la
Chesnayne," he exclaimed, the words,
bursting forth uncontrolled, "and mar
ried to Cassion! how can this be?"
"You knew him then my father?"
'"Ay, madame; I was with him at
the Richelieu, r at the village of the
Mohawks; and at Bois le Blanc, where
he died." I am Jacques Barbeau, a
soldier for 20 years; did be not speak
to you of me?"
"I was but a girl when he was
killed, and we seldom met for he was
usually on campaign. Yet what do
you mean by thus expressing surprise
at my marriage to Monsieur Cassion?"
lie hesitated, evidently regretting
his impulsive 'speech, and glancing
from my face into the stern eyes of
"Monsieur, madame, I spoke hastily;
it was not my place."
"That may be true, Barbeau," re
plied the Sieur grimly, "yet the words
have been said, and the lady has a
right to have them explained. Was
there quarrel between her father and
this Francois Cassion?"
"Ay, there was, and bitter, although
I know nothing as to the cause. Cas
sion and La Barre he whom I now
hear is governor of New France
were alike opposed to Captain la Ches
nayne. and but for reports they made
he would have been the colonel. He
struck Cassion in the mess tent, and
they were to 'fight the very morning
the Iroquois met us at Bois le Blanc.
'Twas the talk of the men that the
captain was shot from behind."
"By Cassion?" .
"That I cannot say; yet the bullet
entered behind the ear, for I was first
to reach him. and he had no other
enemy in the Regiment Carignan-Salllers.
The feeling against M. Cas
sion was so strong that he resigned in
a few months. You never heard this?"
I could not answer, but stood silent
with bowed head. . I felt D'Artigny
place his hand on my shoulder.
"The lady did not know," he said
gravely, as though he felt the neces
sity of an explanation. "She was at
school in a convent at Quebec, and no
rumor reached her. She is thankful
to you for what you have said. Bar
beau, and can trust you as her father's
friend and comrade. May I tell him
the truth, madame? The man may
have other information of value."
I looked at the soldier, and his eyes
were grave and honest.
"Yes," I answered, "it can do no
D'Artigny's hand was still on my
shoulder, but his glance did not seek
"There is some low trick here, Bar
beau," he began soberly, "but the de
tails are not clear. Madame has
trusted me as a friend, and confided
all she knows, and I will tell the facts
to you as I understand them. False
reports were made to France regard
ing Captain la Chesnayne. We have
not learned what they were, or who
made them, but they were so serious
that Louis, by royal decree, issued or
der that his estates revert to the
crown. Later La Chesnayne's friends
got the ear of the king, no doubt
through Frontenac, ever loyal to him,
and by royal order the estates were
restored to his ownership. This order
of restoration reached Quebec soon
after . La Barre was appointed gov
ernor, and was never made public. It
was suppressed by someone, and Lasj
Chesnayne was killed three months j
later, without knowing that he had ,
won the favor of the king." . j
"But Cassion knew; he was ever
hand In glove with La Barre."
W have cause to tuspeet so. and
now, after listening to your tale, to
believe that Captain la Chesnayne's
death was part cf a carefully formed
plot. By accident the ' lady here
learned of ' the conspiracy, through
overhearing a conversation, but was
discovered by, La Barre hiding behind
the' curtains of his office. To keep
her quiet she was forced into ' mar
riage with Francois Cassion, and bid
den to accompany him on this journey
to Fort St Louis."
"t see," .'commented Barbeau
shrewdly. "Such marriage would place
the property in their control by law.
Had Cassion sought marriage previ
Ills eyes were upon me as he asked
the question, and I answered him
frankly. ' ..
"He visited often "at the home of
my .uncle, Hugo Chevet, and, while
he never spoke to me directly of mar
riage, I was told he desired me for
his wife, and at the palace he so pre
sented me to Monsieur la Barre."
"On pledge of Chevet no doubt.
Your uncle knew of your fortune."
"No; he supposed me penniless; he
thought it a great honor done me by j
the favorite of the governor's. 'Twas
my belief he expected some reward
for persuading me to' accept the offer."
