The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, November 12, 1925, Page 7

Published by pastes with First National Pictures, Inc., and Frank CHAPTER XII A chilly twilight had iallen by the time the castaways arrived at the encampment above the rapids. _Kir- by and his daughter were shaking from the cold. The Countess Cour- teau hurried on ahead to start a fire in her tent, and thither she insisted upon taking Rouletta hile her men attended to the father’s comiort. On the way up there had been considerable speculation among those who knew Sam Kirby best, for none of them had ever old icliow in quite mind as now His crushed him; he appeared to bé numbed the realization of his overwhelming loss; gone entirely s that gambler’s ‘nonchalance for which he was famous, The winning or the losing of large sums of money had never deeply stirred the old sporti: an; the turn of a card, the sv tattoo of horses hoofs, often had meant far more to him in dollars and cents than the destruc- tion of that. barge-load of liquor; he had seen sizable fortunes come and go without a sign of emotion, and yet tonight he was utterly unnerved. With a man of less physical cour- age such an ordeal as he had under- gone might well have excused a s collapse, but Kirby had no her, proved himself to be a man oi stecl, and so it greatly puzzled his friends to see him shaken broken. He referred often to Danny Ro: al’s aking in a dazed 3 Lloyd Productions, Inc. and make sure he's all right.” The ha ably. “Thank you, when the Countess had stepped out into the night she finished. dressing herself. Her clothing, of course, was as wet as ever, for the warmth of the tent in these few moments had not even heated it throug! nevertheless, her apprchension was so keen that she was conscious of little bodily discomfort. You were right,” the Countess announced when she returned. “He slipped into some borrowed clothes nd went up-town. He told the he couldn't sit still. But you follow—at least in that be mustn't rink any more?"e Heedless of the dee woman’s re- straining hands, Rouletta Kirby made for the tent opening, “Please don't stop me,” she implored. “There's no time to lose and—I' dry out in time.” “Let me go for you.” ‘No, no!” “Then may T go along?’ Again the girl shook her head. “I ‘an handle him better alone. He's range man, a terrible man, when e's this way. I—hope I’m not too late.” Rouletta’s wet skirts slatted about ankles as she ran; it was a chilly night, and, in spite of ‘act that it was a steep climb to the top of the low bluff, she was chilled to the bone when she came panting into the sprawling cluster of habitations that formed the tempo- disbelieving manner, but through that daze ran lightning-bolts of blind, ferocious e—rage at the river, rage at this hostile, ‘sinister country and at the curse it had put upon him, Over and over, through blue lips and chattering tecth, he reviled the rapids; more than once he lifted the broken-necked bottle to his lips. Of thanksgiving, of gratitude at his own and his daugh- ter’s deliverance, he appeared to have none, at least for the time being. Rouletta’s condition was pitiable enough, but she was concerned le: with than with her father's ex traordinary behavior, and when the Countess undertook to procure for her dry clothing she protested e don't trouble. 1M warm ck to dd through i the woman told he s Kirby shook her head and, apprehensive don't under- then moat Danny's gone! 1 “There, there!" comforted her as best she could. “You've had a terrible experience, but you mustn't think of it just yet. Now let me help yor Finding that the were stiff and uscles removed the wet skirt and jacket. wrung them out, and hung them up. ‘Then she produced some dry under- garments, but Miss Kirby refused to put them on. “You'll need w' hat. few things you have,” said she, “and—I'l soon warm up. There’s no telling what dad will do. I must keep an eye on him.” “You give yourself too much con- cern. He's chilled through and it’s natural that. hould take a drink. men 1 something “Oh, wirat uw him drown— * ~The Countess girl’s_ fingers the Countess rary town of White Horse. Tents were scattered over a dim, stumpy learing, lights shone through trees that were still standing, a meande ing trail led past a straggling row of canvas-topped structures, and from one of these issued the wavering, metallic notes of a