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BEYOND the FRONITIER
A STORY OF EARLY DAYS SYNOPBIB. Adele la Chesnayne, a belle of Now France, la among: conspirators at her un cle’s house. Casslon, the commlssalre, has enlisted her Uncle Chevet’s aid against La Salle. D'Artlgny, La Salle's friend, offers his services as guide to Ces sion's party on the journey to the wilder ness. The uncle Informs Adele that he has betrothed her to Casslon and forbids her to see D’Artlgny again. In Quebeo Adele visits her friend. Sister Celeste, who brings D'Artlgmy to her. She tells him her story and he vows to release her from the bargain with Casslon. D'Artig ny leaves promising to see her at the dance. Casslon escorts Adele to the hall. She meets the governor. La Barre, and hears him warn the commlssalre against D’Artlgny. D'Artlgny’s ticket to the ball has been recalled. The way of a man with a maid —Adele forgets her own dan ger to warn D’Artlgny against the plotting of La Barre and Cassion. The youth finds him self In the role of protector to the girl. How he leama some of the enemy’s secrets and why they hate him and want to con trol the girl are told In an ab sorbing manner In this Install ment. CHAPTER IV.—Continued. (Adele, arrived at the bail with Caa elon, has Just been Introduced to Gov ernor La Barre. 8he hears him warn her escort to beware of D’Artlgny.) "Perchance not, yet the way Is long, and he knows the wilderness. I advise you guard him well. I shall send to you for council in an hour; there are papers yet unsigned." He turned away to greet those who followed us In line, while we moved forward Into the crowd about the walls. Cession whispered In my ear, telling me bits of gossip about this and that one who passed us, seeking to exhibit his wit, and Impress mo with his wide acquaintance. I must have made fit response, for his voice never ceased, yet I felt no interest in the stories, and disliked the man more than ever for his vapid boasting. The troth' Is my thought was principally concerned with and wheth er he would really gain admission. Still of this I had small doubt, for his was e daring to make light of guards, or any threat of enemies, if desire urged him on. And I had his pledge. My eyes watched every moving fig ure, but the man was not present, my anxiety Increasing as I realized his absence, and speculated as to its cause. Could Casslon have Interfered? Could be have learned of our interview, and used his Influence secretly to prevent our meeting again? It was not impos sible, for the man was seemingly in close touch with Quebec, and undoubt edly possessed power. My desire to see D’Artigny was now for his own sake —to warn him of danger and treachery. The few words I had caught passing between La Barre and Cas sion had to me a sinister meaning; they were a promise of protection from the governor to his lieutenant, and this officer of La Salle’s should be warned that he was suspected and watched. There was more to La Barre’s words than appeared openly; It would be later, when they were alone, that he would give his real orders to Casslon. Yet I felt small doubt as to wliat those oJtiers would be, nor of the failure of the lieutenant to execute them. The wilderness hid many a secret, and might well conceal another. In some manner that night I must find D’Artlgny, and whisper my warning. These were my thoughts, crystalliz ing into purpose, yet I managed to smile cheerily into the face of the com mlssalre and make such reply to his badinage as gave him pleasure. I danced with him twice, pleased to know I had not forgotten the step, and then, as he felt compelled to show at tention to the governor’s lady, he left me in charge of a tall, thin officer —a Major Callons, I think — reluctantly, and disappeared in the crowd. Never did I part wllb one more •willingly, and as the major spoke scarcely a dozen words during our long dance to gether I found opportunity to think, and decide upon a course of action. As the music censed my only plan was to avoid Casslon ns long ns pos sible, and, at my suggestion, the silent major conducted me to a side room, and then disappeared, seeking refresh ments. I grasped the opportunity to slip through the crowd, and find con cealment in a quiet corner. I leaned forward scanning each pass ing face, my whole attention concen trated on the discovery of D’Artigny. Where he came from I knew