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��yy WOMAN �T c+ 4 ,. nothing will ever conte within
is � 4� Y1l Clti`i e 1 of -us, Then what are we to do ?"
will miss us, and search for
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IliskY &ONES Fusin, 11449" Johnny, waking up somewhat
Aintree or bite, ate of pereonal danger.
seW k1. they ? No one knows where
end Trate " Mad Mnt %ve are. More of Snowball's doings -
Alta Night's Mystery," y," lha wouldn't let you tell Ma'am Weesy.
Weesy will not miss us until bedtime -
then who is to search.? She and old
Tim are alone on the island, and he
can't leave the light. If he feels in the
In shine eyes she is the sweetest lad} , humor, be may perhaps go to' St. ea -
14,1 I ,'Far 'looked on." das tomorrow, and give the alarm.
)n;Cx ADA Ai+OI T 10Tiii�(1. then, by noon, some oue may be ready
to start in the search, but where are
&c., &c., die,
PART L
"Cheek it over, Snowball," be says, they to look? You and Snowball go
'or
make Mini hell) us --I'11 back you everywhere. up and down the coast for
up." twenty miles ---a wide circuit to search
' Oue -two ! cries Snowball, over -and no one will think of Chapeau
eyes and cheeks aglow with wicked Dien until every other place has been
delight. '• if I say three, over it Roes. given up. That may not bo for days,
()net --two ! -- do you promise, or-" and in three clays papwill be bac1=
" Oh, confound you! Yes, I promise. home.. How do you suppose he will
+Jive ita, w; lie sic`!" sz ysenrag,ed Rene. feel?'
1 %%vel l like to throw yen over instead. "By George!" says Johnny blankly.
f will sai.,t-• day, if you exasperate nee " I suppose we twill no starve," goes
too f•ti ' ou Rene still bitterly; "" there are the
willing, but the :!esti is i bevies we came for. and here is
weal 'Sae dareu't Ilene. dearest," '
laugh, Snawhali. She Bands flim the . spring{. And it won't hart xa to sleep
hook as ':t' speaka. knowing well , he ; on the ground, We t ae r F'r:.a. 130
sill a.'t 1,e; ale his err tl, our father -it all; ,l;l«sit 1;: ,.i! i."
H 3. r.at"r etta, "-'1n.1 Stl !.!'bath." �� J.4111111-, pili•
r.e�•:lttotb►;;Dtie
ket, .1..." . fully, "IMxar l.ttic Slumlla„1 Site veal
she singe gleefully, and snatches :Ela one roil "!1 itt WhatW-ia et't,.EE ut Snow•
of the tin pfti aud bound* neva'. halt :"
Rene poet: es his cherislitsivtilinee to "Nothing she does not rit•hlycleservo,.
lois Ila '.l't, pi , .; up a tial pail :rtl. ere. Let 1a, tribe it will be : les - m to her ---
pari, tel follow, wbeu a ery frl°aIu Johnny if she --we -any of Its were this mann.
--a low, hoarse, agouizca cry-make:i Iain alive. It is her doing 4.- el tale 40
Irian etnp. He gees:~. Hie blather last. Let h" t,alat tilt• ruse-etyuotises 1
I, ,,1 ' 1
Ili, face his grey eves were e, i"I• dismay. " " roar lite .t ti ,ueeball," repeats
1
stallllsr t>'ery trace of color tadiug from for ant t isle t I+ate a, i.
4
safes', :argues, but
lu darer as ie. I i
one flickering Iiil;sr iwilstiu" t aerate! Johnny, t.,r. 1 €, t
Rene follows the liver, soil gazen and be i, not easily eoneiuctnl. 1Sveu the
Bees --yards away, d a"'rug eat with the loss of !iodic clartae ge. iB torgotten, in
turi:iug tide, farther .inti farther every this new state! • + Omen'. "" I'm awfully
sceand4-the Roule•de lar age' sorra !a; teIo ll.•
^" .aloe: Dien:" lie erica, and stands " esti ere ,, lot Johnny 1" savagely;
3tunned. " 3111 I."
It is a melee sit before be Gait take is + • '" Well- �I do. I Can't; help think.
he tall mz"'nitu,ie of the tiisa.";tc:r. 'the ing of liter, though, too. Poor
iwzzt i;l g iiie. host all recall, autt they
are here, lost en Chapeau Dieu,
Ooed Heaven !" Rene exclaims meter
hie breath ; ' Johnuv, bow ie this ?"
" I did not make ber fast," Johnny
.lusher~ huskily. •" I than ht i did, but
it was a bard place, and Snowball was
calling. I did not make her seeure, and
uow site is gone, ley iloule• lteneigc,and
i may never see her again V'
There is agony, real :ag"ny in. Iris
rtaiee. Ne, fur luta,clt in this first no.
went does he care -not for the xnisfor-
tune that has cont: inion them, that
may end in darkest disaster --.hut for his
darling, his treeat:uc, the joy of his
heart, his white idol, Bonle•dc•t'ioige.
Ilene says nothing; be feel.% for his
brother's bereavement too deeply, and
cousternatitm i;; in his sena se they
staid and gaze, and farther, and far.
ther, surd farther away with the swell-
ing tick:, floats the faithless 1Toule-do-
neige.
little thing. how is she to sleep
on the turf ? :shad she is not strong.
And she uevee meant any harm. Don't
be so hard, old fellow,'"
The gentle sea -gray eyes loot: to rlL
fully up --the brown, bright, angry ev
look down. " Have a little pity," the
gray eves say. And " You're a good fel-
low, Johnny," the brown eyes answer.
They rotten as they turn away. " It's
an awful fix, though,"71e muttaerx, and
looks~ seaward agaiai, and begins to
whistle.
There is a stifled sob behind, but
neither hear it. Then, like a guilty
' thing Sncreeps away. It is not
her wont ttt+'aldvanee unheard -she eau
make noise enough at any time for a
dozen-. •bu turf has muffled her
steps, and r ` erries have stopped her
mouth. And she has come upon them,
unfelt, unseen, and overheard all. Ail!
I dare say."
Then tomorrow mo in , the first
thing, she w l tout oUtz° ,I Tien, and
;make him row ber•overte St. 6,ildas.
Do you know who wilt be the first per- 1
son she will to seotithearet 2"
tt No, I,"I. .or b
"" You might, then, if you everthought I
!
at all. She will go to Pere Louis, She
goes to him first in every worry she bas.
And you know what he is. Old Tim
may take it easy, and let the grassgrow 1
under
his feet, but Pero Lotus won't.1
He'll never rest until we're found," {
" By George," says Johnny, brighten- g
" 1 &11 more heaven and earth to find
us," pursues Snowball, more and more !
excited, " and there isn't a man in St.
Giidas isn't ready to fly, if Pere Louis I
but holds up his finger. You know that.
And besides"
Si well
" I told Innocents Desereaux only
yesterday we were coming to Chapeau
Dieu for raspberriesthisweek. I wanted !,
her to coiue, but she couldn't, Rene 1
says. It shows all he knows about it,"
resentfully. "They'llnever thinkot Clia-
peau Dieu. Don't you suppose Ingo will !
hear of our being missing, and will tell
what I said ? And than won't they ?;
come straight here and take us off?
Item. indeed, he thinks he hews every.
thing. He iste't so much wilier than
other people. after all, iu spiteof hie big a
book ."
" You bad better go and tell hint so,"
ing.
� B1CCEST saLE
IN EXETEII
PIG MDTTOTIOITS
11�
IJRY - GOODS
UIUEi11 kI'IC��ftll'S
Stock still complete" in all dt partute?
--SPECIAL VALUES IN—
says Johnny, with a grimace of delight. I "���
He has quite Come over to Snowball's mu,usts, Satins, 1lfM inccys,
view of the question, and bis spirits rico 1
proportionately.
" I would in a minute," retorts Snow-
ball,
ball, with fine defiance.
She dors not, however; she glances
over at Mus and her courage, like Bob
Acres', oozes or,t at the palms of her 1
hands. Truth to tell, be does look rat
unapproachable, standing slim, and I
straight, and dark, 'with folded arms,his i
back against a rock, his pale, rather
stern face set seaward,
"" How willyou stow yourself for the ,
night ?" asks ohnny after a pause. t
"" Oh, auywliere--it doesn't matter.
I will lie under those bushes ou the
moss --itis so soft and. dry. Besides,1 i LHE IRO s s
don't expeet to sleep, Jeltuuy, if Reno
wasn't so grumpy 1 would enjoy this."
