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k4 Ilk K*:*:*: 1 MASTER and 8 SLAVF CHAPTER IXContinued. "That's so!" came from his auditors in enthusiastic chorus. "Softly! Softly! Not so fast!" ex claimed Quillebert, thumping the table iWith his glass. "All that fine logic may do for the day of trial or it may not. The judge truckles to the Ameri cans too much for my taste." "He does," assented Pratjean. "Therefore," Quillebert continued, "we would be fools to run to him. Slow is the word. Delay, postpone, put off, tire them out. threadbare the case, stan it, so that when it finally ets into court it must be carried on a lit ter. You can do that, eh, Tibouree?" "That is my forte." the lawyer an swered, chuckling. "Meanwhile," Quillebert went on, "prove to your neighbors, your wives and daughters that it is all an aboli tion trick that the people are being be trayed by this bragging American and the aping lowland Creoles. Why, that Latiolais girl is already ashamed to speak French in company." "Bah!" ejaculated three of the listen ers and spat on the floor. "When the true French get to under stand rightly what this case means, Oakfell will not have courage to try it, or, if he does, the judge will not dare to decide in favor of the negro." Quille bert emphasized this forecast with a noisy blow from his fist upon the table. "But, Constant," De Rous: inquired, "what about Leon in all this delay?" "I have considered that," Quillebert replied. "The rascal has gone, spirited away, of course, by Oakfell. I tracked him to the steamboat wood pile on the Atchafalaya near Simsport and will hunt for him no farther. If I win thi case. I will sue Oakfell for $20,000 damages for abducting my jockey and $20,000 more for defaming me. I will teach him what it is to threaten a Frenchman with lynch law. And old Latiolais shall weep a bucketful of tears for the meddling of his pearly granddaughter, for I hold $6,000 of hi3 notes." "Aye, yi yi! Leonidas be hanged!" cried Dede, and the glasses clattered approval. "So you see there is a fine campaign, with spoils for you, Tibouree," said Quillebert. "And planned with the skill of a general," the lawyer declared, his mean little eyes sparkling, while his tongue caressed the jumping lips. "And now" Quillebert produced notebook and pencil "which of you has heard Leon admit he was my slave?" "I at the race track," answered Ja dot, Brille and Titbout. "And I at the church," said Portvie. "And I"Dede's utterance was thick and his pose unsteady "right here with me." "Never mind, Dede you can be spared, but the rest of you will remember this when called as witnesses at court," he said to the others, writing in his note book. "We will, sure, sure, sure," they prom ised, and he returned the book to his pocket. "Bon!" said Quillebert. "Fulgenee, tell old grandpere to let you have that gun, and I will pay him for it next Thursday. Aristides, come to me tomorrow and sign a new note at one year. I'll give you the old one and not count the interest. Martin, you can come and drive those two sows home any time after tomorrow Homer, tell Tatm to pay your taxes and bring the receipt to me, and I have a pretty sil ver cross for your little girl Felice. Fill your glasses, my friends. It is late. Dede, have you the flasks ready, as I wished?" "Every one full, corked and in the hot ashes," Dede assured him pom pously. "Then"Quillebert raised his glass "I drink confusion to Americans and abolitionists and success to the sons of old Gascony." "Down with the Americans! Victory to the Gascons!" cried every man, ris ing to his feet and emptying his glass. Dede brought forth the nine flasks of hot rum and distributed them among the company for sustenance on their ride in the chill night air, and, quietly mounting horses ancT ponies, this re markable gathering dissolved. The last to leave were Quillebert and Pratjean. The latter said admiringly: "You are a genius, Constant." "No fool, at least. I hope," laughed the latter, disappearing into the dark ness of the swamp road There were but two sessions of the court each year for the trial of suits of a civil nature, and these were arranged to meet the agricultural convenience of the people, one in February in advance of planting, the other in September be fore the commencement of harvest. Hence the procrastination prescribed by Quillebert was no very difficult feat. Dilatory pleas put in by Pratjean serv ed to toll the case over two terms, spanning a year. His professional en gagement in the court of another, par ish and the sudden sickness of Portvie, an important witness for Quillebert', certified in writing by Dr. De Roux', sufficed to carry it over the second year without trial. Throughout this space the interest and activity of Quillebert' W l^li JL* T. H. THORPE Copyright, 1901, by T. H. Thorpe. ?