The Seattle Star Newspaper, December 30, 1922, Page 9

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TH’ ONLY 1920 -Little Brown & Compan) TUING He'd DAY (Continued From Yesterday) river, and her eyes shone with the ‘Then, at the head of the grave, he | sheer, unadorned love of living. vi thrust the barre! of Ezram’s rif_c into | dently she had just enjoyed a brisk the ground, a monument grim as hin | paddie thru the atill stretches of the Own thoughts The Inst rite was! river, With sure, steady strokes she Gompleted; he was free to work now. | pushed the craft close to the little. From now on he could devote every | board landing where Ben stood. She thought to the work in hand—the| reached up to him, and tn an instant payment of his dedta was laughing—at nothing in partic Ry the same roundabout route he | ular but the fun of life—at his aide @iroled back to his camp, cooked his} The man glanced once at Fenris, meager lunch, and in the afternoon | spoke in command, then turned to the To Stick A FIRE PLUG IN THEIR COAT LAPEL FoR A CARNATION | Ventured forth again. But he was _ Prospecting tm earnest this time, tho | the prospects that he sought were) of victory to his cause, rather of gold. Ho was woking sim- & good, general idea of the nature f geography of the country so ‘That he might know better how to plan his attack, His excursion tock him at last to the wooded bank Of the river. He stood a long time, quite motionless, Vistening to the water voices that say the wine can understand. This _ Was really a noble stream. It flowed ‘With such crandeur tn its stlence and “politude; old and gray and austere, Mt was a mighty expression of wilder- Ress §=«power—resistiess, immortal, secretive. The waters flowed darkly, icy cold from the Melting snow; but like a sleeping ‘Blant they would be quick to seize ‘Upon and destroy such as would try 3 = brave their currents, likely never ‘fo yleld them up again. Flowing fo: @ver thru the unin ited forest no Would ever know the fate of the river claimed. ‘He was above the camp when he to its banka, but he worked down thru the thickets Jetfery Netison's cabin. The flowed quietly here, a long, stretch that afforded safe boat- Yet the smooth waters did nat ‘the least alleviate Ben's haunting of their sinister power and ‘The old gray she-wolf ts not be trusted in her peaceful mo- His keen ears could distinctly the roar and rumble of wild Just below. ‘The river was of great depth as as breadth—one of the king of the land. Ben found him- Staring into tts depths with a c pulse He had a momen- impression that this great was his ally, a mighty agent he could bend to hfe will. He approached the long, sloping on which stood Netlson’s cabin; ‘oa he suddenly drew up short at | of a light, staunch canoe the open water. It was a curious that he noticed the craft itself ever he glanced at its occu- A thrill of excitement passed Wim. He realized that this boat to some degree his own fm that ft afforded him of traversing this great water- certainly to be a factor tn the sie leap of his heart, that tts eck i tae tone s kindled at the recognition, [the beginnings of « smile flashed But at once remembrance to him, crushing his joy as the Crushes a tender flower, The of the enemy camp, the of the leader of the triumvt- murderers, While she he sowed have had no part tn the Hime, perhaps she already had guilty of It, and at least she was father’s hated blood. | had builded much on his with this girl; but he felt he, turning black—like . frost—in his cold breast. Could be no friendly words, ex- sides, hated foes to the last she would be one of the i that must suffer with the but he felt no remorse, Not Mm this lovely, tender wood child stand in his way. ‘1 he must not put her He must stmulate friend- He lifted his hat in answer to ay signal. wore a white middy blouse, her brown, bare forearms flashed iy in the spring sun. Her hair was disarranged by the |xirl, “AN rested from the ride, 1 | seo," he began easily. Her instincts keyed to the highest piteh, for an Instant she thought she | discerned an unfamiliar tone, hard @nd hateful, in his voice. But his eyes and his lips were amiling; and evidently she was mistaken. | wet tired,” ahe responded. She glanced at the tools tn his arma “1 suppose you've found a dosen rich lodes al | ready this morning.” | “Onty one.” Ho smiled, significant ly, into her eyes. Because she wax ® forest girl, unused to flattery, the warm color grew tn her brown jeresks. “And how was paddling? foes ater looks still enough from a | “It's not as still as ft looks, but’ It |is easy enough for a half-mile each way. If you aren't an expert boat man, however—I hardly think—I'd try it.” “Why not? I'm fair enough with & canoe, of course—but It looks safe Bhe paused. “Lis. |ten with those keen ears of yours, | Mr Darby. Don't you hear any- | thing ** | Ben did not need particularly keen ears to hear: the far-off sound of | surging waters reached him with en: | tire clearness, He nodded. “That's the reason,” the girl went on, “If something should happen— jand you'd wet carried around the bend—-a little farther than you meant to go—you'd understand. And we Wouldn't see any more of Mr. Darby around these parts.” Her dark eyes, brimming with | |Mght and laughter, were on hin face, | Dut she failed to see him slowly stif- fen to hide the sudden, wild leaping at his heart. Could tt be that he saw the far-off vision of his triumph? His eyes glowed, and he fought off with difficulty a great preoccupation that seemed to be settling over him. eH me about tt.” he sald at last, casually. “I was thinking of making & boat and going down on a pros-| peeting trip.” “EN tell you about ft, and then 1 think you'll change your mind. The) first cataract ts the one fust above where we first saw the river—com- Ing in; then there's this mile of quiet water, From that point on the Yuga flows into gorge—or rather one gorge after another; and sometime they'll Itkely be almost ae famous as! some of the great gorges “of your) country. The walls are just about straight up on each side, and of course are absolutely impassable. 