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L &apos;ellll, yell I:llO%V. Is a very alnll,ing f .; away from tim river house if po.nsil)le. low." So she nmnaged to keep him occupi,'d Reue brought forlh the letter of eating pic, sipping watered claret and fore Father Beret's face. Roussillml brought in a lamp. 'l'hel "Maybe yon think I haven't any let- he hurriedly stretched his cap from tim ter for M'sieu' Itous.illon," he blurh.d, floor beside him and got up to go. 1 "and m'lybe you are qulie cerhtiu lhat "Come and look at my handiwork." N VINCENNES **nototo,,o,o,k, Alice quickly said; "nly simlf of pi,,,, : letter." I mean." She led him to the pantry. "M. Roussillon is absent, yon know." where a dozen or more of the cherry Father Beret suggested. $'But cherry paten were ranged in order. "l mad(, ---... . :OIPSO ! pies are just as OOd while i|(''s g(Hle every One of them this m0rnlng I|lld as when he's at home, and I happen lo baked them; had them all out of the --i know that there are some parllcuhlrly oven before the rain came up. Don',: ?r,bt, I,,by P delicious ones in the pantry of Mm,' you think me a wonder of cleverness Roussillon. Mlle. Alice gave me a and industry? Father Beret was polll(, !:'* ...... Juicy sample, but then I dare say you enough to fl'atter me; but you--you just SYNOPSIS. q became their implement of al do not care to have your pie served by eat what you want and say nothing] OHAPTER I--Alioe nd Jean Rous- sillon are w,dts adopted by Gaspard Roussiion, a French settler at Vincen- nes, Father Beret m the parish priest. CHAPTER II. , LEvTEn FUO AFAm LTHOUGH Father Beret wa. for many years a Inlssiontlry on the Wabash. most of 1he time at VIntmnes, the f:ct that up mention of him can be fonnd in tile records Is not stranger than many other things eonnechl with th,, phi town's history. I-Is was, like nearly tdl tim men of his calling In that day. s self effacing and modest hero, ap- parently quite unaware, that he de- imrved attention. He and Father Glbault, whose name is so beautifully and nobly connected with the stirriug achievements of Colonel George Rogers {)lark, were close friends and often companions. Probably Father Gibaut llimself, whose fame will never fade. would have been today as obscure a. Father Beret but for the opportunl liven him by Clark to fix his name h, the list of heroic patriots who assisted in winning the great northwest from l the English. Vincennes, even in e earliest day of Its history, somehow kept up corn munication and, considering the ell'- cumstances, close relations with New Orleans, It was much nearer Detroit. but the Louisiana colony stood next to France In the imagination and longhl:. of priests, voyageurs, coureurs de bols and reckless adventurers who ha(; Ixltin blood in their veins. Fathe Beret first came to Vincennes fl'on: New Orleans, the voyage up the Missis slppl, Ohio nd Wabash la a piregu,' lasting through a whole summer awl far into the autumn. Shire his arl'lv: the post had experletwed many vlels:,: tudes, and at the time In which (m story opens the British governmeu: claimed right of donlinlon over lb, lTeat territory drained by the Wabas': and, indeed, over a large, indeflnlt(qy nutlined part of the North Amerle:m continent lying above Mexico, a ehthn Just then being vigorously questioned. flintlock in hand, by the Anglo-Ameri- can colonies, Of course the handful of French peo pie at Vlneemms, so far away fl'on every center of information ant; *'Here, $ a Setter ]or you, ]uther." wholly occupied with their tradin;.: trapping and missimmry work, wc lte finding out that war existed b, tween England and her colonies. N(. did it really matter nluch with thel: one way or another. They felt sect:;" tn their lonely sltualion, and so we:'. on selling their trinkets, weapons, d, mestlc implements, blankets and J: toxlcatlng liquors to the Indians, wire: they lmld bound to them with allOW, never possessed by any other wire dwellers in the wilderness. Fathe Beret was probably subordiuate L Father Glbault. At all events the la' ter appears to have had nominal charg. of Vincennes, and it can scarcely bf doubted that he left Father Beret , the