The Lady of Fort St. John

sea had driven upon the land. There had been a two days' storm on the Bay of Fundy, subsiding to the clearest of cool spring

streaks of electric light would ripple on that surface, and great ships stand at ease there, and ferry-boats rush back and forth. But in this closing dusk it reflect

lows in a round turret topped with battlements. On this tower the flag of France hung down its staff against the evening sky, for there was scarcely any motion of the air. That coast lay silent like a pictured

eplied to this salute. She stood, gradually clear of a headland, her sails hanging torn and one mast broken, and sentinel and ca

has come

re inclosure with a jar of cl

unition. A well, a mill and great stone oven, and a storehouse for beaver and other skins were between the barracks and the commandant's tower built massively into the northeast bastion. This structure gave La Tour the advantage of a high lookout, though it was

and set wide both inner and outer leaves, and a cheer burst through the deep-throated gateway, and was thrown back from the opposite shore, from fo

hand in repl

utation of a subaltern to his military superior. She responded with the same gr

ssman, at Fort St. John

stammer, "the storm mad

u seen D

mad

haggard,

t come from seeing two women follo

s attendant was carrying the baby, and she lifted it for him to look at, the hairs on her up

this one might have perished in the stockade where we found her, and your lord not only misliked her, as you seem to do, but he

take such a creatu

fit words to s

again looking behind. Madame La Tour glanced at her ship, which

had news?" she was

some news, but n

a change of garments and my supper befo

d send any

the fort; and that is easily obeyed, si

t breath how he fared in th

I thanked Heaven, while we were tossing with a broken mast, th

ch with a courteous pride in the other, born of the joint victory they had won over D'Aulnay de Charnisay when he attacked the fort. Not a man broke rank

me," noted Klussman. "Le

did sh

ou sailed northward. She goes

is stil

, ma

s all you k

went, and has no

ear," said Madame La Tour on the threshold, "

ng under his breath, "I would call a crea

, Klussman, when I h

, ma

d past him, and ente

rought from Beausejour. She had a covering over her face, and she held it c