1 don't know how many miles the first gorge t»—but for nearly 200 miles the river is considered impassable for boats. Two hundred and fifty miles or so below there is an Indian vil- lage—but they never try to go down the river from here. A few white men, however, have tried to go down with canoce-loads of fur.” “And all drowned?” Ben asked. “All except one party. Once two! men went down when the river was high—Just as it is now. They were| good canceists, and they made it| thru. No one ever expected they would come out again.” ' “And after you've once got into! the rapids, there's no getting out—or landing?" take down this river in @ canoe in| “Of course not. I suppose there are! high water—and get thru into that! places where you might get on the| great, virgin, trackless country @ bank, but the gorge above is impass-| hundred miles below, it would be al-) able.” t macet impossible to get him out. Un-| “You cotfidn't follow the river down | jess the off could chase him) —with horses?” |down the same way he went—by | , in time. Of course It would | conceit would take literally weeks be slow going, as there are no trails, and months for them to get in, and the brush fs heavy, and the country by that time he could be hidden and {s absolutely unexplored. You see it jocated and his tracks covered up.” has never been considered a gold «and with good ambushes, able to country—and of course Indians won't noid off and kill a doren of them, | fo except where they can go Inign? Ben's hands shook, and he canoes. Some of the hills must be |iccked them behind him: “They call | impassable, too. I've heard my fath-| tat country—what? |e speak about {t-—how that ff any) win. here’ That's all eriminal—or any one like that—could! |) "Re a it Caiied—‘Hack Ther that found a passway down the THE DOOR IN THE PUMPKIN COACH “The pian for using the hogs “head for the body of their coach ‘made a great hit with the crowd. | | “What will we do for calling cards? ome of the boys asked. And after much more fun and chuckling they got together and made cards—huge placards of Pasteboard they were, bearing each «@ single name elaborately done in script. “In the end of the barrel they cut a little door and two small windows. They mounted it firm- ly on the dray, with the driver | perched high.and proper on the | seat, ay any coachman should be. “They dreased themselves with greatest care; they made out a list (as if they wouldn't be able to “yemember every one of the few homes where they were to eal); they gave solemn and dignified and elaborate directions to the driver, and carefully crawled In thru the door of their coach, with a grand ery of ‘Drive one" ‘The story-teller hesitated a mo- ment as if he didn’t quite know how to go on with hia story, then plunged in with @ reminiscent | “I told you I didn’t know just aaKRER “It's as good a name as any. course, the reason they were able to| make it thru in high water was due to the fact that m and ledges were submerged, and the could slide right over them.” | “Of course, Many of our rivers are | safer in high water. But “you ser iously don’t intend to take such a trip——" He looked up to find her eyes wide and full upon his, Yet her con- cern for him touched him not at all She was his enemy: that fact could | never be forgotten or forgiven. “I want to hear about it, anyway I heard in town the river is higher than it's been for years—-due to the Chinook. ” “It is higher than I've ever seen It. But it's reached ite peak and has started to fall, and It won't come up again, at least, till fall, When the Yuga rises it comes up in @ flood. and It falls the same way. It's gone down quite a little since this morn- ing; by the day after tomorrow no one could hope to get thru Devil's Gate—the first cataract in the what year this was! But one thing’s sure—it was many and many a long year tefore ths Vol- stead act * it wae long before any W. C. T. U. work had been done on the Coast or any Anti. Saloon league. Liquors were a part of almost every jollification, find nobody thought anything of it. “So when our gay young bloods entered a home they were served wines or brandy or even clen whisky, they made thelr call, wished the howtess a mock-grané Mappy New Year ond swaggered out to reenter their coach. “The driver watched the swag. | gor with interest, and by tie time they made the call at the home which occupied the present site of the Olympian uotel, the swagger was @ stagger and (he old man got busy. “When they came out, he said, ‘Come on, boys, let's go home now,’ but they argued and protest ed and they ludicrously begred, but he was strong of heart und | orawny of arm, and one by one, In | spite of mighty struggle, he stuff ed them into the little door, fast | ened it, and drove them about till their heads were a bit cooler, then took them home, sadder but wiser boys.” Not even with a canoe? Of course ft would be broken to plecos.” “Not a canoe, either, in two or three days, 1f the river falls like it usually does, But tell me—you aren't serious “I suppose not, But ft gets my imagination—just the same, 1 sup- pose a man would average better than 20 miles an hour down thru that gorge, and would come out at Back There.” ