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Updated: May 25, 2025
As he swung between his captors McElroy looked back at the closed gates of De Seviere and a sharp pain struck at his heart, a childish hurt that the post he had loved should watch his exit from the light of life with unmoved front.
The stranger and himself, with young Ivrey and Ridgar should be served in the little room off to the west where were the small table, the chairs, and the row of books. Not often did Fort de Seviere have so illustrious a guest as must be this young adventurer. "Merci, my friend, what extravagance is this! The savour of that pot does fairly turn my head!"
Against all odds we go of a truth, but strategy and wit accomplish much, and the Nakonkirhirinons have no thought of rescue. Besides, the farther north they get the less keen will be their vigilance. With men, M'sieu, we may retake, by strategy alone of course, the factor of Fort de Seviere. Therefore have we come across your way, In the Name of Mary, M'sieu, I beg that you refuse me not!"
Verily, the wilderness held healing as well as hurt. So followed each other the dawns and the summer noons and the marvellous twilights, with pageantry of light and colour and soft winds attuned to the songs of birds, and the two men neared the mystery of Fate. Back in De Seviere the gloom of the forest in bleak winter sat heavily on every cabin.
"Also do we bring word of a great tribe, the Nakonkirhirinons, living far beyond the River Oujuragatchousibi, who this year journey down to Fort de Seviere with many furs, more than all that will come from the Assiniboines, the Crees, the Ojibways, and the Migichihilinons put together.
I would I had something better than Rette's strong coffee in which to pledge you, but, as you see, Fort de Seviere has no cantine salope. It is not the policy of the Great Company, as you doubtless know, to abet its trade with the Indians by the use of liquor." De Courtenay looked quickly up.
If he had held his peace, all would be well now and the old chief would not be lying stiff and stark somewhere in the shadowed camp, the women wailing without fires. It was no balm to his sore heart that he in his blundering wrath had wrought this fresh disaster. And his post, De Seviere, which he had won by daring service and loyalty to the H. B. C., what would become of it?
When I spring for our friend of the painted feather, do you, M'sieu, waiting for nothing, take to the bush with all the speed there is in you. And before we part know that, were we free, I would punish you as man to man for that moment before the gate of De Seviere with all pleasure." "Ah! You refer to Ma'amselle Le Moyne? By what right?"
These were the quiet and friendly Assiniboines, and the first of the tribes, being the nearest, to reach the factory that year. De Seviere was early awake and all was astir within its walls, for this was the great time of the four seasons.
"But I had nigh forgot, so unused am I to society and the usages thereof," he said, turning back with an engaging smile, "Alfred de Courtenay, known in that world across the water; and which my taste, or that of itself, more properly speaking, has caused me to forswear for some length of time, as Mad Alfred, I am, M'sieu ?" "Anders McElroy," supplied the other, "and factor of Fort de Seviere."
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