Wabash while he went to live and labor for a time at Kaskaslda, beyond the plains of Illinois. It is a curious fact that religion an(: the power of rum and brandy workout together successfully for a long tlm tn giving the French posts almost al, solute influence over the wild and sav age men by whom they were alway surrounded. The good priests deprc c, lel the traffic in lhtuors and trle. hal'd to control it, lint sohliers of re: tune and reckless traders were in i1) majority, their interests taking l}recec; ence of all spiritual dtn}lnds and C*t tying eVl'ythhlg alollg. What coal the hr-/ve nlissiouaries do but make tl;,, ver.v ",.t of a perilous situation? Bill if the effect of rum as a box- el'age If:HI strong alhlrenient II01" lh whJte nltln, it lnad(! un absolute slav Of Ill(' ]l}tlittlt. who n?v+'r hesitated l'<J U ltlOl:ltqlt to tlll{l'l't;ti.t' ;lily l;t.4k. IX nlHllPr l:t)W h;LI'd, boar Hlly I}:'i-,'ati:)li even Ill{.' lqt).qt l,l'ri])]?, or hi'live 2LI}) danger. litllough it nllght (1;ll!,'li| rerkless d,ml)eralio:l, if ill th': end : well filled botle or Jug app(mred a hi' reward. Of course the traders did not over k)ok Sllch q ,:t',rco of I)owe,' Alcoholi' CASH OR CREDIT FOR TI-IANKSGIVING , Two more Weeks--then Thanksgiving. Here s one of the many" new tables we have for those whose dining room yet lacks that important piece. A massive ta= ble built of fsne qtrartered oak, elegantly pol= most magical work In controlling the lives, labors and resources of the In- dians. The priests, with their captivat- Ing story of the cross, had a large in- fluence in softening savage natures and averting many an awful danger. but, when everything else failed, ruin always came to the rescue of a threat- ened French post. We need not wonder, then, when we are told that Father Beret made no sign of distress or disapproval upon being informed of the arrival of . boat loaded with rum, brandy or gin It was Rene de Ronville who brough the news, the sanle Itene already men. tloned as having given the priest a plate of squirrels. Ite was slltiug on the doorsill of Father Beret's hu; when the old man reached it after his visit at the Roussillon home and held in his hand a letter which he appeared proud to deliver. "A batteau and seven men wlth  cargo of liquor came during the r:tln,' he said, rising and taking off Ills ('u floss cap, whlcll, made of an anhnal': khl, had a tail Jauntily dangling froln {ts crown tip, "and here is a letter for you, father. The batteau is from New Orleans. Eight men started with It. but one went ashore to hunt and was killed by an Indian." Father Beret took the letter without apparent interest aud said: "Thank you, my son, sit down again; the door log is not wetter than the stools inside; I will sit by you." The wind had driven a flood of i'.i into the cabin through the open do," and water twinkled in puddles her nd there on the floor's puneheol: They sat down side by side, F:tthe: Beret fingering the letter in an al)s, minded way. "There'll be a Jolly ffme of it tonight." Rene de Ronville remarked; "a roaring ttme." "Wily do you say that, my son?" tll' priest demanded. "The wine and the liquor,'" was tlw reply. "Much drinking will be done. The men have all beeu dry here fm some time, you know, and are .v. thirsty as sand. They are makin:' ready to enjoy themselves down at the river house." "Ah, the poor souls!" sighed Fathe Beret, speaking an one whose thoughl:: were wandering far away. "Why don't you read your letter. Father?" Rene added. The priest started, turned the solle,! square of paper over in his hand, then thrust it hlside his robe. "It Call wait," he said. Then, than:: lag his voice: "The squirrels you gay,. tile were excellent, nly son. It wa.: good of you to think of me," he added laying his hand on Rene's arm. "Oh, l'm glad if I have pleased yml. Father Beret, for you are so kind t, me always, and to everybody. When killed! the squirrels I said to mysei;. 