$ adherents never flagged. It was the to my standard of honor and unworthy theme of talk at every store, cabaret of ?our respect, mademoiselle, which ei^skHO'i i4tol-&&^ and steamboat landing in the high lands, at every Saturday night gumbo ball and Sunday mass. At sessions of the court and police jury the attending crowds discussed it with ever increas ing heat and bitterness, the prosecu tion of Quillebert and menace to Cau casian superiority constituting the be ginning, middle and end of each sym posium. Inevitably it took on some what of a sectional character, the rich planters of the lowlands being the sym pathizers with Oakfell and the critics of Quillebert. As the administration of President Buchanan approached its close rumors of abolitionist aggressiveness grew in frequency and proportion and so charg ed the public mind with combustible ideas that the simple mention of this lawsuit caused a number of small ex plosions in the form of fisticuffs within the courthouse yard, even "under the drippings from the eaves of the tem- ple." To the women and children of the uplands, many of whom had never seen him, the name of Oakfell was as execrable as Judas Iscariot's. So acute had this unfriendly feeling grown that some of the conservative minded sug gested to Oakfell the policy of with drawing the suit. He firmly rejected the advice. Throughout this turbulence of senti ment Evariste held calmly aloof. When ever the subject was obtruded upon him he dismissed it with the remark that he was neither a lawyer nor a pol itician. His brother regarded this in difference as in harmony with his poet ic temperament and was not displeas ed. Evariste became more seclusive in habit. rode often and far into the solitudes of the swamps, where the deep shade accorded with his somber mood.' Rivalry with Horace for the hand of Estelle he felt was hopeless while his sole expectancy of fortune was from his brother's grace, and his visits to the Latiolais mansion were made at intervals of increasing length, degenerating into brief formalities, but he bitterly cursed his dependence and silently fed the flame of passion within his pent breast. Laure, brown and vital, surprising him now and again in his wanderings, lifted him from the deeps momentarily, yet he struggled to escape her and descend to his gloomy yearnings. Still, upon the progress of the public agitation he kept a steady and observant eye. Estelle was dismayed at the conse quences of her demand upon Oakfell, which she was made to realize by the dismal reports of her grandfather and the malediction of herself by the Quille bert faction. To her own impetuous ness and presumption she charged this strife among neighbors and its unhap py possibilities. She wept and prayed for guidance and finally, sending for Oakfell, said to him: "It was at my request, made upon a girlish impulse, that you entered into this contest, which has aroused such bitterness and so altered your position in our parish. Then you had not an enemy. Now I dare not think of the number who wish you harm. I did not then foresee this dreadful result, but today I am quite a woman and know I had no right to involve you so grievous ly for the gratification of a mere whim of mine. I entreat you to proceed no further in the lawsuit. To press it now would result only in your injury, but in no one's good." The girl's speech was earnest and her prayerful face so beautiful that Oakfell gazed upon it in a wordless rapture until his very silence suddenly called him to reply: "You say further prosecution of the suit could result in no one's good," he said, smiling. "What, then, becomes of Leon's freedom, which is its sole ob- ject?" "Oh, but Leon is gone. M. Quillebert will never see him again." She spoke as one to whom had been unexpectedly given the opportunity of successfully closing debate by a word. "Ah, mademoiselle, do you not know that under laws which now exist and are enforced by the courts of the Unit ed States Quillebert can take Leon wherever found, drag him back to this place, hitch him to a plow, whip him before each meal and compel him to sleep standing, and 'that man's last state shall be worse than the first?'" "Impossible! Impossible! This is a Christian land," shudderingly exclaim ed Estelle. "It is possible, I assure you, and prob able, for, as you well know, Quillebert Is no Christian man, and, while I grant you this is a Christian land, yet Chris tianity forms no part of its law. This has been distinctly declared by its most august court," Oakfell answered. "What, then, are courts, Mr. Oak- fell?" she demanded, astonished. "They are human institutions for the interpretation and enforcement by man against man of man made laws, and yet humanity is the least of their attri butes." "And before such you will persist with this case, so unpopular and so hurtful to you "I will, because there Is no other tri bunal to appeal to I will, because to abandon this wronged man to the law's cruelty in the face of the brutish mob's threats would be cowardly, traitorous sw HE PKINCETOK TJKION: THTJBSDAY, DECEMBER I trust, I have and will endeavor to merit. I will fight this fight to the end for the safes of the right and, just be cause you did inspire it, for the sake of you." The young man's face glowed with a warmth of feeling which his words but partially expressed. Estelle's soft eyes filled with tears of the supremest joy her life had yet known. "Go, then, and may God befriend you and your noble cause," she said, giving her hand, upon which he was about to impress a burning kiss, but he checked the Impulse and said: "You but continue to befriend me and my cause, and all will be well." Long after he had passed out of her sight she stood upon the veranda press ing her wildly throbbing heart and whispering to herself: "Oh, why are there not more men like this man?" CHAPT ER X. SWOKDS CROSSED. ILL you go with me to the trial today, Eva riste?" asked Oakfell at the conclusion of an early breakfast. "No, brother, unless you need me or Insist," Evariste replied. "I am feeling entirely out of sorts and should suffer from the excitement. If you are will ing, I prefer to remain at home and take the