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THE DAILY ALASKA EMPIRE, SATURDAY, DEC. 9, 1933 Ll ey "/ 1AL GOO NESS] [ MISTAH GOOGLE--- IT 110 A POW!FUL GO0D TC SEE YO ALl AZAIN-- bk, SYNOPSIS: Curt ¥ Pawd. St. Clair are Karakhan. milliona the wilds of the Lilluar. The joined parties with Sonya @ Ralph Nichols va and Ralph clgim to be entomologists on a sci- ptific expedition ana sister. winterested in § Y wmeither scient @a is bound on a secret mission, tand will not explain it to ( ;. who nevertheless promises | t Her as best he can o gerovs Klosoheo | territory they are cilering. anis whase Chapter 21 THE BATTLE T THE mouth of the pass the next morning, Curt stood up in s canoe for a last look ahead. To get his party through that narrows as a job that he would gladly have | ianded to someone else. He had the feeling that eyes were watch- three can and dusky he g, with pass was more than a mile trong current to buck tream islets to take refuge on. He and Paul had scouted it out that morning while the others were stil oily one favor Sometime that ire had swept down the east shere, ting a swath half a mile wide, @nd burning to the very water edge. Along that whole east shore there Aas hardly a place where a rabbit could have made its form. If the Klosohees were watching the:pass, they had to be on the west rcumstance. side. By hll'"‘m" the east landwash | with his par shgot all the \\.zy across the river. No bows that he had ever seen could do effective work at that distance. Before sitting down, he gave his | final orders: “Paul and I'll lead, Sonya and Francois'll come next, Ralph and Jocku last, We'll keep strung out in single file so it'll be harder to hit us. One other thing— nobody shoots at those men unless 1 say shoot. Jocku, that's meant for you and Francois.” They skirled inlo the narrows. In spite of the stiff current they put the rods behind them, hoping to slide through unmolested. A quarter way through, it hap- pened—the thing Curt had expected. Twenty yards ahead of his canoe something plunked into the water. Watching the opposite shore closely. | he saw a second object, so swift that it seemed a mere flash, come whizz- ing out of a rocky ravine and sail adross the river in a low graceful arch. It too fell ahead. Another and another followed, not atmed at the three craft but delib- erately placed in front, as a warning to turn back. They came faster and faster till perhaps fifty arrows bad been shot. Then they suddenly stopped. “Phe range of those horn bows daunted Curt. They could do dam- age at that distance. They could do deadly work. He stopped and let' Sonya's craft glide up alongside. “You lie down, girl, flat in your cange. Don't expose yourself; you'll be taking chances on your life if aou do.” He pulled her blanket roll {beside her and laid his own sleeping poke on top of it for extra protec tion. “Frangois, you and Jocku dip those paddles deep and fast! The quicker we get through "here, the less time they'll have to make targets of us.” They skimmed on, hugging the east landwash. S THEY came exactly opposite the rocky ravine, the Klfsohees opened on them again, this time in earnest, If the arrows had come singly. they could have been dodged by an | alert person, for their polished heads gumed in the sun and their flight lavas visible at the height of its arch. IBut they came too thick to watch. | one struck Paul's paddle, upraised for. a stroke, and pierced clear | through the ash-heart blade. One hit the canoe in.front of t's knees, clipped through the side, and whanged into the spruce-gum pot. Behind him some- yelled. He turned and saw cols grabbing at his hat as it into the water with an arrow ugh the crown. Iph had gone pale, but he kept h ‘byeg straight ahead and was pad- valiantly. Tenderfoot though as, in those hectic moments that ght out a man’s real nature be ed more courage than -the *breeds who had spent all their lives gaa bush. isobeying orders, Sonya had sat Jup, seized her paddle and was help- ing Frangois. “Get down!” Curt ‘ordered her. *Don’t you know you're liableto be killed?” leep, and had discovered | ring a lightning | , he could make them | 7~ / AH'S * SUNGHINE ! 