'These are young, Juicy and tender Father Beret must have these,' so brought them along." The young man roe to go, for he was somehow impressed that Fath-r Beret must wish opportunity to rein, his letter and would prefer to be left alone with it. But the priest pullefi him down agahL "Stay awhile," he said, "I have not had a talk with you for some time." Rene looked a trifle uneasy. "You will not drink any tonight, my son," Father Beret added. "You mils: not. Do you hear?" The young laau's eyes and mouth l once began to have a sullen exl)ro', siou. Evidently he was not pleased aml felt rebellious, hut it was hard for him to resist Father Beret, whom he loved. s did every soul in the post. The priest's voice was sweet and gentle, yet positive to a degree. Rene did m,t say a word. 'Prolnlse me that you will not tall,, liquor this night," Father Beret went on, grasping the young man's nriB firmly. "Promise me, lily son; promi, ' me." Still Rene was slhmt. The men did not look "it each other, but gazed away across the country beyond the Waba d to where a glory from the western su.t flamed on the uPl)er rinl of a great cloud fragment creeping ahmg the hori- zon. "Ell bten, I must go," said Rene l)re. ently, getting to his feet nlmhly zzl evading Father Beret's hand, whiA would have held him. "Not to the river house, my son?" said the priest appealingly. "No, not there. I have another lett,'r: one for M'slcu' ltoussllhm. It came by the boat too. I go to give it to .Mira, her hand. It would Interfere wltb roar appetite. Ell, my son?" Rene turned short about, waggin:" his head and laughing, and so with his back to the priest he strode away along the wet path leading to the RoussllI()i) place. Father Beret gazed after him, lib' face relaxing to a serious expresslol in which a trace of sadness and gloom spread like an elusive twilight, lh, took out his letter, but did not glance at It, simply holding it tightly gripped in his sinewy right hand. Then his old eyes stared vacantly, as eyes do when their sight ts cast back many. many years into the past. The mis- sive was from heyond the sea--he knew the handwrlting--a waft of lho flowers of Avignon seemed to rise )u of it, as if hy the pressure of bi grasp. A stoop shouldered, burly nnm w,n: by, leading a pair of goats, a kid foi- lowing. He was nlakhig haste excliod ly, keeping the goats at a lively trot. "Boll lear, Pere Beret," hi. flui! lut breezily, and walked rapidly on. "Ah, ah; his mind is busy wi h th,, :tewly arrived cargo," thought tile old )rlest, returning the sahltation. "Ill: throat aches for lhluor--the poor man" Then lie read again the letter's super scrtptlon and nlade a faltering move ;iq if to break the seal. lIIs lland.: Irev:- bled violently, his face looked gr:,:,' and drawn. "Come on. you brutes." cried lhe r-- ceding alan, Jerking the thongs el' s!.:!u by wlllch he led the goats. Father Beret rose and turlu,d l:,l,) his danlp little lint, whe,'e lho llgh was dim on the crucifix hang]ig ': aoslte the door against the the dnbed wall. It was a bare, unsightly, clammy room A rude bed on one side, shelf for table and two or three wooden stools constituting the furni- ture, while the uneven puncheons of the floor wabbled and clattered under the priest's feet. It had been many years since a letter from home had come to Father Betel. The last before the one now hi hnnd had made him ill of nostalgia, fairly J[.mklng his iron determination never to quit for a moment his life work as '1 missionary. Ever since that day lie: had found It harder to meet the many and stern demands of a most diffieull and exacHng duty. Now the mere touch of the paper in his hand gay,' him a sense of returning weakness. dissatisfaction and longing. The home of his boyhood, the rushing of the Rhone, a seat in a shady nook of tP.e garden, Madeline, his sister, prattlin,: beside him and his mother singing somewhere about the house--it all eame back and went over him and through him, making his heart sink strangely, while another voice, the sweetest ever heard--but she was ln'- effable and her memory a forbidden fragrance. Father Beret tottered across the fox'- Iorn little room and knelt before th.