"And this Chevet what became of
"ne. accompanied us on the journey1,
also upon order of Monsieur la Barre,
who, no doubt, thought he would be
safer in the wilderness than in Que
bec, ne was murdered at St. Ignace."
"Ay, struck down from behind with
a knife. No one knows who did it
but Cassion has charged the crime
against Sieur d'Artigny, and circum
stances are-such he will find it diffi
cult to. prove his Innocence.
The soldier stood silent, evidently
reviewing in his mind all that had
been told him. hij eyes narrowed Into
slits as he gazed thoughtfully at us
"Bah!" he exclaimed at last, "the
riddle is not . so hard to read, al
though, no doubt the trick has been
well played. I know Governor la
Barre, and this Francois Cassion. for
I have served under both, while Mon
sieur la Chesnayne was my captain
and friend.- May I tell you what. In
my judgment, seems best for you to
I glanced at D'Artigny, and his
eyes gave me courage.
"Monsieur, you are a French sol
dier," I answered, "an educated man,
also, and my father's friend. I will
His eyes smiled, and he swept the
earth with his cap.
"Then my plan Is this leave Mon
sieur Cassion to go his way. and let
me be your guide southward. I know
the trails, and the journey is not diffi
cult. M. de la Durantaye is camped
at the portage of the Des Plalnes.
having but a handful of men, to be
sure, yet he Is a gallant officer, and no
enemy to La Salle, although be serves
the governor. He will see justice
done, and give you both safe convoy to
Fort St. Louis. whfre De'Tonty knows
how to protect his officers. Faith! I
would like to see Francois Cassion try
to browbeat that one-armed Italian
twould be one - time he would meet
"Ay. you are right there, my friend.
I have felt the iron hook, and wit
nessed how he wins his way with
white and red. Yet he is no longer In
command at Fort St. Louis; I bring
him orders now from Sieur de la
Salle bidding him not to interfere
with the governor's lieutenants. 'Tis
the Chevalier de Baugls with whom
we must reckon."
"True, he has control, and men
enough, with Cassion's , party, to en
force his order. And he is a hot-head.
conceited, and holding himself a bit
better than others, because he bears
commission in the King's Dragoons
'Tis said that he and "De Tonty have
had many a stiff quarrel since he
enme; but he dare not go too far.
There are good men there ready to
draw sword If It ever come to blows
De Tonty, Bolsrondet, L'Espirance.
De Marie, and the Algonquins camped
on the plain below. They would be
tigers If the Italian spoke the word:
while I doubt not M. de la Durantayr
would throw his influence on the side
of mercy; he has small love for the
captain of dragoons."
I spoke quickly, and before D'Ar
tigny could voice decision.
"We will accept your guidance,
monsieur. It Is the best choice, and
now the only one. for the time Is past
when we can expect the return of
the canoes. Can we not at once begin
It was rin hour later, after we had
eaten, that we left the bluff, and
turned westward into the great woods.
Barbeau led the way, moving along
the bank of a small stream, and I
followed, with D'Artigny close be
hind. As we had nothing to carry,
except the soldier's rifle and blanket
we made rapid progress, and in less
than half an hour we came to the
Indian trail, which led southward
from Green Bay to the headwaters of
the Des Plalnes.
Tt was late In the afternoon of the
second day when we arrived at the
forks of the Chicago river. There was
a drizzle of rain in the air, and never
saw I a morrt desolate spot; a bare,
dreary plain, and away to the east
ward a gllmnse of the lake.
A hut of logs, a mere shack scarcely
fit for shelter, stood on a slight emi
nence, giving -wide view in every di
rection, but it was unoccupied, the
door anr. Rarbeau, In; advance,
stared. at It In surprise, gave utter
ance to an oath, and ran forward to
peer within. Close behind him, I
caught a tclimpse of the Interior, my i
own heart heavy with disappointment.
If this miserable place had been
the headquarters of M. de la Drran
taye, evidently it was so no longer.
Not a vestige of occupancy remained,
save a rotten blanket on the floor, and
a broken bench In one corner. Rude
bunks lined two walls, and a table
hewed from a log stood in the center
of the dirt floor. On this was a paper
pinned to the wood by a broken knife
blade. Barbeau grasped It, and read
the writing,' handing it back to me.
