New Britain Herald Newspaper, January 9, 1922, Page 3

THE SNOWSHOE TRAIL | 11} EDISON MARSHALL (Little, Brown & Co, (Continued From Last Issue.) Bill's bullet went stralght home, ripping through the lungs tearing the great arteries about the heart, shiv- ering even a portion of the heart it self, And yet the grizzly sprang like a demon through the deep snow, straight toward him, Virginia's horrined eyes saw his fingers race as he worked the lever action of the gun. The bear seemed almost upon him. And she screamed when she heard the impotent click of the hammer against the breech, Blll had fired the single shot that was in the gun. Before ever he heard the sound Harold remembered. 1In one wave of horror he recalled that he had for- gotten to refill the magazine with shells. Yet leaping fast—red and deadly upon the heels of his remorse —there came an emotion that seared him like a wall of fire. He saw Bill's fate. Here was his enemy the man he hated ahove all living creatures, and the blood lust surged through him ke a madness. In one wave of ecstasy he felt that he was about to see the gratification of his hatred. In the hands of a brave and loyal man, the rifle Harold carried might yet have been Bill's salvation. Yet Harold didn't lift it to his shoulder. But at that instant aid came from an unexpected quarter. Virginia re- membered the pistol at her belt, and she drew it in a flash of blue steel. True and straight she aimed toward the glowing eyes of the grizzly. At the angle that they struck, her bullets did not penetrate the brain; but they did give Bill an instant's re- prieve. The bear struck at the wounds they made, then halted, bawl- ing, in the snow. His roving eye caught sight of Virginia's form. With a roar he bounded toward her. The next instant was one of drama, of incredible stress and movement. Tfor all his mortal wounds, the short distance between the bear and the girl seemed to recede with tragic swiftness. Virginia stood her ground, firing shot after shot into the animal's head. Because it was an automatic, she was able to send home the loads in rapid succession. But Bill by now had found one of the extra shells Harold had given him. The grizzly was upon them. He dropped the shell into the gun. There was no time to raise the wea- pon to his shoulder. He pointed it instinctively toward the gray throat. And the end of the barrel was against the bear's flesh as he pressed the trig- ger. No human eye could follow the 1ightning events of the next fraction of a second. One instant, and the three figures seemed all together; Bill crouched with rifle held pointed in bhis arms, Virginia behind him, the grizzly full upon them both. The next, and Harold stood alone in the snow and silence—awed, terrified, and estranged as if in a dream. Except for three forms that lay still, half-buried and concealed in the drifts it was as if the the adventure had never occurred. The bullet had gone true. plerced the animal’s neck, the vertebrae of the spinal and life had gone out of him as flame goes out in the wind. Bill was first to move. He had re- celved only a glancing blow; the drifts into which he had fallen were soft as pillows. He crawled over to Virginla's side. He seized her shoulders and shook her gently. Instantly her eyes opened. Her full consciousness returned to her with a rush. She was not scratched, not even shocked by the fall, and she reached up quickly for Bill's hands. And instantly, with a laugh on her 1ips, she sprang to her feet. “You killed hjm?"” she asked. “Bear's all dead,”” he answered cheerfully. Tt had breaking column, a XIV. In the weeks they had been to- gether, Bill had always been careful never to try to show Harold in a bad light. It was simply an expression of the inherent decency of the man. he knew that Virginia loved him, that she had plighted her troth to him, and as long as that love endured and the engagement stood, he would never try to shatter her ideals in regard to him. But Harold had a ghastly fear of the sober Bill's eyes. “Why did you give me an unloaded gun and tell me it was full?” Bill| demanded. “Except for a good deal ot luck there’d been a smile on the face of the grizzl but no Bill! “And by the wi he went on, as he waited for his reply. “I don't re- member hearing your gun go off dur- ing the fray. You might explain that, too.” “I didn't shoot because I couldn't,” Harold replied, earnestly. ‘At first vou were between me and the bear— and then Virginia was. It all hap- pened so quickiy that there was noth- ing I could do. I can't imagine why T forgot to reload the rifie. A man can’t always remember—everything. Thank God that it didn't turn out any worse than it did.” Bill nodded; the girl's face showed unspeakahle rvelief. They gathered about the gray grizzled form in the snow. “Does this—help our food problem any?" Virginia asked. “Except in an emergency—no. He's an old, tough brute. Strong as mink and hard as rock. It we don’t pick up some more game during the day, I'll hike over to my Twenty-three Mile cabin and get the supplies I've WHAT, do 7 % %/ 7 . want sickening and query in men% | | | | good ! Y and N. A, Bervice) ‘| [ left There's a | carthou ham, among other things hring back a hackload, anyway," Bill then announced he'd like find the grizzly's den. He felt it was near, But Harold had very special und particular reasons why such a course appealed to him not at all, “Yes and maybe find a couple of other bears In there, in the dark and no| chance to fight, Go and look, if you like." “I will, if you don't mind, want to come, too, Virginia? There's no danger-—really there isn't, If this | had been an old she-bear we might | have found some cubs, but these old males travel around by themselves." “We'll be back In a minute, Harold. And if you don't mind—TI'll take my own gun." They exchanged rifles, and Virginia and Bill started back toward the fallen grizzly. They back-tracked the bear through the snow and came upon the cavern mouth. Back five feet from the opening the interior was dark as night: the cavern walls, gray at the mouth, slowly paled | and faded and were obliterated in the gloom. Bill was puzzled. “This cave-—I've never seen just like this. Virginia—" The man stepped forward scratched a match on the stone. flared; the shadows raced away Bill's breath caught in a half-s Instantly he smothered the match. The darkness dropped around them like a curtain. But in that instant of light Bill beheld a scene that tore at his heart. Against the cavern wall, long lost in the irremediable darkness, he had seen a strange, white shape—a ghost- ) ly thing that lay still and caught the match's gleam—a grim relic, of dead years, He turned to the girl, and his voice{ was almost steady when he spoke. “You'd better go out, Virginia—into the light,”” he advised. “Why? Is it—danger?"’ “Not danger.” His voice in the si- lence thrilled her and moved her. “Only wickedness. But it isn't any- thing you'd like to see.” The single match-flare had revealed him the truth. The thing he had seen was a naked skeleton, flesh and garments having dropped away in the years; and the grizzly had simply made his lair in the old shaft of his father's mine. Bill had found his father's sepulcher at last! “I believe I understand,” she said.| |“You've found your mine—and your | father's body.” | “Yes. Just a skeleton.” “I'm not afraid. Don't me to stay?” “I'd love to have you, if you will. Some way-—it takes away a lot of my bitterness—to have you here.” | He made another light. They stood together, looking down at the skeleton. But she wasn't quite prepared for what she saw. A little cry of horror rang strangely in the the dark shaft. This had been no natural death. Un- doubtedly, the elder Bronson had been struck down from behind, as he worked, and he lay just as he fell. There was one wound in the skull, round and ghastly, and in a moment they saw the weapon that made it. A rusted pick, such as miners use, lay beside the body. “I won't try to do much today," the man told her, “except to set up one of my cornerposts and erect aj claim notice.” He held the Yght close, studying the rear wall of the cave. It was simply a gravel bed, verifying his guess that here lay an old bed of the creek. 1In the first handful of stone he scraped out he found a half-ounce nugget. “It's rich?" she asked. “Beyond what I ever dreamed. But there's nothing more we can do now. | I've made my find at last—but it doesn’t seem to make me-—as happy | as it ought to. Of course, that sight —there against the wall—would nat- urally keep a man from being very happy. Oh, if I conld only find and kill the devil who did it!" He was setting his claim marks when Harold came mushing toward them. So intent were they upon their work that they didn't notice him until he was almost up to them “You've found a mine?"" he guessed. ouxr . favorite dessert- will be still better if you make it with over there, smoked | to sure Do you a cave and you want ordend EAGLE BRAND .Condensed Milk [ e WHEN IT 18 SHELLFISH YOU WANT THEN IT IS HONISS’S 20-30 State Street Hartford Telephone 3374—3375 Heo arranged NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, MONDAY, JANUARY 9, 1922 Virginla 1o ather's mine he bear there's a dreadful “Show me it Take Ight away They starte (Continued fortune has up. 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NEED OF WORLD am to be - |have we got a permanent impression Maj, |the homes of men Taube who was com- pelled to cancel the engagement when he injured his arm In training yester- REAL GOSPEL IS MoAll MissioanSpeaker Urges Actual Christianity “Had the world had a gospel of | [reality we never would have had a| war in Burope,” sald Rev, George 'r,; | Berry, field secretary of the MeAll | misston, at the First church last evening, given in conneetion with the |services of the First and churches being held every Sunday eve [ ning during January and February. | A Vencer of Christianity. “Before the war,” continued the | which we cele- called Christianity, ceremony at certain times of the year| and forgot about it in our dally Ife. The whole thing went to smash over- night. “Are we back to the common place where we left off before the war or of the lessons taught by the great war? “There is enough food in America to |feed the world, yet hundreds of men, women and children are dying by way- side in Europe for want of food." Some Things the Mission Does. | The speaker went on to tell of the work of the McAll mission In France. | He explained how it made happler who forgot all |dutles in the craving for drink; how it| | made things better and happler in| |some cases by appealing to men's | better nature in industrial crises | maintained homes for crippled and |blind men, who could be taught to |overcome their infirmities and take | thelr places in the industrial life of 'the country. He also told of fresh air camps and vacation homes for under- I nourished and anaemic children. Future Depends On Children. “The France of the future depends }nn how the childhood of today Iis taught its faith in God,” he said. | “There are 800,000 fatherless chil- ldren in France today, as a result of |the war. Tt is up to the McAll mis- |ston to guide thelr lives in the right way."” Speaking of some recent criticism of France as a country with a ten- dency to be overly militaristic, the speaker sald that feeling was due to |a misunderstanding on this side of the water of the actual conditions con- fronting the French people. Regarding Germany. “Would you, as an American ctiis zen not resent criticism if you insisted on keeping a large army on the Can- adian border and across the Rio ASK FOR Horlick’s the Original h v | Grande b | for 15 centuries a had erossed couldn't trust her not to do it again?" e asked, vho children the | times, | back to work night and [to find that widow |Germany [ tions. 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