- crucifix, holding his clasped ha:l high, the letter pressed between them. His lips moved In prayer, but made no sound; his whole frame shook vie lently. It would be unpardonable desecra- tion to enter the chamber of Father Beret's soul and look upon his sacred and secret trouble, nor must we eve speculate as to its particulars. The good old man writhed and wrestled before the cross for a long time, unH at last he seemed to receive the calm ness and strength he prayed for so fervently. Then he rose, tore the let- ter Into pieces so small that not :l word remained whole and squeez(.I them so flrully together that they wer,, compressed into a tiny, solid bat! which he let fall through a crack i)e ween the floor puncheons. After wai ing txenty years for that letter, hun gry as his heart was, he did not eve,, open it when at last it arrived. He would never know what message t bore. The link between him and lho old sweet days was broken 'forever. Now, with God's help, he could do hi. work to the end. He went and stood in the doorway. leaning against the side. Lie looked toward the "river house," aa the in habitants had named a large shanty which stood on the bluff of the Wabash not far from where the road brldg(' at present crosses, and saw men gath erlng there. Meantime Rene de Ronvllle had xh,- llvered Mine. Roussillon's letter wllh due promptness. Of course such : service demanded pie and claret. What still better pleased hlm, Alice chose l- Rousslllon." Rene de Ronvtlle was a dark, wealh stained young fellow, neither tall a:,' short, wearhlg bucksldn moccasim. trousers and tunic. Itis eyes were da'k brown, keen, quick nloving, set well under heavy brows. A razor had l)l',, ably never touched his face, and hi: thin, curly beard crinkled over hi: strong/y tnrned cheeks and ehhl, whli his mustaches sprang out quite flerc,ly above his full llDped, ahnost sensual be more amiable than was usually he- r custom when he called. They sat to- gether in the main room of the house, where M. Roussll]on kept his books, hi: curiosities of Indian manufacture col. leered he'e and there, and his surplu firearms, swords, pistols and knives. ranged not unpleasingly around the' walls. Of course, along with the letter, Itene bore the news, so interesting to hhn- self, of the boat's tempting cargo Just mouth. He looked wiry and active. man not to be lightly reckoned with a trlnl of bodily strength and will power. Father Beret's face and voice chang- ed on the Instant. He laughed dryly and said, with a sly gleam in his eyes: "You could spend the evening pleas- antly with Mine. Rousullon and Jem. a discharged at the river house. Altce in undc'stood her friend's danger--felt it in the intense enthusiasm of his voice and manner. She had once seen the men carousing on a similar occasl(:l when she was but a child, and the h;- presslon then made still remained I. her memory. Instinctively she reseh'o:  to hole] l{ene_by one means or anotk'. You are not pollte, M. Rene de Ron- vllle." "I've been showing you what . thought of your goodies," said Rene "Eating's better than talking, you know, so I'll just take one nlore," and he helped himself. "Isn't that compli- ment enough?" "A few such would make me another hot day's work," she replied, htughing. "Pretty talk would be cimaper and more satisfactory in the long run. Even the flour in these pates 1 ground with my own hand ill an hldian mor- tar. That was hard work too." By this time Rene had forgotten the river house and the liquor. With sof- tening eyes he gazed at Alice's rounded cheeks and sheeny hair, over which the light from the curious e'trthen lamp he bore in her hand flickered most ef- fectively. He loved her madly, but his fear of her was ulore powerful thai, him love. She gave him no opportunity to speak what he felt, having ever ready a quick, brigllt change of mood and manner when she saw him plucking up courage to address her in a sentinlental way. Their relations had Imlg been immewhat familiar, which was but nat-I urdl, considering their youth and the circumstances of their daily life, but Alice somehow had kept a certain dis lance open between them, so that very warm friendship could not suddenly re- solve itself into a troublesome passion on Rene's part. We need not attempt to analyze young girl's feelings and motives m such a case. What she does and wha she thinks are mysteries even to h'., own