It was a scrawl of a few words, yet
told the whole story. k
- "Francois Cassion, under commis
sion of Governor la Barre, arrived
with party of soldiers and Indians.
At his orders we accompany the force
to Fort St. Louis.
"DE LA DURANTAYE."
"Perhaps It Is as well," commented
D'Artigny lightly. "At least as far as
my good health goes; but 'tis like to
make a hard Journey for you, ma
"Is it far yet until we attain the
"A matter of twenty. five leagues; of
no moment had we a hoat in which to
float downstream, but the trail, as I
remember. Is rough."
"Perchance there may be a boat"
intercepted Barbeau. "Th.re was the
wreck of an Indian vnoe a mile be
low here on the Des FlaineA, lot sc
He Stood Up and Made Me a Salute.
damaged as to be beyond repair, and
here Is a hatchet which we will find
useful." He stooped and picked it up
from under the bench. "One thing is
certain tis useless to remain here;
they have left the place as bare as
a desert. 'Tls my choice that we make
the Des Plalnes before dark."
The Des. Plalnes was a narrow
stream, flowing quietly through pral'
rie land, although bordered along its
shores by a thin fringe of trees. We
moved down along Its eastern bank
for perhaps a half league, when we
came1 to the edge of a swamp and
made camp. D'Artigny built a fire,
and prepared my tent of boughs, while
Barbeau waded out around a point in
search of the wrecked canoe. He
came back just at dusk towing It be
hind him through the shallow water,
and the two men managed to drag it
far enough up the bank to enable the
w'ater to drain out. Later, aided by
a flaming torch, we looked it over, and
decided the canoe could be made to
float again. It required two days'
work, however, before we ventured
to trust ourselves to Its safety.
But the dawn of the third day saw
us afloat on the sluggish current, the
two men plying Improvised paddles
to increase our speed, while I busied
myself in keeping the frail craft free
from water by constant use of a tin
cup. Both men. believed there was peace
in the valley, except for the jealousy
between the white factions at Fort St
Louis, and that the various Algonquin
tribes were living quietly In their-villages
under protection of the Rock.
D'Artigny described what a wonder
ful sight it was, looking down from
the high palisades to the broad mead
ows below, covered with tepees, and
alive with peaceful Indians. He
named the tribes which had gathered
there for protection, trusting In La
Salle, and believing De Tonty their
friend Illlnl, Shawnees, Abenakies,
Miamls, Mohegans -at one time reach
ing a total of twenty thousand souls.
Owing to the leaking of our canoe,
and many difficulties experienced, we
were three days in reaching the spot
where the Illinois and the Fox rivers
loined their waters, and swept for
ward in one broad stream. The tinta
of our arrival at this spot was early to
the afternoon, and. as D'Artigny said
Fort St Louis was situated scarce ten
miles below, our long journey seemed
nearly ended. We anticipated reach
ing there before night, and, In spite
of my fear of the reception awaiting
us, my heart was light with hope and
Do you believe that Madame
Cassion's new friend will be in-
strumental in proving her right
S to her dead father's fortune and
in denouncing and silencing for
ever Cassion and La Barre?
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Up to Her.
Wife "Do you object to my having
two hundred dollars a month spending
money?" Husband "Certainly not, V
you can find it anywhere." Judge.
Bt E. O. SELLERS, Acting Director of
.he Sunday School Course of the Moody
Bible InsUtute. Chicago.)
ICopyrlght, 1918, Western Newspaper Union.)
" LESSON FOR AUGUST 27
JOURNEYING TO JERUSALEM.
LESSON TEXT Acts 20:16-38.
GOLDEN TEXT I commend you to God!
ind to the word of his grace. Acts 20:33.