8CSS ~o! DON!' WEAL'ZE OAT Al TCWNE GWCE US, 805G -~ AH'S M GUINERING # HONES' AH 1S, MISTAH GOOGL FORBIDDEN VALLEY Sonya shook her head as though “Well, arer’t the rest of An instant later a vicious ar- row whizzed over her, so low that she dodged and gasped. Another tered the thwart she was sitting | asains A third hit the sleeping { poke which Curt had placed at her side. If the poke had not been there, that third arrow would have shot her through the breast. Francois shipped paddle | grabbed for his rifle. | “Drop that!” Curt snapped at him. “You can't touch 'em. They're in cover, we're on open water. That | paddle will get you out of danger | | quicker than a gun!” Bent low, they clipped on | stream, trusting tc sheer luck. Slowly the arrows tailed off, began falling behind, and finally stopped | altogether as the range became too | great. i | Curt let the other two cances catch | up and looked them over. Nineteen. arrows in the three craft!—it was | 2 miracle that none of his party had | been killed or . cunded. Ralph | ed the sweat from his face and ! ed across at the forbidding | woods, . with' fright in his eyes. | Frangois and Jocku were ready to | | turn in their tracks and whip back | south. Sonya was the coolest of the | lot. He picked the arrow out of the | sleeping poke an~ examined it curi- | ously. A superb piece of workman- * | ship, its obsidian head was pointed | ss and its shaft with split and up to needle sharp was neatly feathered | hawk-quills Paul touched his arm and pointed | to the rocky ravine across the river. HEY'RE leaving the Tavine. | Watch. There by the four birches goes one now!” Curt glimpsed a shadowy figure slipping. into a buck-brush thicket. Another and another followed. Bight | of them. To be only eight, they cer- tainly had let loose a flock of arrows! He knew why they were hurrying | up stream, Their first ambush had | | failed but they still had time to lay | another one before his party could | get through the pass. No use to race them: they were loping along a game trail while his canoes were fighting | a ten-mile current. There was noth- | ing to do but go ahead, keep a sharp ' lookout, and try tc get by them again. He gave the word, and his party 1 went on. Near the upper end of the narrows | a long granite rock jutted out intc the Tiver, extendiny fully a third ot | the way across: ana at its tip a big | pile of break-up débris had lodaod.; quite sufficient to hide eight men. | Curt looked at it sharply as the |’ were hiding there, it was suicide to | try to get past. i On above it lay a big river-widen- | ing, the end of the pass. It tempted him, that broad sun-glistening water. In ten minutes bis party could be | skimming out upon it. He reached his binoculars, drew | the granite rock up close, studied | the pile of débris, but saw nothing | suspicious. He had almost made up | his mind to take the risk, when a| magpie with a stolen egg in.its blll} came flapping down stream. Direct- ly above the rock it suddenly | breasted up high, nearly tumbled | over itself in the alr, dropped the egg, and veered abruptly out across the river. Curt and Paul looked knowingly | at each other. That magpie was a| dead give-away. There were men | Iying behind that drift. The three canoes pulled in to shore and landed. Sonya spoke up. “I know how you | can do it! We're not stopped! We| can’t pass them on the river, but why | can’t we portage around them? Just | as we would at a rapids or falls!” The move was 30 simple and self- | evident that Curt felt ashamed for| not thinking of it himself. If his| party kept three hundred feet back | from the water edge, they would be entirely safe. Tley could portage their stuff'at one hitch and be up at| j that widening in ien minutes. | Paul and Francois shouldered onzI canoe, load and all, and headed for the bank above. Jocku and Ralph staggered after them Wwith tae sec: ond. Curt handed the paddles and! his rifie to Sonya, swumg up the| third canoe and followed. At the bank he put down his load, told the others to wait there, and started back along the beach. Directly opposite the ambush h¢ walked out on the sand to the river edge, palms out ir the sign for peace. It was a risky act; at so short 2 range he was completely at thels mercy. (Copyright, 1933, William B. Mowery, | Monday, Curt faces death. CHRISTMAS ™" TRER LIGHTS AND ORNAMENTS Here is every- thing to make your tree a thing of beaaty. Checse early fiom a complete stock. Electric Tree Light Outfits canoes approached. If the Klosohees | Cheer and Culor Ona Strih,g s This Christmas—more than ever before . . . home owners in Juneaa, are going to spread warmth and add to the color and joy of Christmas by decorating their homes inside and out with colored lights. ® Trim an outdoor tree or the front porch and yard . . . express the hospitality of the Holi- day Season! We have this year the most varied and com- plete ‘stock of colored Christmas display lamps. Make your selections early! SMITH ELECTRIC Near Gastineau Hotel | diary containing an entry of Feb-| OON' YO 'MEMBAH 'BOUT DAT TIME IN BU'MIN' HAM WHEN DEM SIX COPS ==k T TRAPPER VICTIM OF MUSKEG HOLE IS NEW T THEORY : Frank B. ]lles s Death Now| Believed Accidental In- stead of Murder That Frank B. Jiles, trapper and prospector. who disappeared in the . Lake Minchumiha District last spring, met his death by sinking| into a muskeg hole with a pack| on his back, is the information re- | fieh'ocl from Fairbanks on the Alas- a The accidental death theory is| advanced by Deputy United States | Marshal €. T. Spencer, who cently returned to Fairbanks artcrl investigating the trapper’s disap-! caranté and death. It had been formerly: believed that Jiles met his death through foul plaj Exhumed by Animals | The, body of Jiles had been ox- humed by wild animals, probably bears, and consumed by them, and | they probably also ate two beaver that the trapper was carrying from his trap line to his cabin at the| time he suffered his fatal accident, | Deputy Spancer said. | The unfortunate man’s skull,| part of his cap, pieces of his un-| dershirt and cvershirt, and his canvas coat were found mnear a| muskeg hole or small patch of floating ground, from which a person could not extricat> him- self during the time of the wet marshy'-condition of the sofl in the spring of the year. Nearby also ! were bones of two beavers. Relics Brought Out | The relics were taken to Fair- banks by Deputy Spencer, who al- so obtained effects, which included | a diary, that were found in the dead man’s cabin. “I am satisfied Jiles came to his death in a muskeg hole,” Depuly] Spencer said. “His demise, 1 think, oceurred in May at the time of the spring breakup when ground in many places in the Lake Minchu- | mina region was wet and sogey, with pools of water under it in| instances. In Jiles' cabin was af | the | something ruary 23, and he wrote a that was dated April 2. | Cabin on Fish Lake | “His cabin is on Fish Lake, 40| miles from Lake Minchumina “Evidently he had gone to a bea- | ver trap on Lake Beaver, a few| miles from his cabin, and had 2ot two beaver from a trap. The skulls of thé beaver found near the mus- k~z ‘hole contamed broken an.h, check | Sparkling Gifts She’ll Adore YOU reach her heart than jewelry. lovely collection:. here typifies our high standard of quality. MASSIVE GOLD JEWELRY NECKLACES EAR RINGS Pins and Clips The pieces illustrated are but a few of many beautiful and attractive designs, 'L" A L AT BTy LR s e L e could look the town over and never find gifts more certain to The | much if any money in his posses- : money on deposit with the North- | | Bank of Fairbanks. YOUR TRAP SHW AN' LET'S GET QUTTA HERE- indicating they had fought a trap Doge Left on Chain ¢ had left his five grown dogs 1 by cha in front of his while two pups were left Four of the grown dogs died A fifth broke his dog And the pups en- the ("ll)ln and ate all the it contained. They wrecked interior in their search for| to eat. The pups found alive near Lake Beave: Septem! “Jiles terzd fr')d last xmt likely to have kopt| ion. He was accustomed to put his | ern Comme: nana or ial Company at Ne- with the First Naumnl, Did Business By Check “He transacted his business, even | when it related to small transac-| tions, with checks, as his diary| and records show. | “Therz is not the slightest evi- | dence that any person could haw any motive for killing him, and | there is not the slightest indication of murder. Mr. Jiles was about 50 years old. | | He was unmarried. He had resided in the Interior more than 20 years. He was the discoverer of the Cop- | per Mountain mining district. Among his acquaintances he was | liked and highly regarded. > A total of 311 #ggs in 50 weeks is the record of a New Hamp-| | shire red pullet owned by E. N. Larrabee of Peterborough; N. 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