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THE DAIL1 OOOS RAY
TIMuS, MARSHFIELD, OREGON, WEDNESDAY MAY 22, 1007.
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THE
REFUGEES
By A. CONAN DOYLE,
Author of "The Return of Sherlock Itolmes"
COPYRIGHT, I8D3, BY
(Continued from Tuesday.)
During the half hour or so which had
been occupied In tills manner there
had been a constant opening and clos
ing of the chamber door, and a mutter
ing of names from the captain of the
guard to the attendant In charge, and
from the attendant In charge to the
first gentleman of the chamber, ending
always In the admission of some pew
visitor. Here, close by the king, was
tho harsh but energetic Louvols, all
y powerful now since the death of his
rival Colbert, discussing a question of
military organization with two officers,
the one a tall and stately soldier, the
other a strango little figure, undersized
and misshapen, but bearing the Insig
nia of a marshal of France, and own
ing a namo which was of evil omen
over tho Dutch frontier, for Luxem
bourg was looked upon alroady as the
successor of Conde, even as his com
panion Vauban was of Turennc. Be
side them a small white hatred clerical
with a kindly face, Pere la Chaise,
confessor to the king, was whispering
his views upon Jansenism to the portly
Bossuet, tho eloquent bishop of Meaux.
Close to tho door Racine, with his hand
some face wreathed In smiles, wan
chatting with the poet Bolleau and tho
.architect Mansard, tho threo laughing
nd jesting with the freedom which
-was natural to the favorite servants of
the king.
"Ho becomes harder and harder to
nmuse," said Racine. "I am to be at
Mme. de Malntenon's room at 3 to
see whether a page or two of the The
dre may not work a change. Madame
is a wonderful woman. 8ho has brains,
'she has heart, she has tact she Is ad
mirable." "And yet sho has one gift too many
age." "Pooh I What matter her years when
she can carry them like thirty? What
an eye, what nn arm! And, besides,
my friends, he Is not himself a boy
any longer."
"Very true, but a young man con
sults his eye and an older man his ear.
Over forty, It Is the clever tongue
which wins; under It, tho protty face."
"Ah, you rascall Then you have
made up your mind that five and forty
.years with tact will hold tho field
against nine and thirty with beauty.
Well, when your lady haswou sho will
doubtless remember who were the first
to pay court to her."
..Wut I think you are wrong, Racine."
"Well, what then?"
"Th.. It may bo a little serious for
you."
"And why?"
"The Marquise do Montespan has a
memory."
"Her Influence may soon bo nothing
more. Malntenon is tho cleverest wo
man In France."
"Pshaw, Racine, you know our dear
master well, or you should, for you seem
to have been at his elbow since the
days of the Fronde. Is he a ian,
think you, to be amused forever by
sermons? No, no; it will be the Mon
tespan or, If not she, some younger
beauty."
"My dear Bolleau, I say again that
her sun is setting. Have you not
heard the news? Her brother, M. de
Vlvonne, has been refused the entree."
"From whom bad you It?"
"From De Catluat, the captain of tho
uard. He had his orders to bar tho
:way to him."
yJi. "Ha. then the king does Indeed mean
iilschlef. That Is why his brow Is u
cloudy this morning then. By my
faith, if tho marquise has the spirit
with which folk credit her, ho may find
that it was easier to win her than to
slight her."
"Aye, Uie Mortcmarts are no easy
race to handle."
"Well, heaven send him a safe way
out of it! But who is this gentleman?
Ills face is somewhat grimmer than
those to which the court Is accustomed.
Ha, the king catches sight of him, and
Louvols beckons to him to advance."
Tho stranger who had attracted Ra
cine's attention was a tall, thin man,
with a high nqulllne nose, stern, flcrco
gray eyes, peeping out from undo tuft
ed brows, and a countenance so lined
marked by age, care and stress or
weather that it stood out amid tho
irlm courtier faces which surrounded
It as an old hawk might in a cage of
birds of gay plumage.
Louis possessed In a high degree the
royal faculty of recognition. "It is
years slnco I have seen him, but I re
member his faco well," said he, turn
ing to his minister. "It Is the Comto
de Fronteuac, is It not?"
"Yes, sire," answered Louvols. "It Is
Indeed Louis de Buade, comte do Fron
teuac and formerly governor of Can
ada." "Wo are glad to see you onco more at
our lever," said tho monarch as tho
old nobleman stooped his head and
kissed tho white hand which was ex
tended to him. "I hope that tho cold
of Canada has not chilled tho warmth
of your loyalty."
"Only death Itself, sire, would bo
cold enough for that."
"Then I trust that it may remain to
us for many long years. We would
thank you for tho care and pains which
you have spent upon our province, and
if wo have recalled, you it Is chiefly
that vce would fain hear from sour
own lips how all things go there. And,
"
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...St, no iro iitiAlin ui o-u.l .4 .o jt.i...
ence of those of France, how about
the missions?"