not, but bis voice softly speaking at my very ear brought me to my feet, with a little cry of relief. The Joy of finding him must have found expression in my eyes, in my eager clasping of his hand, for be laughed. “*Tis as though I was truly wel comed, mademoiselle," he said, and gravely enough. "Could I hope that you were even seeking me yonder?” "It'would be the truth, if you did," , responded frankly, "and I was be ylaMof H ImM year promise." by RANDALL PARRISH “Nor was it as easily kept as I sup posed when given,” be said under his breath. “Come with me into this side room where we can converse more freely—l can perceive Monsieur Ces sion across Hie floor. No doubt he is seeking you, and my presence here will give the man no pleasure.” I glanced in the direction indicated, and although I saw nothing of the commissaire, I slipped back willingly enough through the lifted curtain into the deserted room behind. It was evidently an office of some kind, for it contained only a desk and some chairs, and was unlighted, except for the gleam from between the curtains. The outer wall was so thick a consid erable space separated the room from the window, which was screened off by heavy drapery. D’Artigny appeared familiar with these details, for, with scarcely a glance about, he led me into this recess, where we stood con cealed. Lights from below illumined our faces, and revealed an open win dow looking down on the court. My companion glanced out at the scene beneath, and his eyes and lips smiled as he -turned again and faced me. “But, monsieur,” I questioned puz zled, “why was it not easy? You met with trouble?” “Hardly that; a mere annoyance. I may only suspect the cause, but an hour after I left you my ticket of In vitation was withdrawn.” “Withdrawn? by whom?” “The order of La Barre, no doubt; an officer of his guard called on me to say he preferred ray absence.” “ ’Twos the work of Cession.” “So I chose to believe, especially as he sent me word later to remain at the boats, and have them in readiness for departure at any minute. Some fnkling of our meeting must have reached his ears.” “But how came you here, then?” He laughed In careless good humor. “Why, that was no trick! Think you I am one to disappoint because of so small an obstacle? As the door was refused me I sought other entrance, and found it here.” He pointed through the open window. “It was not a dif ficult passage, but I had to wait the withdrawal of the guards below, which caused my late arrival. Yet this was compensated for by discovering you so quickly. My only fear was encounter ing someone I knew while seeking you on the floor.” “You entered through this window?” “Yes; there is a lattice work below.” “And whose office is that within?” “My guess is that of Colonel Del guard, La Barre’s chief of staff, for there was a letter for him lying on the desk. What difference? You are glad I came?” ‘Yes, monsieur, but not so much for ray own sake as for yours. I bring you warning that you adventure with those who would do you evil if the chance arrive.” “Bah! Monsieur Casslon?” “ 'Tls not well for you to despise the man, for he has power and is a villain at heart In spite of all his pretty ways. *Tis said he has the cruelty of a tiger, and in tills case La Barre gives him full authority.” “Hath the governor grudge agulnst me also?” “Only that you are follower of La Salle, and loyal, while he Is heart and hand with the other faction. He chid ed Casslon for accepting you as guide, and advised close watch lest you show treachery.” D’Artigny leaned motionless against the window ledge, and the light streaming in through the opening of the draperies revealed the gravity of "Bahl Monsieur Caaslonl" his expression* For the moment he remained silent, turning the affair over In his mind. “I thank you, mademoiselle,** he said finally, and touched my hand, “for your report gives me one more link to my chain. I have picked up several In the past few hours, and all seem copyaipHT kcj+clv** » Co to lead back -to the manipulations of Cession. Faith! there Is some mystery here, for sorely the man seemed happy enough when first we met at Chevet’s house, and accepted my offer gladly. Have you any theory as to this change In his front?” I felt the blood surge to my cheeks, and my eyes fell before the Intensity of his glance. "If I have, monsieur, ’tls no need that It be mentioned." “Tour