phogograph, ad- vertising the place asa house of entertainment. Sam Kirby was at the bar when his daughter discovered him, and her first searching look brought di may to the girl. Pushing ‘her way through the crowd, she said, auietly “Hello!” he exclaimed in surprise. “What are you doing here?” S ther!” “Hello!” he exclaimed, in surprise. “What are you doing here 2 him aside, “haven't ‘ou been through cnough for one ‘day? Run back to the Countess’ amp where I left you.” Don’t drink any more,” she im- plored, with an agony of dread in her face, Kirby’s bleak countenance set it seli stony lines. “I've got to, said he. “I'm cold—frozen to the quick. wt need something to warm y| me up.” your misfortune too hard. The toss of your outfit means nothing compared with your safety, It was a great tragedy, of course, but you and your jather were saved, + You still have him and he has you.” “Danny knew what was coniiag,” id the ‘girl, and tears welled into her eyes, then slowly overflowed down her. white chee’ “But he faced it. He was game. He was a good man at heart. He had his faults, of course, but he loved dad ind he loved me; why, he used ta carry me out to see the hors my playmate, my done murder for me!” Through her tears Rouletta looked up. “It's hard for vou to believe that I knew, after what he did to you, but—you know how men are on the trail. Nothing matters. He was ‘angry: when you outwitted him, and so was father. for that matter; but I told them it served us right and T. forbade them to molest you further.” “You did that? Then it’s you T have to thank.” The Counte: smiled gravely. “I could never wu derstand why I came off so ca 7 "m glad I’ made them , behav You've more than reps Rou- Jetta paused, she strained her ears to catch the sound of voices from he neighboring tents. “I don’t hear father,” said she. “I wonder if he “could have gone?” “Perhaps the men have put him lo bed—" £,, But Miss Kirby would not accept Pthis explanation. “I’m _afraid— Again she listened apprchensively. MOnce he gets a taste of liquor Aherc’s no handling him; he’s terri- le. Even Danny contdn’t do any- ing with him; sometimes even I ve failed,” Hurriedly she took wn her sodden skirt and made as to draw it on, “Oh, you musin’t! “You o out this way. imply must not fait here, Vl find him for “you pal. ws 3 STALMENT beet A £7 Bee “WINDS .OF CHANCE?” E Eltinge Fonight Letty could smell the Whisk his breath, she could sce a new ight in his eyes and already she sensed rather than observed a_ subtle change in his demeanor “Oh, dad!” she quavered; then she bowed her head weakly upon is arm and her shoulders shook. Kigby laid a gentle hand upon her, then e: claimed in surprise: “Why, 'd, you're still wet! Got those same clothes on, haven't you?” He raised his voice to the men he had just left. “Want to see the gamest girl in the world? Weil, here she is. Fou w how she took -her medicine today? Now listen to this: she’s wet through, but she came looking for her old dad—afraid he'd get into trouble!” = Disregarding the crowd and the appreciative murmur her father’s praise evoked, Rouletta begged, in a low, earnest voice: “Please, dear, come away. Please—you know why. Come away—won’t you—for my ike 7 Kirby stirred uncasily. “I tell you I'm cold,” he minttered, but stopped short, staring.. “Yes, and I sce Danny. I sec him as he.went over- board. Drowned! I'll never get him out of my sight. I can’t seem to understand that he’s gone, but— verything’s gone, for that matter, Ever: is “Oh no, dad. Why, you're here and I’m here! We've been broke before.” Kirby smiled again, but cheer- lessly,. “Oh, we airi’t exactly broke; I’ve got the bank-roll on me an it'll pull us through. We've had bad Iuck for a yeaf or two, but it’s bound to change. You cheer up— and come over to the stove, What you need is. to warm up while I get! you a little drink.” Rouletta gazed | up into the gra’ face above her. “Jad, look at me.’ She took his hand. “Haven't we had trouble enough for one day?” The gambler was irritated at this persistence and he showed it, “Don’t be foolish,” he cried, shortly. “I know what I need and I know what and. ‘Chese men are friends and you needn't be uneasy, kid, you let me find a place We “to spend the night.” | “Not until you're ready to go around for a little | j on't be long.” Old Sam | drew a bench up beside the stoye and seated the girl upon it. ‘m all broke up and I've just got to keep | " he explained, more feeling- | he returned to the bar. Realizing that he was completely | nd and that further argu- | ment was futile, Rouletta Kirby set- i tled herself to wait. In spite of her | misery it never occurred to her to| abandon her father to his own de- | vices, even for an hour—she knew | him too well to run that risk. But | her very bones were frozen and she | shivered wretchedly as she held her | shoes up to the stove. Although the | H fire began slowly to dry her outer | garments, the clothes next to her flesh remained cald and clamm Even so, their chill was as nothing to the icy dread that paralyzed the} very core of her being. * Pierce Phillips told himself that! this had been a wonderful day—an epoch-making day—ior him. Lately he had been conscious that the} North was working a change in him } but the precise extent of that change, even the direction it was taking, had not been altogether clear; now, however, he thought he understood. He had been quite right, that first hour in Dyea, when he told that Life lay yust ahead of him—j over the Chilkoot. Such, indeed had proved to be the case. and it had welcomed him with oper ; it had ushered him into a new wondrous world. His hand: had fallen to men’s tasks. experi ence had come to him by 1 bounds, Jn a rush he had emergec he had grown strong n¢ brown. Having abandoned himsel to the tides of circumstance, he hac wept into a new existence Adventure had rubbed shoul- ho him, where Love smiled into his eyes. tested his mettle, too, and today the final climax had come, What roused his deepest s action now v the knowledge that he had met that cli- mix with credit. Tonight it seemed to him that he had reached full manhood, and in the first flush of re ation he assured himself that he could no longer drift with the aimles begin tg shape affairs to his own end More than once of late he had pondered a certain thought, and now, ing arrived at a decision, h determined to act upon it. since that stormy evening at man his infatuatio: increased, but, owing stances, he had been enjoying its full deli the daylight hours of ter of been alone together even for a quar- ter of an hour; they had. scarcely had a word in confidence, and consequence he had been forced to derive what comfort he could from a chance look, a smile, some inflec- tion of her voice. Even at night, after camp was pitched, it had been little better, for the thin walls of her canvas shelter afforded little privacy, and, being mindful of ap- pearances, he had never permitted himself to be al long at a time—only long enough, in fact, to make sure that Tis happi- ness was not alla dream. A in| protestation now and then, a s kiss or two, a fe alen moments of delirium, that w love-affair had progressed. had he and Hilda arrived at a de nite understanding; never had th thoroughly talked out the subject to circum- thwarted in During that engrossed them both, never had | cither time or opportu- h to do more than sigh and whisper and hold hands, and a result the woman remained almost as much of a mystery to Pierce as she had been at the moment of her first surrender. It was an intolerable situation, and so, under the spell of his buoy- ant spirits, he determined to make an _end of it once for all. The Countess recognized his when he canie to her tent and. spoke to him, . Mistaling her, greet- ing for permission to enter, he yn- tied the strings and ome inside only. b find her unprep: ‘ed. far, his rece} tion, She had‘ tade her sirel- ter snug, a lively fire was burning, the pisces was, fragrant. af (pine bough » and a few deft igsuihine touc! e agd there, had’ trans- formed’ into a bol We ae removed her jacket and waist and was occupied in’ combing her. hair, but at’ Pierce’s unexpected entfance she. hyrriedly gathered shower, about her bare shoulders and yoiced a protest at his intrusion. He stood:smiling down at her and efused to withdraw. Never -had Phillips seen such an alluring picture. Now that her hair d] was undone, its length and its pro- fusion “surprised |him, for it com- pletely mantléd her, and th: rough. ie Ge ae saeee her arms, olde protectin; a rounded breasts, ‘was aaeali ing. The sight put him joa chnauering 1 mi he strode forward, lifted her into his embrace, ‘then: smothered her forint protest with his lips. 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