understanding. The Influence me' potent In shaping the rudimental': character of AII Tarleton (called Rotmslllon) had been only such as a lonely frontier post could generate. Her associations with men and wonlel had, with few exceptions, been unprof Itable In an educational way, while her reading In M. Rousslllon's little library could not have given her any practical knowledge of manners and life. Her affection for Rene was interfered with by her large admiration for the heroic, masterful and magnetic knighl who charged through the ronlances o. the Roussillon collection. For althougi: Rene was unquestionably brave and more than passably handsome, he had no armor, no war horse, no silinin lance and embossed shle/d--the differ. ence, indeed, was great. Perhaps it was the light and heat of Imagination shining out through Alice', face which gave her beauty such a f:s einating power. Irene saw it and fel: Its electrical stroke send a sweet shlvel through his heart while he stood befor, her. "You are very beautiful tonight Alice," he presently said, with a sud- denness which took even her alertne: by surprise. A flush rose to him darl. face and immediately.gave way to : grayish pllor. His heart came nero stopping on the instant, he was se shocked by his own daring, but he lal a hand on her hir, stroking it softly. ffust a moment she was at a loss looking a trifle embarrssed; then with a merry laugh, she stepped asid, and sld: "That sounds better, M. Rene d, Ronvllle; much better. You will be w polite as Fther Beret fter a little mare training." She sllpped past him while speak ing and made her way back again t the rein room, whence she called , him: "Come here. I've something to show you." 1We obeyed, a sheepish trace on hi, eountennce betraying his self con sclousness. When he came near Aliee, she wa taking from Its buckhorn hook on the wall a rapier, one of a beautiful pal,' hanging side by side. "Papa Roussillon gave me these," sli,. said, with great animation. "Ie boughl them of an Indian who had kept ttiem a long time. Where he came acro,:  them he would not tell. But look, how beautiful! Did you ever see anylhing so fine?" Guard and hilt were of silver; tht, blade, although somewhat corroded, still showed the fine, wavy llile' ot Damascus steel and traces of delicate engraving, while in the end of ,the. hilt was set a large oval turquoise. "A very queer present to give a girl," said Rene. "What can you do with them?" A captivating flash of playfulnes: came into her face and she sprang backward, giving the sword a semi- circular turn with her wrist. Tlw blade sent forth a keen hiss as it ca! the air close, very close to Rene's nose. He Jerked his head and flung up his hand. She laughed merrily, standing beautl. fully poised before him, the rapier':, point slightly elevated. Her short sklrl left her feet and ankles free to show their graceful proportions and the per feet pose in which they held her supph body. "You see what I can do with tb colechemarde, eh, M. Rene de Ron. vil/e!" she exclaimed, giving him :, smile which fairly blinded him. "No. rice how very near to your neck I car thrust and yet not touch it. Now[" She darted the keen point under hl: ehin and drew it away so quickly tha the stroke was like a glint of sun- ished. Has five heavy legs, and a 48x 48 inch squar top. Prie of 6 {oct $20.50; 8 foot $22.50 G. L, HOLMES FURNITURE GO. I101 to 1105 Senond Avenue. light. "What do you think of that as a nic, and accurate piece of skill?" She again resumed her pose, lh,, right foot advanced, the left arm wel! back, her lissome, finely developed body leaning slightly forward. Rene's hands were up before his fat's, In a defensive position, palms outward. ffust then a chorus of men's voicc:; sounded in the distance. The rh',,:' II The rapier was makinl a en'st'o pat. ter of flashing lnea. house was beginning its carousal wih a song. Alice let fall her sword's pots, and listened. Rene looked about for his cap. "I must be going," he said. Another and louder swish of th. rapier made lllln pirouette and dod; again with great energy. "Don't," he cried, "that's dangero'.; You'll put out my eyes. I never sa  snell a