pardon, mademoiselle, but your words already answer me—’tls then that I have shown Interest In you; the dog Is jealous!” “Monsieur!” He laughed, and I felt the tightening of his hand on mine. "Oood! and by all the gods, I will give him fair cause. The thought pleases me, for rather would I be your soldier than my own. See how It dove tails In—l meet you at the convent and pledge you my aid; some spy bears word of ouf conference to mon sieur, and an hour later I receive word that if I hare more to do with you I die. I smile at the warning and send back a message of Insult. Then my Invitation to this ball Is withdrawn, and, later still, La Barre even advises that I be assassinated at the least ex cuse. ’Twould seem they deem you of Importance, mademoiselle.” “You make it no more than a Joke?" “Far from It; the very fact that I know the men makes It matter of grave concern. I might. Indeed, smile did It concern myself alone, but I have your Interests In mind—you have hon ored me by calling me your only friend, and now I know not where I may serve you best—ln the wilderness, or here In Quebec?” “There can nothing injure me here, monsieur, not with Cassion traveling to the Illinois. No doubt he will leave behind him those who will observe my movements—that cannot harm.” “It Is Hugo Chevet, I fear.” “Chevet! my uncle—l do not under stand.” "No, for he Is your uncle, and you know him only In such relationship. He may have been to you kind and in dulgent. I do not ask. But to those who meet him In the world he Is a big, cruel, savage brute, who-would sacri fice even you, If you stood In his way. And now If you fall to marry Cassion, you will so stand. He Is the one who twill guard you, by choice of the com mlssalre, and orders of La Barre, and he will do his part well.” “I can remain with the sisters.” "Not In opposition to the governor; they would never dare antagonize him; tomorrow you will return with Che vet” I drew a quick breath, my eyes on his face. “How can you know all this, mon sieur? Why should my uncle sacrifice me?" "No matter how I know. Some of It has been your own confession, coupled with my knowledge of the man. Three days ago I learned of his debt to Cassion, and that the latter had him In his claws, and at his mercy. Today I had evidence of what that debt means.” "Today 1” "Ay! 'twas from Chevet the threat came that he would kill me If I ever met with you again.” I could but stare at him, incredulous, my fingers unconsciously grasping his jacket. “He said that? Chevet?" “Ay! Chevet; the message came by mouth of the halfbreed, his voyageur, and I choked out of him where he bad left his master, yet when I got there the man had gone. If we might meet tonight the matter would be swiftly settled.” He gazed out Into the darkness, and I saw his hand close on the hilt of his knife. I caught his arm. “No, no, monsieur; not that. You must not seek a quarrel, for I nm not afraid—truly I am not: you will lis ten —” There was a voice speaking In the office room behind, the closing of a door, and the scraping of a chair as someone sat down. My words ceased, and we stood silent In the shadow, my grasp still on D’Artlgny's arm. CHAPTER V. The Order of La Barre. I did not recognize the voice speak ing—a husky vo'ce, the words indis tinct, yet withal forceful—nor do I know what It was he said. But when the other answered, tapping on the drsk with some Instrument, I knew the second speaker to be La Barre, and leaned back just far enough to gala glimpse through the opening In the drapery. He sat at the desk, his back toward us. while his companion, a red faced, heavily moustached man. In uni form of the Rifles, stood opposite, one arm on the mantel over the fireplace. His expression was that of amused interest “You saw the lady?” he asked. “In the receiving line for a moment only; a fair enough maid to be loved for her own sake, I should say. Faith, never have I seen handsomer eyes." The other laughed. THE CHEYENNE RECORD. “Tin mt niAtM <m mat over hear that confeesloo. As heiress, and beautiful! Plffl bat aha might find others to bar liking rather than this Cession.” “It-la small efaanoe aha has had to make choice, and as to fier being an heiress, where heard 70a end! a ru mor, Colonel DelgnardT” The officer straightened np. “Ton forget, air,” he said slowly, “that the papers passed through my hands after Captain la Chesnayne’s death. It