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The
Plains of
Abraham
By
Jam es Oliver Cunvood
© by D oubleday Doran Co., Inc.
W.VV Service.
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CHAPTER XIV— Continued
In this way Jeems found his wife
and boy. Their story was destined
to be remembered because it wns a
marked Incident in a transition of
land, people, and customs which his
tory could not regard too lightly.
Manuscripts and letters were to bear
it on, until, almost forgotten. It wns to
remain only a whisper among a thou
sand others of days and years whose
echoes grow fainter as time passes.
The walls of the old Lotbinlere home
In St. Louis street, close tb the resi
dence of the beautiful but Infamous
Madame de Paean, witnessed the piec
ing together of the story and might
repeat it today if they could talk.
For Jeems the few minutes after ids
entry in the Ixitbiniere house, where
he and Toinette were guided by Nancy
and her father while a black servant
brought up the rear with the baby,
were nearly as unreal as the last mo
ments of his consciousness on the
Plains of Abraham. Inside the door,
Nancy placed the child in his arms,
which had not relinquished their hold
of Toinette, and the discovery that he
possessed a son leapt upon him. lie
was so overwhelmed by the emotion
which followed that he did not see
Hepsibah Adams as he felt his way
through the wide hall to And what the
excitement and crying were about. It
was Hepsibah with his round, sight
less face and his voice breaking with
Joy when he found Jeems alive under
his great, fumbling hands which added
—as Nancy wrote in her letter to Anne
St. Denis-Rock—“a final proof that
God does answer prayer.”
That this God who had seen New
France sink into ruin had guided their
own destinies with a bénéficient hand
Jeems devoutly believed when Toi
nette told him what had befallen her
after the flight from Chenufsio. They
were alone in her room. It was the
eleventh of December, and the after
noon sun shone from a sky Ailed with
the smiling warmth of autumn rather
than the chill of winter. A few hun
dred yards away. General Murray was
holding a review of the regiments
which were soon to face Levis in his
attempt to retake the city. The sound
of martial music came to them faintly,
and with it the distinct but softer
tolling of a bell which marked an hour
of prayer, and to this appeal Toinette
bowed her head and murmured words
of adoration taught her by the white-
robed Sisterhood of Christ. Three
years had changed her. Not time
alone, but motherhood and the grief of
hopeless waiting had made her more
a woman and less a girl. At last she
had believed Jeems was dead, and now
she had him again, an Indescribable
beauty suffused her face and eyes with
Its radiance as the mystery of the
years was unveiled.
She told of Hepslbah's capture by
the Mohawks in Forbidden valley, of
his escape, his recapture later by the
Senecas, and of her appeals to Shin-
das and Tiaoga and of her failure to
inspire their mercy when, blinded, he
was brought to Chenufsio.
“Only God could have directed me
after that,” she said, "for I was so
desperate that I scarcely know how
events shaped themselves as they did.
I feared what your action might be
when you returned and found your
uncle had been blinded and killed, and
not until I efitered Ah De Bali's tepee
did it strike me as an answer to my
prayers that a hunting knife should
be dangling by its cord In the open
ing. With this knife I freed Hepsibah
and cut a hole in the skin tent through
which we crept to the canoes, after I
had given Wood Pigeon my message
to you. When we were pursued and
overtaken my hope died, but the depth
of my despnlr was no greater than the
Joyous shock which overenme me when
I heard Tiaoga’s voice telling us not
to be afraid but to go ashore quietly
and that no harm would befall us.
Shindas explained what they were
about to do, for as soon as we were
ashore, Tiaoga went off alone Into the
darkness. He told us that three days
before reaching Chenufsio they had
learned, through facts which Hepsi-
bali related, that their prisoner, al
ready blinded, was your uncle and my
own dear friend. It was too late for
them to save him, for the warriors
were i bad humor and demanded the
■aci
t the stuke of the one who
Tliursdny, May 21. 1931
TIMES. WILLAMINA. OHEGON
of Forbidden valley were home, even
to Hepsiliah Adams; and when Jeems
reached the hallowed ground lie liad
left five years before, he wrote Tol
uene, who waited in Quebec, telling
tier how the hills smiled their wel
come, how green the abandoned niottd-
ows were, and that everywhere flowers
had come to bless the solitude and the
resting places of their dead. Then he
set to work with the men who had ;
come with Idin, and In the golden flush * 1
of September he went for Toinette !
nnd his hgy. A haze of smoke drifted
once more from the chimneys of cot
SLANDER
tages In the valley lands, and with
another summer the lowing of cattle
An orator, wurtnlug to his task, took
and the bleating of sheep rose at eve off Ids coat, which ruther dlacoucerted
ning time, and the eld mill wheel one of the stewards of the meeting,
turned again, and often Toinette rode who thought that a reporter would
beside Jeems toward Forbidden val make u sensation out of the Incident.
ley, sometimes with her hair In curls,
Toward the close, he said to the
with a ribbon streaming from them.
speaker, “1 don't suppose you knew
It was In this second year, when the wheu you removed your coat, tliut a
chestnut burrs were green on the newspaper man was present I"
ridges, that strangers came down the
"Yes, I did," was the reply. “1 kepi
trail from Tonteur hill one evening, iny eye on the coat oil the Uu»«,"—
two men and a woman and a girl. The Humorist.
men were Seneca*, and the miller, who
met them first, eyed them with sus
Treating All Alike
picion ns well as wonder, for while
“Do you (eel resentful toward the
the girl was pretty nnd the woman pollceninn who arrested you for park
white, the men who accompanied them ing overtime!’
were fierce and tall and marked by
"No.” answered Mr. Chugglns. "He
battle. They were also extremely has within the past month arrested ev
proud, and passed the miller without ery oilier citizen In our block. None
heeding his command .to make them
selves known, stalking to the front of of us felt very guilty, but we think
the big house, followed by the woman that, according to tils lights, lie wns
nnd the girl, where Toinette saw them trylug to be fair.”—Washington Slur.
and gave such a cry that the miller
LET HIM WAIT
ran back for Ills gun. In this way
Tiaoga came to Tonteur manor to
show Jeems the scar his arrow had
made, and with him were Wood |
I'tgeon and Shindas and Mary Dagh- i
len. For many years after this, until !
he was killed In the frontier Aghting ,
which preceded the American war for !
independence, Tiaoga returned often I
to tiie valley of the itichelleu, nnd us
time went on, the pack of soft skins j
nnd bright feathers he brought with
him grew larger, for another boy wus j
given to Toinette, and then a girl, so !
thut, with three children always watch
ing nnd hoping for his arrival, the
warrior was kept busy accumulating
treasures for them. Once each year
Mary ami Shlndas visited Tonteur ‘
manor, and with them came their chil- ■ Bobby—Mr. Jones is waiting outside.
dren when they grew old enough to
Big Sister— Well, tell him to kee[
travel through the wilderness. Wood waiting. He told me last night ht
Pigeon did not return to Chenufsio. would wait a lifetime for me.
Tokana, her crippled father, had given
up his valiant struggle the preceding
N a tu r a l
winter and had died. She lived with
“B o w does the le a d in g la d y a c t.”
Toinette and Jeems until she wns nine
B e asked the m aiden a t h is side,
"Yet He Loved Me—"
teen, when she married a young
" In h er new a v ia tio n p la y ? “
"J ta th v r tllg h ty ," she re p lie d .
possible for you to come to me as soon French landowner named De Poncy.
From
one
of
a
sheaf
of
yellow
let
as he could do so without arousing
S o m eth ing C heaper
the suspicions of his people. And then ters may be read these lines, dated
Ship Owner—We must have govern
he touched me for the first time as he June 14, 1767. written to Nancy Lot-
must have caressed Silver Heels. He blnlere-Gagnon by Marie Antoinette ment a id ! The people must he made
to realize the exjieiise of operating
held my braid in his hand and spoke llulaln.
ships. Why, barnacles alone cost out
her name in a way I had never heard
“My Own Dear Nancy:
"Sadness has fallen over us here at ships >106,006,000 a year.
him speak It before. I kissed him. I
Efficiency Expert—Well, why don’t
put my arms around Ills neck and Tonteur manor. Odd Is dead. I no
kissed him, and It seemed that even longer have a doubt that God has you cut that figure down! Use a
my lips touched stone. Yet he loved given souls to the beasts, for wherever cheaper grade of barnacles—or gel
me, and because of that I have won we lootf we miss hlrn, and a fortnight along with fewer of them.
dered—through all these years—why has passed since we buried him close
M y , H o w Cold I
to the chapel yard. It is like missing
he did not send you to me."
He—1
dreamt
of you lust night.
a
child
who
loved
ns,
or,
more
than
Jeems could not tell her It was be
She (coldly)—Redly!
that, one who guarded us as he loved.
cause he bad killed Tiaoga.
lie—Yes; then I woke up, shut the
Even last night little Marie Antoi
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window, nnd put nn extra blanket on
As the melody of the bell had fallen nette sobbed herself to sleep because
like a benediction over the Plains ot he cannot come when she calls him. the bed.
Abraham, so peace and happiness fol I cannot keep tears from my own eyes
SMALL FLAT
lowed In the footsteps of the con when I think of him. and even Jeems,
querors of New France. At the stroke strong as he Is, turns from ine when
of a pen, half a continent changed we pass the chapel yard, ashamed of
hands, and from the pulpits of the what I might see In his face. Odd
Canadas as well as from those of the wns all we had left to us of other days
English colonies voices were raised in —he and Hepsibah. And It Is Hepsl-
gratitude to God that the conflict was hah for whom my heart aches most.
ended. Even the beaten rejoiced, for For years dear old Odd has guided
during the months of Its final agony him In his blindness, with a cord a»
the heart of the nation had been tached to his neck, and I believe Wiey
sapped by corruption and dishonesty knew how to talk to each other.