"" Would you, by George 2"t
'"And you," said Siiow"bail, with some I 14, URGE, iTOC
tksentment, " if I've heardyou say once
I've heard you ten hundred thousand
times say you envied Robinson Crusoe ,� c•Otte 4021,15
-that you would fairly love to bo '� 1 ` '
wrecked on a desert island. And now
isn't this as good as any desert island, to be cleared out this month= SURE.
only we'll get taken off sooner, and you
don't look pleased one bit You look as
sulky as a sulky," '('�, 't
" It's not half as good as Crusoo's EXTRA ti VALUE E I
island," saysJohuny. ""We have nothing
to eat but raspberries, and a fellow gets BRUSSELS TAPESTRY & ALL—WOOL CARPETS
tired of raspberries as a steady diet, He 1
Dress oods, Flannels
Hosiery and loves.
lies !
Millinery, Mantles, Wool Goods, Furs, and a lot of Fancy
Goods suitable for the season.
—NEW LINES OF -----
Special a1ue
Retie'8 swathing word,, Johnny's regret. had goats, and grapes, and Friday --•-"i1
fol pleading. •1u awful Manic t8 remorse ""He didn't cat Friday, I," smiling , \ e lire bound to lead the trade. Conic and see. No trouble
fal
exposed by Rene opens before her, and Johnny."
- -
it is all herdoing-hers•-her wilfulness, "' And savages—" i
CHAPTER :SII. obstinacy, sellinhnes-;, from first to last. " Rene will do for the savages. - And ,
They may perish here, And Dr. Mac- talking of eating "-briskly-" we have ! P. S.. -Our' stock of Groceries is fresh for the Holiday trade
enough left in the basket for supper.
Suppose we have supper, Johnny? It
must he six o'clock, and eating will be
better than doing nothing."
" All right," responds Johnny, who is
always open to anything in this line;
"" fix dillies, and Ill go and tell Rene."
Be tells Rene all Snowball has told
him, ending with a fraternal invitation
as sent by that young person to conic to
supper.
esu upon her. T11e AN
situation a9 radiant! •, `" will tat` am Freda• to how Goods
CHAPEAU nisu.
"And it is all Snowball's fault 1"
It is Rene who spa+lc' the words, pas.
sionate anger in his voice -the first
wards that break the long silence. Far
off, the batteau is but a white drifting
speck, after which they strain their
::yes until they are half blind. Johnny's
eyes aro diol.
"It's all Snowball's fault !" passion-
ately repeats Rene. Far away and faint
her sweet singing readies them, broken
now and then as the fruitshepieks finds
its way between her rosy lips, instead of
into the shining pail. The sound is to
his wrath as "" vinegar upon nitre."
" It is all her fault. 'She would come
to Chapeau Dieu, she would land here
and nowhere else. Johnny, it serves
you right ! You yield to her in every-
thing. You should not have lot her
force you to land here."
Johnny says nothing. " His heart is
with. his eyes, and that is far away "-
far away to where Boule-de-neige,
beautiful,• traitorous Boule,de•neige,
floats out to the open sea.
"She is a tyrant. Everyone spoils
hex you all do -papa, Weesy, and yon,
Johnny, worst of all. You let her have
her way in everything, and no good
over can come of it. Now, we aro here,
and here we may remain. And it is all
her doing'from first to last."
" It's no use talking now," says 'John-
ny, huskily," the batteau's gone -
gone !" -:
"" Yes, I see it's gone;" bitterly, "and
I hear her singing over yonder still 1
You had better go and tell her, and see
if she will not change her tune!"
Johnny turps away, not to tell Snow-
ball, however. The boat. is •suite out of
sight now, gone forever it may be, and
Johnny feels that his voice ia'riot to be
trusted, withthis great lump rising and
falling in his throat 1
There isa pause.- Rene stands, ;; a
btatee of angry, grief and: despair, and
still strains- his 'eyes ,'•over the` blue,
shining•sea. No Witt Rte to "be seen;
far off.on the horizonthere are sails;but
none of these sails willever come near.
Ali crafts steer wide of fatal Chapeau
Dieu. . , ,,
"'What 'are we to do ?" he bursts out
at length.; "" look here, :Johnny, it's no
time -to sit downand cry."
"Fin ' not trying t" retorts Johnny,
angrily, ldoking up, but his eyes look'
red as he says Wand his voice :breaks
short.
"'rhe batteau's gone," pursues the.
relentless Rene," and we are here. Now
how are we to get off ?"
"Wait until something comes along
and takes us off, I suppose."
" And bow long may that be ? Noth-
ing evercomesthis way no one in their
senses ever lands at Needle's Point.
You know that. Unless a storm drives
a fisl,i,e !,', t or a coaster out of their
donatd will break his heart. And she is
the cause of it all. She would came, she
would land at 'Needle Point, where no
boat could be safely moored; she would
call to Johnny to hurry. Rene is right
-it is all her fault from beginning to
Iend.