was at your request they failed to reach the hands of Fronte nac.” La Barre gased at him across the desk, his brows contracted into a frown. "No, I had not forgotten," and the words sounded harsh. “But they came to me properly sealed, and I supposed unopened. I think I have some reason to ask an explanation, monsieur.” “And one easily made. I saw only the letter, but that revealed enough to permit of my guessing the rest. It Is true. Is It not, that La Cbesnayne left an estate of value?” “He thought bo, but, as you must be aware, it had been alienated by act of treason.” “Ay! but Comte de Frontenac ap pealed the case to the king, who grant ed pardon and restoration.” “So, ’twas rumored, but unsupport ed by the records. So far as New M l Thrust D’Artlgny Back Behind Me And Held Aelde the Drapery." France knows there was no reply from Versailles.” The colonel stood erect and advanced a step, his expression one of sudden curiosity. “In faith, governor,” he said swiftly, “but your statement awakens wonder. If this be so why does Francois Cas sion seek the maid so ardently? Never did I deem that cavalier one to throw himself away without due reward.” La Barre laughed. “Perchance you do Francois 111 Judg ment, Monsieur le Colonel,” he replied amused. “No doubt 'tis love, for, in truth, the witch would send sluggish blood dancing with the glance of her eyes. Still,” more soberly, his eyes falling to the desk, “ 'tis, as you say, scarce in accord with Cassion’s na ture to thus make sacrifice, and there have been times when I suspected he did some secret puipose. I use the man, yet never trust him.” “Nor I, since he played me foul trick at La Chine. Could he have found the paper of restoration, and kept it concealed, until all was in his hands?” “I have thought of that, yet it doth not appear possible. Francois was in ill grace with Frontenac, and could never have reached the archives. If the paper came to his hands it was by accident, or through some treach ery. Well, 'tis small use of our dis cussing the matter. He hath won my pledge to Mademoiselle la Chesnayne’s hand, for I would have him friend, not enemy. Just now. They marry on his return.” “He is chosen then for the mission to Fort St. Louis?” “Ay, there were reasons for his se lection. The company departs at dawn. Tell him, monsieur, that I await him now for final interview.” I watched Delguard salute, and turn away to execute his order. La Barre drew a paper from a drawer of the desk and bent over it, pen in hand. My eyes lifted to the face of D'Arti gny, standing motionless behind me in the deeper shadow. “You overheard, monsieur?” I whis pered. He leaned closer, his Ups at my ear, his eyes dark with eagerness. “Every word, mademoiselle! Fear not, I shall yet learn the truth from this Cassion. You suspected?” I shook my head, uncertain. “My father died in that faith, mon sieur, but Chevet called me a beggar/* “Chevet! no doubt he knows all, and has a dirty hand in the mess. He called you beggar, hey!—hush, the fel low cornea.” He was a picture’of insolent ser vility, as he stood there bowing; his gay dress fluttering with his face smiling, yet utterly expression less. La Barre lifted his eyes, and surveyed him coldly. “You sent *or me, sir?” “Yes, although I scarcely thought at this hour you would appear in the ap parel of a dandy. I have chosen you for serious Irork, monsieur, and the time is near for your departure. Sure ly my orders were sufficiently clear?” “They were. Governor la Barre” uA Oasefon** Ups lost «Mr grin, luj my delay In changing dreee haa oe corrad through the strange dlsappear ance of Mademolaelle la Chesnayne. I left her with Major Oallona while I danced with my lady, and hare aince found no trace of the maid.” “Does not Gallons know?” “Only that seeking refreshments, he left her, and found her gone on his re* turn. Her wraps are in the dressing room.” ‘Then 'tie not like she haa fled the palace. No doubt she awaits yon m some corner. I will have the servants look, and meanwhile pay heed to me. This la a mission of more import than love-making with a maid. Monsieur Casalon, and Its success or failure will determine your future. Ton have my letter of instruction?” “It has been carefully read.” “And the sealed orders for Chevalier de Baugis?” “Here, protected in oiled silk.” “See that they reach him, and no one else; they an authority I could not grant before, and