"Hepsibah now sits alone so much,
until faith liad crumbled In men’s
souls and British presence came to be keeping away from others, and every
regarded as a guarantee of liberty and evening we see him groping about the
not as the calamity of defeat. "At gate to the chapel yard as If hoping
last there Is an end to war on this to find some one there. Oh. What a
continent,” preached Thomas Fox- terrible thing Is death, which rends Os
croft, pastor of the Old church In Bos all with Its grief in time! But I must
ton, for like a million others of his not moralize or unburden my gloom or
“So you've been up to see tht
countrymen he did not forsee the still you will wish I had remained silent Browns. Is their new flat very sm-tll?'
another
month.
greater conflict for American Inde
“Well, they've hud to exchange all
“It Is a glorious Juno here. The
pendence less than fifteen years ahead.
their statuettes for bas-reliefs."
And the echo was repeated—“At last roses . .
there is an end to war.” Again the
One wonders If the misty spots on
A P a s tin g P arod y
sun was golden In its promise. Men the yellow page are tears.
B e d ro ve a a o lf h a l l th ro u g h th e atr,
called the days their own, the fron
[THE END.]
It fe ll to e a rth , he k n e w not w here
tiers slumbered, the most vengeful of
U n til he heard th e luckless y e ll
O f him upon whose head It fe ll.
the savages retreated to their fast Pilgrims Attracted to
nesses, women sang and children
Historic Swiss Church
Hit Something Cheap
played with new visions in their eyes.
“What is the best thing (o do when
The wanderer In the heart of the
These were the days of a nation's
birth, when the Briton mingled with "Franconian Hwltzeralnd" sees from the brakes of one's car give way?"
those whom he had defeated, and afar the two towers of the “Church asks a motoring correspondent. Hit
transformed New France Into Cunada. of the Pictures of the Holy Trinity,” something cheap.—Everybody’s Week
In the spring of 1761 Jeems returned which celebrated Its two hundredth •r
to the Itichelleu. Madame Tonteur, anniversary recently. It Is one of the
Moit Miserly Man
her spirit subdued nnd her* malice most famous goals of pilgrims In Eu
"Who
is
the most miserly man
rope.
For
two
centuries
these
have
chastened, placed Into Ills hands and
those of her daughter the broad do been coming to pray before Its won know?”
"Old Smith. When there’s a crowd
main of Tonteur manor, which It was der-working picture of the Virgin.
her desire never to see again. That Most of the pilgrims still wear the nt the station and the people are
the home of their future was to he costumes of an earlier day When one standing I d a queue waiting for their
built amid the scenes of a tragedy of the Franciscan monks of the church tickets, he always goes last so that he
which had brought them together, and dies the body Is tied to a hoard and can keep his money In his pocket as
where they would feel the presence of carried through Gosswelnsteln before long as possible."
loved ones who had found happiness being placed in a small nlcbe In a
Read A ll A b o ut I t
there as well as death, brought to catacorab-like cave dug Into a cliff.
Cora—What's
the ..alter?
Toinette and Jei ms a joy which only The place In Gosswelnsteln is said to
Student—Nothin’,
Just a hit dizzy
have
served
Richard
Wagner
as
a
they could understand. For the
charred ruing of Tonteur manor and model for the Gralshurg In "PursIfaL “ from rending n circular letter, that's
all.
had killed several of their number
Shlndas came ahead so you would not
be in the village when the prisoner
arrived. As Shlndas talked to us I
teamed that hearts as kind as any In
tills world heat In savage breasts, for
these three men had turned traitors to
the Senecas that we might live. In
the light of a torch, Shindas disclosed
a long braid of hair which looked hor
ridly like my own, and drenched Its
scalp In fresh blood which lie drew
front Ids breast. It was a scalp
Tiaoga bad taken from a French In
dian he liad killed, and I turned faint
when I saw it gleaming in the tlare
of the pitch pine. Then Hepsibah and
I went on In the canoe. Hours later,
Shlndas rejoined "Us and said that
Tiaoga had danced with the scalp be
fore his people and that they believed
wc were dead. Shlndas stayed with
us until we came upon French sol
diers neur Fort Frontenac, and each
day I dressed the wound in Ills
breast.”
She paused, as if revisiouing what
had passed, then said:
"There were a few moments with
Tiaoga—alone—thut night we stood
on the shore, while Shlndas took the
blood from Ills wound. God must have
made Tiaoga love me, Jeems, almost
as he had loved the one whose place
I had taken. When I found him, he
was so cold and still In the darkness
that he might have been stone Instead
of flesh. But he promised to make It
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