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Others, led by La Salle, started for the Illinois River and reached it; but without their leader, whom they had murdered on the way. After the settlement of Quebec the French began to explore the regions lying to the west, discovered the Great Lakes, and heard of a great river the Mississippi. This river Marquette and Joliet explored from the mouth of the Wisconsin to the mouth of the Arkansas .
The two travellers reached the Arkansas River and learned that the sea was not far distant, but fearing they might fall into the hands of hostile Spaniards, they decided to retrace their steps, and reached the Baie des Puants about the end of September. The following year Father Marquette wished to keep his promise given to the Illinois.
The girl dropped to the ground, drew her blanket over her head, and began to sing her death-song. "So the black-coat and the woman-stealer have come to die before the Indian's god?" sneered the chief. "If it be God's will, we will die defying your god and you," replied Marquette. "Yet we fear not death, and if God willed he could deliver us as easily as he could destroy that worthless image."
Marquette had been two years away from his palisaded station on the north shore, and nine years in the New World. It was the 19th of May, and Pierre and Jacques were paddling their canoe along the east side of that great lake known now as Michigan. A creek parted the rugged coast, and dipping near its shallow mouth they looked anxiously at each other. "What shall we do?" whispered Jacques.
Jack had left the city on business, it appeared, but he urged Orme to make free of his North Side apartment. So Orme left the Annex and went to the rather too gorgeous, but very luxurious Père Marquette, where he found that the staff had been instructed to keep a close eye on his comfort. All this had happened but three short hours ago.
Of the French and English explorers of later years Cartier, Champlain, Marquette, Hudson, Drake who came to Cape Breton, the St. Lawrence, Hudson, and Mississippi valleys, the California coast the motives were different.
The central door of the Marquette house, broadest and heaviest and most conspicuous both from its position in the middle of its valiant line of brothers, had been closed and barred since last night.
Frank Marquette, seeing the look, poured the gold all into the canvas bag and brought it to him. The eyes of one man alone did not waver once while the girl was in the room, black eyes as tender as a woman's, eloquent now with admiration, their glance like a caress. Ramon Garcia spoke softly, under his breath. Ernestine Dumont looked down at him curiously.
On the 17th of June they entered the Mississippi with a joy which they could not express, Marquette naming it, according to his vow, in honor of the Virgin Mary, Riviere de la Conception, and Joliet, with an earthly diplomacy or gratitude, in honor of Frontenac, "La Buade."
Marquette spent the winter and the following summer at the mission of Green Bay, still suffering from his malady.
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