should end La Salle's control of that country. You have met this Henri de Tonty? He was here with his master three years since and had audience.” “Ay, but that was before my time. Is be one to resist De Baugis?" “He Impressed me as a man who would obey to the letter, monsieur; a dark-faced soldier, with an iron jaw. He had lost one arm in battle, and was loyal to his chief.” “So*l have heard—a stronger man than De Baugis?" “A more resolute; all depends on what orders La Salle left, and the number of men the two command.” “In that respect the difference Is not great. De Baugis had but a hand ful of soldiers to take from Mackinac, although his voyageurs may be de pended upon to obey his will. His In structions were not to employ force.” “And the garrison of St. Louis?” “'Tis hard to tell, as there are fur hunters there of whom we have no record. La Salle’s report would make his own command 18, but they are well chosen, and he hath lieutenants not so far away as to be forgotten. La Forest would strike at a word, and De la Durantaye Is at the Chicago por tage, and no friend of mine. ’TIs of importance, therefore, that your voy age be swiftly completed, and my or ders placed in De Baugis’ hands. Are all things ready for departure?” “Ay, the boats only await my com ing.” The governor leaned his head on his hand, crumbling the paper between his fingers. “This young fellow—D'Artigny,” he said thoughtfully, “you have some spe cial reason for keeping him in your company?” Cassion crossed the room, his face suddenly darkening. “Ay, now I have,” he explained shortly, “although I first engaged his services merely for what I deemed to be their value. He spoke me most fairly.” “But since?” “I have cause to suspect Chevet tells me that today he had conference with mademoiselle at the house of the Urßullneß.” “Ah, *twas for that then you had his ticket revoked. I see where the shoe pinches. 'Twill be safer with him in the boats than back here in Quebec. Then I give permission, and wash my hands of the whole affair—but beware of him, Casslop.” “I may be trusted, sir.” “I question that no longer.” He heel* tated slightly, then added in lower tone: “If accident occur the report may be briefly made. I think that will be all." Both men were upon their feet, and La Barre extended his hand across the desk. I do not know what movement may have caused it, but at that mo ment a wooden ring holding the cur tain fell, and struck the floor at my feet. Obeying the first impulse I thrust D’Artigny back behind me into the shadow, and held aside the drap ery. Both men, turning, startled at the sound, beheld me clearly, and stared in amazement Cassion took a step for ward, an exclamation of surprise breaking from his lips. “Adele! Mademoiselle!” I stepped more fully into the light, permitting the curtain to fall behind me, and my eyes swept their faces. “Yes, monsieur—you were seeking me?” “For an hour past; for what reason did you leave the ballroom?" With no purpose in my mind but to gain time in which to collect my thought and protect D'Artigny from discovery, I made answer, assuming a carelessness of demeanor which I was far from feeling. “Has It been so long, monsieur?” 1 returned in apparent surprise. “Why I merely sought a breath of fresh air, and became interested In the scene without” La Barre stood motionless, just as he had risen to his feet at the first alarm, his eyes on my face, his heavy eyebrows contracted in a frown. “I will question the young lady, Oas sion,” he said sternly, “for I have in terests here of my own. Mademofc selle!” “Yes, monsieur.” “How long have yon been behind that curtain 7” With only a frw hours Inter venlng before the perilous Jour ney to the Illinois country Is be gun by Cession and D*Artlgny and the others, what can the young gentleman of Pranes do to assure Adele’a safety until hla return to Quaboot (%0 HB OOMTIMUKDI) Temperine ADVERTIBE YOUR CITY. Apropos of the proposed appoint* ment of a commission for the adver tising of Chicago as a commercial and educational center, the Union Signal suggests to that city and to cities gen erally that there are other methods less expensive which produce greater results. “Have you noticed the free publicity given to Seattle, Portland, Des Moines and Denver?