She flings Herself on the ground, and
1. buries her wicked face in the grass. All
the misdeeds of her life -neither few
nor far between -rise up before her in
remorseful array, but pale into insignia " Tell her to eat it herself," says
canto before. this crowning crime. She Rene, shortly, `' I don't want guy of her
lies prone, bedewing the dry ferns with supper. And you bad better not take
her despairing tears, andso, half an hour much either, Johnny; pick berries if
after, when he quits hisbrother, Johnny you are hungry. Snowball may be glad
finds her. He looks at her ruefully and of the leavings of her luncheon before
uncomfortably -even at fourteen ho has we get off yet."
i a genuine masculine horror of crying- " Why'? Don't you believe what she
and touches her up gently with the toe says ?"
of his shoe. " I believe she believes it. I have not
" I say," he says, with au attempt at muck faith in Snowball's rosy predic-
gruffness, "stop that, will you!" i tions."
Two lovely, blue, shining eyes lookup " But it seems likely enough," says
at him, pathetic with heart -broken de -
pair.
" Oh, Johnny," she eries out in an-
guished tones.
Johnny has nothing to say to this;
indeed, the situation quite goes without
saying. He stands gnawinga raspberry
branch, and looking still more =com-
fortable. But Snowball must talk -if
the perplexed Johnny. Pere Louis will
search for us high and low, and—"
"Ay, if Pere Louis is at home. Half
the time, as you know, he is away on
missions in the outlying parishes. And
July and August are his mission months.,
I am positive he is not in town." •
Johnny stands blankly, his new-born
hopes knocked from under him at one
death were the penalty Snowball would fell blow. To Pere Louis all things are
talk; talking is her forte, and she has possible -wanting him, Ma'am Weesy
been silent now for over ail hour. So and old Tim, the light -house keeper, are
She sits up, wipes her eyes, sobs a last but rickety reeds.
sob and looks at him solemnly. ""For w rickey
reason" continues Rene
"' Johnny " the rel....14..... "" your had better tell
Yes." , Snow a to cep t o contents o l e
basket for herself. I want none of it,
at least."
The dusk face, fine as a cameo, looks
at this moment as if cut in adamant.
Snowball glancing across,. thinks she
has never before seen Rene look so hate-
fully cross.
There is a hong pause; the brothers
stand and gaze far and vainly over the
"l Prot -aw u ` •` " " sea,' Johnny with the old patient, wist.
" But it isn't so bsi as he makes out. fel light in his' most beautiful eyes,
If there is any chance of geeing the Rene with knitted brows, and dark,
blackest side. of thinpra"`"'the innate stern, resolute gaze. • •
spirit of, contrariety'ristg•at .the bare "It's an awful go 1" says Johnny, at.
mention of •Rene's' name-" • he is' sure to last,`'under his breath. ' "I wish . you
see it. It isn't half so bad.'I f woldn't be'so tremendously hard on
" I hope not, I'm sure,": still dismally; Snowall, though. She couldn't help
• "" it's bad eneugh, I.reckon. We've got it. It'isn't fair, by George ! ' • You make
to stay here all night. What do you call, the Boor little thing feel miserable, Rene.
that 2 ' ' . She was' Crying her eyes out 'a little
'" bh=ono
night --that makes nota- while ago."
ing," loftily.."'And we- will be taken "Let her cry.!" savagely.
off tomorrow. I'am sure of it."She heard every word you said."
"I wish I was, by George. I ain t, ""Let her hear! Too much of her
though. And paha will be home' in a own way will be the ruin of that girl.
day or two. That is what Rene -both She is spoiled by over -indulgence. You
of us -feel bad about." all pet her -I shall not."
" And don't you think that I do ?" m- "No," says Johnny, turning away,
dignantly would, I mean, only I am "" you will never spoil anybody in that
certain v;,. will be safe home long before way, I think. What a fellow you are,
he "comes Now, look ' here Ma'am Rene -as hard as nails."
•
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"'Thisis awful, isn't it ?"
"" Pretty awful," dismally; " the
batteau's gone."- '
"Never mind; she won't go far -
Somebody will pick her up. Every one
knows the Boule•de•neige. ;• She's' all
right.Johnny"
," 7fei1:
"' Rene feels awfl}ITy on't he 2"
iy''f11y eisoI,
Weesywill miss us won't she and be so ' with t ' •li tie goes back witli lagging
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scared she won't be ablate sleepa wink t r s 124 Duzass-f t.. and 125 Carling st..
all night.- Continued o:a 3rd page