girl!" She laughed at hhn and kept ou whip. ping the air dangerously near hLs eyes nntll she had drives him backward as far as he could squeeze himself into I i a corner of the room. J Mme. Rousslllon came to the door I from the kitchen and stood looking lu] and laughing, with her hands on h(,r hips. By this time the rapier was mak lag m erisscoss pattern of flashin lines .qose to the young man's head while Alice, in the enjoyment of her exercise, seemed to concentrate all the glowing rays of her beauty in her face. her eyes dancing merrily. "Quit now, Alice," he begged, half tn fun and half tn abject fear, "Please quit--I surrender!" She thrust to the wall on either shh' of hhn, then springing lightly back. ward a pace, stood at guard. Her thicl yellow hair had fallen over her n(,-l and shoulders in a loose wavy mass out of which her face beamed with : bewitching effect upon her captive. Rene, glad enough to have a cessa. flon of his peril, stood laughing dryly, but the singing down at the rlv(,r house was swelling louder aud h,, made another movement to go. "Your surrendered, you remember." cried Alice, renewing the sword play. "Sit down on the chair there and nmkt, yourself comfortable. You are not go- hlg down yonder tonight; you are going to stay here and talk with me an4 Mother Rousslllon. We are lonesome aid you are good cmnpauy." A shot rang out keen and clear, th(,re was a sudden tuinult that broke up the singing, and presently more firing at Business =ardso Mr. and Mrs. Frederic Chrzstonsen, teachers of Society, Theatrical and Body Culture. Office and hall in the Areade Block. Phone Black 7850. DRESSMAKING SCHOOL, 492--494 Arcade Bailding. a, RCADE TOILET PARLORS Eleotrioity Baths and Body MMsae. 418 Arcade Builaing. Tel. Black 1621. Sole Agency for Wneeler & Wflso Domestic IHI. HANSON Carry Supplies for all Makes of Ma. chines and Repair Them Promptly. 215 COLUMBIA BTREBT. SEATTLE, - ..... WASH. J. H. Mtraw. Ooo, B. ldttin.t. MoGraw & Kittenger. REAL ESTATE, FIRE AND MARINE INSURANCE t t 4t Room B Bailey Building. SBAqPrPLI. W} CH&RLE$ MEBTON Seals and Rubber Stamps Sole Agent for Patent White Ename/ed Letters and IPt. ures for Signs and House Numbars. 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IN TIlE SUPERIOR COURT OF TI:I State ot Washington, for the County of King. varying lntel'vtds cut the night air from Real Estate. the direction of the river. Notice is hereby given,, that pursuant o.)u,,l, o,, the huuehback, came .-, +- ,...,,,,, an order of sale madeb and entered in t '  .  . .." ,matter of this estate y the above entltl that there 'ls a row or some sor. l-e court on Septemoer 10, 1.003,. the unff had seen men running across the conl-lsigne.d..admin.lstratr.t sam estate will s ......... at pUDIIC anccloB m rue manner provided In,HI a8 If In pursulE o[ a TUgl[IVe, Dll| law, at the front door of the rout*  , out of the house. (To be Continued.) IN THE SUPERIOR COURT OF THE J. V. BROWN, Plaintiff. State of Washington for King County. Ia the matter of the estate of Daniel Carton, Deceased. In 1 rebate, No. 3579Notiee of Sale of PROBATE NOT1CI. IN THE SUI-,'RIOR COURT OF THE State of Washington, for the County of King. State of Washington, County of King, ss. In the matter of the estate of Mtllard G. Klnkle, Deceaseff. No. 4481. Notice of Settlement of FinM Account. Notice Is hereby glvsn tha't ,Tosephlne IIlnkle, the adminlstratrix of the estate of Mlllard G. HInkle, deceased, has rendered to, aBd filed In said court her final account aa such admlnlstratrix, and that Thurdrday, the 29th day of October, 11}08, at 1:80 Lot twelve In bLock three In White Manning's Addition to west Seattle. Lots twenty:nine anff thirty In b/e eighteen, ann mrs .twenty-rune and thl In block twenty, asl in me astsiae Addltl to the City of Tacoma. That said sale will be made the hghest bidder, and eubJe tlon by the above entitled , per centum of the amount of blddshsll be required to be time of said sale, and the conllrmatlon thereof and the delivery of deed to purchaser. Notice dated September 10, M.D. Administrator of the Estate ran, Deceased. ]lt)tqRq'R & LEEHEY, Attorneys for Estate, T05 New Block, Seattle.