"They prosper, sire. Thoio nro Iro
quois at tho Sault and tho mountain,
Hurons at Lorette and Algonqulns
along tho whole river cotes from Ta
dousac in tho cast to Sault la Marie,
and even the great plains of tho Da
kotas, who have all taken tho cross as
their token. Marquette hns passed
down the river of tlio wost to preach
among the Illinois, and Jesuits havo
carried the gospel even to tho warriors
of the Long House In their wigwams at
Onondaga."
"I may add, your majesty," said Pere
la Chaise, "that In leaving tho truth
there they have too often left their
lives with it."
"lea, sire, It is very true," cried Do
Frontenac cordially. "Your majesty
Tlie old nobleman stooped his head and
hissed the vhlte hand.
has many brave men within his do
mains, but none braver than these.
They have como back up the Richelieu
river from the Iroquois villages with
their nails gone, their fingers torn out,
a cinder where their eye should bo and
tho scars of tho pine splinters as thick
upon their bodies ns tho flours-do-lls
on yonder curtain."
"And you have suffered this?" cried
Louis hotly. "You allow these Infa
mous assassins to live?"
"I have nsked for troops, sire."
"And I havo sent some."
"One regiment. More Is needed, sire."
"There arc the Canadians themselves.
Have you not a mill tin? Could yon rot
raise force enough to punish these ras
cally murderers of God's priests? I
had always understood that you were a
soldier."
"It Is Just because I am a soldier and
have seen something of war that I
know how hard It is to penetrate into
a country much larger than the Low
lands, all thick with forest and bog,
with a savage lurking behind every
tree. You ore a soldier yourself, sire.
I ask you If such a war is an easy
task for a handful of soldiers, with n
few censltalres straight from the plow,
and a troop of coureurp-de-bols whoso
hearts all the time are with their traps
and their beaver skins."
"No, no; I am sorry if I spoke too
hastily," said Louis. "We shall look
Into tho matter at our council. And
yet you must not look for too much,
for Canada has been a heavy cost to
us, and wo havo many calls In Eu
rope." "Ah, sire, I would that you could see
that great land. It Is so vast, sire, so
rich, so beautiful! Whcio are there
such hills, such forests, such rivers?
And It Is all for us If we will hut take
it. Who is there to stand in our way
a few nations of scattered Indians and
a thlu strip of English farmers and
fishermen. Turn your thoughts there,
sire, and In a few years you would bo
able to stand upon your citadel at Que
bec aud to say there Is ono great em
pire here from the snows of the north
to the warm southern gulf and from
tho waves of tho ocean to the great
plains beyond Marquette's river, and
the namo of tills empire Is France, and
her king Is Louis, and her flag Is tho
fleurs-dc-lls."
"On my word, count," said the king,
"you havo caught something of this
gift of Indian eloquence of which wo
have heard. But about these English
folk. They are Huguenots, are they
not?"
"For tho most part, especially In the
north."
"Then It might-bo a servlco to tho
holy church to send them'packlng. Tell
mo now, Frontenac, what force would
you need to clear these people out
ono regiment, two reglmeuts and per
haps a frlgato or two?"
But tho ex-governor shook his griz
zled head. "You do not know them,
sire." said lie. "They nro u hteru folk,
these. Wo in Canada, with all your
gracious help, have- found It hard to I
hold our own, To put Now England '
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into your nmjesrys nanus i-wouw bsx
13,000 of your best troops and twenty
ship of tho line."
Loute sprang Impatiently from his
chair nud caught up hi? cane. "Tho
matter may stand until our council.
Reverend father, It has struck the hour
of chapel, and all else may wait until
we havo paid our duties to heaven."
CHAPTER III.
niLE Louis had been nfford-
ing hi? court that which he
had openly stated to be tho
highest of human pleasures.
the sight of tho royal face, the youug
ofllecr of the guard outside had been
very busy passing on tho title? of tho
numerous applicants for admission and
exchanging usually a smile or a few
word? of greeting with them, for his
frank, handsome face was a well
known ono at tho court. Threo years
ago he had been an unknown subaltern
bush fighting with Algonqulns and Iro
quois In the wilds of Canada. An ex
change had brought him back to France
and Into the regiment of Tlcardy, but
tho lucky chance of having seized the
brldlo of the king's horse ono winter's
day In Fontalnebleau when the crea
ture was plunging within n few yards
of a deep gravel pit had done for htm
what ten campaigns might have failed
to accomplish.
A gentleman very richly dressed In
black and silver advanced, as tho door
opened, with tho assured nlr of a man
whose rights nro beyond dispute. Cap
tain do Catlnat, however, took a quick
step forward, and barred him off from
tho door.
"I am very sorry, M. do Vlvonne,"
said he, "but yon are forbidden the
presenco."
"Forbidden tho presence! I? You are
madl" He stepped back with gray face
and staring eyes, ono shaking hand
half raised in protest.
"I assure you that it is his order."
"If I could have one word with the
king."
"Unfortunately, monsieur, It Is im
possible." The angry nobleman stamped his foot
and stared at tho door as though he
had some thoughts of forcing n pas
sago. Then, turning on his heel, he
hastened away down tho corridor with
tho air of a man who has come to a
decision.