** it says. “The public is interested in these cities now as never before and is watching these ‘experiments in decency and morality’ with far greater eager ness than it ever evinced when they were only ordinary money-accumulat ing centers. “If Kansas were to blot off of her statute books her prohibitory law she would lose a fine bit of advertising. The attacks of the liquor interests must net that plucky, prosperous, pro gressive state thousands of dollars ev ery year. Not only do the liquorites publish whole pages of fabricated fairy tales concern! ; the defunct Sun flower state, but they run their print ing * -esses overtime putting on the market booklets devoted entirely to the ‘failure’ of prohibition in Kansas. “This publicity works so well that men come from across the ocean to study the state which is ‘failing’ at such a rate that it burns its last mort gage bond and finds itself out of debt; that it discovers it has the highest per capita wealth of any state and a tax rate lower than that of any other State except one. “And because prohibition is making Denver, Portland, Des Moines and Seattle better cities than ever before, the public is talking about them, writing about them, advertising them. They are being used to ‘point a moral and adorn a tale’ as communities in which crime has decreased and bank deposits increased; in which vice dis tricts have disappeared and legitimate business has prospered. To be sure the criminal element has sent out its warning against them as territory to be avoided, and the white slavers are advertising them as of no use for their vicious purposes, but the patrons of educational Institutions are commend ing them as safe places to send their boys and girls; tam owners of large in dustrial establishments are considering them as locations for their plants where ‘safety first’ for employees will prevail and home-ihakers are'finding in these cities an ideal place to rear fami lies. “If you want a real; permanent, sat isfactory boom for your city, try the method of Seattle, Denver, Des Moines Portland and other saloonless centers.* BOOSTERS AND BREWERIES. While the national Democratic convention was in St Louis an eflforl was made by the local newspapers tc boost the home town. The St. Louis Times issued a special convention sup plement in which the Industries ol that city were advertised. Under the heading, “Facts About St. Louis Worth Knowing,’’ 50 of the most prominent facts were mentioned. De spite the fact that St. Louis is one ol two cities in the country most con spicuous for its beer industry, not one word was said about the brew eries. Under the heading, “The Ex ports of St. Louis,” beer appears it its alphabetical place. Among exports this product could not be ignored,.but the commercial bodies of St. Louis judging by their display elsewhere were ashamed to include a reference to beer as one of their chief prod ucts. WHISKY DOEBSNOT WARM. Sir Lauder Brunton, in his “Lee tures on the Action of Medicines,* gives a striking example of the dan ger of taking alcoholic drinks to “keei warm.” A party of engineers were surveying in the Sierra Nevada. Thej camped at a great height above set level, where the air was very cold and they were miserable. Some ol them drank a little whisky and fell less uncomfortable. Some of then drank a lot of whisky and went tc bed feeling very jolly and comfort able indeed. In the morning men whe had not taken any whisky got up al: right; those who had-taken a little whisky got up feeling very unhappy: the men who had taken a lot of whisk? did not get up at all; they were sim ply frozen to death. “They had warmed,” adds the professor, “the sur* face of their bodies at the expense ol their Internal organs.” NEVER 80BER. The so-called moderate drinker, whe consumes his bottle of wine as a mat ter of course each day with his din ner—and who doubtless would declare that he is never under the ol liquor—ls in reality never actually sober from one week’s end to another —Professor Aschaffenburg, Heidelberg University, -Germany. INCREABED DEPOBITB. “The total amount of deposits in the banks of Little Rock on June 23, 1915 was $11,626,676.21, and the deposits od Jane 80, 1016, were $15,294,458.31,’ says W. E. Lenon, assistant manage]. Little Rock Clearing House associa tion. “These were the dates of the call made by the state bank commis sioner, and the figures are taken fronr the reports of the banks made in ac cordance with that call'.” The state of Arkansas has been drj since January 1, 1916.