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She afterward rejoined him in Detroit, and they were married at the end of the war, through which he served with honor and satisfaction to himself, being enabled to pay many old scores against the red-coats and the Indians. In 1868 there died in Detroit a woman named Marie Louise Thebault, more usually called Kennette.
The lodger died, and while talking of her death at the house of a neighbor a boy, who had arrived from town, casually asked Kennette knowing her saving ways why she had left the light burning in her house. Grasping a poker, she set off at once to punish the intruder who had dared to enter in her absence, but when she arrived there was no light.
Love of gain, not of company, induced her to lease one of her rooms to a pious old woman, from whom she got not only a little rent, but the incidental use of her fuel and light. When the pious one tried to win her to the church it angered her, and then, too, she had a way of telling ghost stories that Kennette laughed at.
The bargain was made to this effect, but the women did not get on well together, and soon Kennette had an open quarrel with her lodger that ended by her declaring that she never could forgive her, but that she would hold her to her after-death compact.
The bargain was made to this effect, but the women did not get on well together, and soon Kennette had an open quarrel with her lodger that ended by her declaring that she never could forgive her, but that she would hold her to her after-death compact.
Another yarn was about the ghost-boat of hunter Sebastian that ascends the straits once in seven years, celebrating his return, after death, in accordance with the promise made to Zoe, his betrothed, that dead or alive he would return to her from the hunt at a certain time. To all this Kennette turned the ear of scorning. "Bah!" she cried. "I don't believe your stories.
She afterward rejoined him in Detroit, and they were married at the end of the war, through which he served with honor and satisfaction to himself, being enabled to pay many old scores against the red-coats and the Indians. In 1868 there died in Detroit a woman named Marie Louise Thebault, more usually called Kennette.
Another yarn was about the ghost-boat of hunter Sebastian that ascends the straits once in seven years, celebrating his return, after death, in accordance with the promise made to Zoe, his betrothed, that dead or alive he would return to her from the hunt at a certain time. To all this Kennette turned the ear of scorning. "Bah!" she cried. "I don't believe your stories.
Love of gain, not of company, induced her to lease one of her rooms to a pious old woman, from whom she got not only a little rent, but the incidental use of her fuel and light. When the pious one tried to win her to the church it angered her, and then, too, she had a way of telling ghost stories that Kennette laughed at.
The lodger died, and while talking of her death at the house of a neighbor a boy, who had arrived from town, casually asked Kennette knowing her saving ways why she had left the light burning in her house. Grasping a poker, she set off at once to punish the intruder who had dared to enter in her absence, but when she arrived there was no light.
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