place of Binker Wyley, who must drive with his mother to the court. But for your sake I wish you success." "I find no fault with your choice and thank you for your good wish," said Oakfell, who was soon flying upon bis fastest horse to Marksville. Plantation affairs concerned Evariste but little that day. Riding through the fields to place himself in evidence be fore the squads of laborers, he plunged Into the very heart of the dark Choc taw swamp and gave himself up to thoughts blacker than its. shades. flung himself from the saddle and walked furiously to and fro through the tangled growth as the captive hy ena restlessly tramps his cage's length. He sat upon fallen trees with head buried in hands over which his long black hair fell as a pall upon expired hopes. leaned on the patient, won dering horse, muttering curses on the conditions and persons that were the causes of his unhappiness. But in all this frenzy and wrath and mad acting he kept before him always and dis tinctly, as a registered oath, the pur pose to possess Estelle, even at the cost of his brother's undoing should the power ever be given him. It was the day of the great trial. The tactics of Pratjean had at length been exhausted, and now he was compelled to the combat. Though Oakfell started alone, he was joined by supporters at every planta tion, store and settlement he passed and entered the village escorted by a numerous cavalcade of the mest sub stantial dwellers in the lowlands. Im mediately about him were Baldouino, Jewett, Valsin Mouillot and Father Grhe, the last meeting the party at Mansura. But the Quillebert forces were also up and moving, and from ev ery point of the prairie they could be seen in bunches, galloping on their lit tle ponies, occasionally yelping: "Vive Quillebert! Hurrah for Quillebert!" And already their diminutive steeds had forestalled every hitching post in the streets and about the courthouse yard, and the riders had swarmed in the cab arets, calling for absinth anisette (at Quillebert's charged and denouncing vo ciferously the cursed Americans (at Quillebert's instigation). In the his tory of the parish no such concourse had ever filled the courtyard or tested the capacity of the courtroom. The Bis long, black hair fell as a pall upon expired nopes. long bladed pocketknife was in many a hand, hungrily demolishing tree bark and fence board, and the ugly hump of the Colt pistol was seen under many a blouse, while not a few shotguns were observed to be carried from pony sad dle to cabaret and there put out of sight. The general expectation was that blood would flow freely before the Betting of the sun. Quillebert was at the office of Prat jean, scowling, morose, surly and deaf to his advocate's assurances of vic tory. He caused his witnesses to be brought to him singly and rehearsed in their expected testimony. While this was proceeding the commanding figure of Jewett was seen to emerge from the crowd in Oakfell's office and, his red whiskered face set in an expression of grave determination, walk slowly across the courtyard to Pratjean's office. The movement was quickly notified to the cabarets, which were instantly emptied of their patrons, who drew near to watch and hear what they could of bis mission. Arrived in front of the little office building, Jewett stopped and tailed! "Pratjean!" "Hello!" answered the lawyer, a rearing at the door. "Step here a moment. I wish to have a word with you," said Jewett. "Will you not come into my office, M. Jewett? You are perfectly welcome to come inside." Pratjean assumed his most suave manner and licked his un quiet lips. "No I have but a word to say and prefer to say it here in the open." And as Pratjean approached him Jewett continued: "I hear there is a good deal of devilish fool talk going on among these absinth soakers in the coffee houses. Now, I just want to give you a bit of information, and you may make use of it as you see fit. It is this: Oakfell's friends have come here prepared for anything that may hap pen. If a gun cracks, they are not go ing to pay any attention to those prai rie rabbits over there, but will fill Quillebert's body so full of lead that he would furnish shot for all their papabote hunting next summer." "M. Jewett," said Pratjean, erecting his head with an air of offended dig nity, "do you mean" "I mean just what I have said, Prat jean, and you understand me perfectly well." And Jewett stalked back to Oakfell's office in his customary delib erate gait. As Pratjean was turning to re-enter the office his name was again called, and, looking around, he saw Dede hur rying to him. "Listen, Tibouree," said the latter, panting. "Valsin Mouillot went to Totorin's cabaret this minute and told him if there was any trouble today he and six others would shoot at you and nobody else until you were used up." "I will attend to him later," mutter ed Pratjean, the fright of this com munication setting his lips to thumping violently. "Come in, Dede." Shortly Dede and one other left the office and circulated among Quillebert's adherents, and thereafter a pent hush settled upon them. Three women also had journeyed in from the lowlandsMrs. Wyley, in charge of her son, to testify in behalf of Leon's freedom Estelle Latiolais, pale and anxious, accompanying her grandfather, who had been summoned as a witness on the part of Quillebert, and Laure Luneau, with the mammoth buggy and giant mule, who, with steady look and bold speech, explained her presence to be only as a partisan