"There, now," grumbled Do Catlnat
to himself, as he pulled his thick dark
mustache, "ho Is off to make some
fresh mischief. I'll have his sister here
presently, ns like as not, and a pleasant
little choice between breaking my or
ders and making an enemy of her for
life. By my faith, hero Is a lady, as I
feared. Ah, heaven be praised, It Is a
friend and not a foe. Good morning.
Mile. Nanon."
"Good morning, Captain do Catlnat."
Tho newcomer was a tall, graceful
brunette, her fresh face and sparkling
black eyes tho brighter In contrast with
her plain dress.
"A note from Mme. do Malntenon
to tho king. You will hand It to him,
will you not?"
"Certainly, mademoiselle. And how
Is inadamc, your mistress?"
"Oh, her director has been with her
all the morning, and his talk 1? very,
very good, but It is also very, very sad.
Wo nro not very cheerful when M. Go
dot has been to see us. But I foijrot
monsieur Is a nuguenot and knows
nothing of directors."
"Oh, but I do not trouble nbout such
differences."
"Ah, If monsieur could talk to Mme.
de Malntenon n little! She would con
vert him."
"I would rather talk to Mile. Nanon,
but If"
"Oh!" There was xau exclamation, a
whisk of dark skirts, and the soubrette
disappeaied down a side passage.
Along the broad lighted corridor was
gliding a very stately and beautiful
1 idy, tall, , graceful and exceedingly"
haughty. The lady was past her first
youth, It Is true, but the magnificent
curves of her queenly figure, the purity
of her complexion, the brightness of
her deep lashed blue eyes uud the clear
regularity of her features enabled her
htill to claim to bo the most handsome
as well ns the most sharp tongued wo
man In the court of France.
"Ah, It Is Captain do Catlnat!" said
Mme. do Montespan, with a smile.
"Your humble servant, marquise."
"I am fortunate In finding a friend
here, for there has been some ridicu
lous mistake this morning."
"I am concerned to hear It."
"It was about my brother. M. do Vl
vonne. It Is almost too laughable to
mention, but ho was actually refused
admission to the lever."
"It was my misfortune to havo to re
fuse him, madame."
"You, Captain de Catlnat? And by
what right?" Sho had drawn up her
superb figure, and her largo blue eyes
were blazing with indignant astonish
incut. "The king's order, madame."
"Tho king! Is It likely that the king
would cast a public slight upon my
family? From whom had you this pre
posterous order?"
"Direct from tho king through Bon
tems." "Absurd! Do you think that tho king
would venture to exclude a Mortemart
through the mouth of a valet? Go, tell
the king that I am hero and would
havo n word with him,"
"Impossible, madame. I havo been
forbidden to carry a racssago."
"To carry any message?"
"Any from you, madame."
"Como, captain, you improve. It only
needed this insult to make tho thing
complete. You may carry a message to
the King from any adventuress, from
any decayed governess" sho laughed
shrilly at her description of her rival
"hut uoiio from Francolso do Morte
mart, Muiquibo do Montespan "
Such are my orders, mndame. It
pa.us me deeply to bo compelled to
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captain. You may yet find that you
have every reason to bo deeply pained.
For tho last time, do you refuse to car
ry my message?
"I must, madame."
"Then I carry It myself.
She sprang forward at the door, but
ho slipped in front of her with out
stretched arms.
"For God's sake, consider yourself,
madame!" he entreated. "Other eyes
are upon yon."
"Pah! CamlHe!" She glanced at tho
knot of 8wlt7:crs, whose sergeant had
drawn them off n few paces and who
stool open eyed, staring at the scene.
"I tell you that I will see the king;"
"You will rntn me If you pn3s."
"And none the less I shil! do so."
The matter looked serious. Do Catl
nat was a man of resource, but for
o".ce he was nt his wits end. Mme. do
Montosppn's resolution, as It was call
ed In her presence, or effrontery, as it
was termed behind her back, was pro
verbial. If she attempted to force her
way, would he venture to use violence
upon one who only yesterday held tho
fortunes of tho whole court In the hol
low of her hand and who, with her
beauty, her wit and her energy, might
very well be In the same position to
morrow? If sho passed him, then his
future was ruined with tho king, who
never brooked the smallest deviation
from his orders.
"If mndamo would deign to wait,"
said he soothingly, "the king will be
on his way to tho chapel In nn Instant."
"It Is not yet time."
"I think the hour has just gone."
"And why should I wait like u
lackey?"
"It Is but a moment, madame."
"No", I shall not wait." She took n
step forward toward the door.
But the guardsman's quick car had
caught the sound of moving feet from
within, and he knew that ho was mas
ter of tho situation. "I will tnko ma
dame's message." said he.
"Ah, you havo recovered your senses!
Go, tell the king that I wish to speak
with him."
He must gain a little time yet. "Shall
I say It through the lord In wnltlng?"
"No; yourself."
"Publicly?" ,
"No, no; for his private car.'
(To Be Continued.)
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