After his experience in Ephesus Paul
went to Corinth, where, amidst much
sickness and affliction, he cared for
the churches, corrected their wrong
conduct and probably, wrote several of
a's letters and epistles (II Cor. 4:7-11;
11:28; 12:20). From Corinth he jour
neyed by way of Phillip! to Troas
fwhere he preached his famous long
sermon (v. 5-12), that sermon which
had such a tragic result. It is recorded
as a witness to the power of the pray
er of faith and Paul's readiness to
serve in time of need. In his haste to
reach Jerusalem before the Dv of
Pentecost (A. D.58) Paul did not re
turn to Ephesus, but, In order to save
time, he had the elders of that church
meet him at Miletus (See a srood
1. A Great Review (vv. 17-28). Paul's
statesmanship and genius for organi
zation is nowhere more clearly set
forth than here. He had plans for a
great evangelistic campaign of Latin
lands, (Ch. 19:21). Before pursuing
his plan he decided to visit Jerusalem,
carrying with him the collections
which had been systematically taken
up in the various churches "on this
tour (Rom. 15:26; I Cor. 16:1-5; Acts
24:17) and he was accompanied by a
considerable number of pilgrims. (See
v. 4.) It is a good thing to pause occa
sionally and to take stock, to review
our lives and to see what progress we
have made. This Paul did, and to this
Epheslan delegation he enumerates (i)
his character among them (vv. 18-19),
They knew his manner of life, how
that, as a bond servant, and "with all
lowliness of mind," he had served
their church. They also knew that
with tears he had wept over their hard
and Impenitent hearts (v. 31) and all
of this amidst many testings; (2) his
method of work (v.? 20). Paul not
only worked at his trade of tentmak
ing, but found time for the public
proclamation of the gospel and also
house to house visitation. He was
after men, not notoriety. , He was al
ways and ever at It, amidst trials, self
denial and the "lying In wait," (Am. It.
V.) of men; (3) his methods (v. 21).
He had the same message for Jew and
Gentile, "repentance toward God and
faith toward our Lofd Jesus Christ."
Repentance is not for Jews alone. Paul
shrank not from declaring all that vyas
profitable for their encouragement, re
proof, warning, help, training in serv
ice and hard study. He had taught
them publicly In classes, and had vis
ited them from house to house and had
invited them to his own home. Paul's
aim, as is the teacher's aim, was to
make all people patriotic citizens ol
the kingdom of heaven while on earth,
that they might fight the good fight oi
faith against all evils, even the prln
cipalities and powers of evil.
It was a great undertaking, and he
knew not what might "befall him, but
he did know that bonds and affliction
awaited him ; however, none of these
things could move him from his pur
He "counted not his life as dear unto
himself" If so be he might hold ou1
until the end and accomplish his
course and ministry. This epoch-making
journey, one of the greatest in his
tory, suggests In many points oui
Savior's last journey towards that
same city (Luke 9:51). Like his mas
ter, Paul knew that ahead of him were
trials, but he also knew that God was
leading him in obedience to the Spir
it's guidance, though It was over the
protests of his friends.
II. A Great Charge (vv. 28-38). It Is
a great experience when one can de
clare himself pure from the blood oi
all men (v. 26), and that he has not
shrunk from declaring the whole coun
sel of God. Such conduct always
brings an obligation upon those who
know and hear such men, viz., that
it should be emulated. These elders
were to return to the church at Ephe
sus, not to be servants of themselves
but to feed the church of God (v. 28).
Paul knew, as a prophet what -would
be in store for them (vv. 29-30). Th
fore he exhorts them to watch,
warns them how by his own handThe
had supported himself and had lived a
righteous life among them (v. 34).
We have here rescued from oblivion
a new saying of our Lord Jesus
Christ, "It is more blessed to give than
to receive," one not found In the gos
pels. It is this giving which produces a
higher quality of happiness and a more
It , is the blessedness of Christ, of
hean, and of the Christian religion.
It Is also the blessedness that en
dvres. I'aul then poured forth his prayer
nn thir behalf (vv. 36-39).
Blessed Is the Sunday-school class
and the church which has such a
teacher and such a leader.
These friends sensed the significance
of this final separation from Paul (v.
38). and their greater sorrow seemed
to be to miss his personality than to
lose the help of his teaching.
No teacher's influence ex'- -charaefpr