of Quillebert. Mrs. Wyley and Estelle were the guests of good old Mme. No reau, mother of the clerk of court, who lived not quite a street away from the courthouse, and, nearer still, Laure figuratively flung her banner to the breeze from the "Toilette de la Gas coigne," the little millinery shop of the petite and ancient Mile. Bereaud, where she received marked respect from the many who deferred to her as granddaughter of the doctress and to whom she sought to impart some of her own courage and energy. Among the throng were a half dozen "f. m. c.'s," as the free men of color were in those days designated, who lingered silent upon the skirts of the groups, fearing to be spoken to, yet held by intensest interest within hear ing of all that was going forward. The one person who appeared unmov ed byindeed unconscious ofthe pas sion which surged about him was Ho nore Victor Tailleur, judge of the dis trict court now and for 22 years past. Only twice had his renomination been contested and then with results most discouraging to the competitors. He was of Gascon descent and poor through disastrous speculations of his father and elder brother, nis age was 57. Thirty-five years he had been a widower, his wife, the beautiful and pious Ernestine Lafon of Pointe Coupe, having died of yellow fever in their honeymoon. In commemoration of her he had ever since paid for a pew in the church at Marksville, but had never sat in it. He gave its use to poor wom en who could not rent pews. And her grave in the cemetery behind the church he visited daily, standing above it a brief moment with his head bowed in reverent meditation. His life was simple and studious. He read and re read Rousseau and Paine, adored the "Corpus Juris Civilis" and "Code Na poleon" and recognized only Martin, Kent and Marshall as doctors of Amer ican law. Gentle, just and brave, he had long held the chief place in the hearts of his people. His grave is somewhere on the battlefield of Perry ville, in Kentucky, in an apple orchard, it is said, but no one has ever found it As the judge's tall form and dark face, with kindly eyes and waving hair of iron gray, were seen moving toward the courthouse the throng gathered about him, returning his friendly greet ing, and followed him, or as many as could gain entrance. Into the court room, the raised benches of which and the aisle between being immediately occupied. It was noticed that the high land men appropriated those on the left facing the judge, the lowland men those on the right. Fifty or more, un able to get within, stood on the veran da on which the door of the apartment opened. Hundreds sat and squatted in the yard beneath the unclosed win dows. The "f. m. c.'s" perched upon a portion of the fence inclosing the yard, their ponies hitched near by. The lawyers, except those engaged in the celebrated case, were already in their places within the bar. Exchang ing a few pleasant words with these and briefly conferring in an undertone with the sheriff, the judge ascended the bench and ordered that the court be declared in session". Presently Pratjean waddled briskly In, accompanied by Quillebert. Dede followed, bearing a double armful of lawbooks and looking with his scared, metallic face and big, bleared eyes like a Caliban carrying fagots to the fire. Quillebert surveyed the lowlanders with a sullen glance of defiance. Prat jean nodded jerkily to the bench and bar and persons in the audience, his pursed lips and little eyes performing a tarantula dance the while. Relieving Dede of his unwelcome burden of s'^xC 5, 1901 ^&^^%M!B& books and arranging tlem on the desk before him, he seated himself and be came at once absorbed in making notes of seemingly grave import. The appearance of Oakfell was so long delayed that on the highland side it bewail to be whispered that he had given up the case. Quillebert caught the intimation and communicated it to his ad\ocate. The latter bustled to his feet and, addressing the judge, said: "May it please your honor, I move that the plaintiff be called three times from the door of the courtroom and that if at the end of the third call he do not respond in person or by attorney this suit be dismissed." And he turned to the audience a face announcing that he had disabled his opponent at the first pass. The buzz among the high landers indicated that such was their belief. "Mr. Sheriff," said the judge, "call Mr. Oakfell at the door." Forcing his way through the packed aisle and veranda, the officer roared: "Horace Oakfell, Esq.!" "Coming!" answered a stentorian voice which seemed fairly to shake the building and which actually shocked one-half its occupants, for it was rec ognized as that of Jewett, and as the whispering froze upon the lips of the Quillebert party and Pratjean's coun tenance confessed to a feeling that he had made a fool of himself Oakfell walked in with Jewett, Baldouino and Father Grhe. He held in his hand but one volume, the civil code of Louisi ana, and his companions had neither books nor documents. He satisfacto rily explained his tardiness, and the judge directed the trial to proceed be fore him, neither party having prayed for the assistance of a jury. [TO E CONTINUED Effect of Darkness. Some interesting experiments have recently been made upon the influences of darkness on the development of flowers. Flowers open slowly in the dark, their color is more subdued, their size smaller and their weight consider ably less. 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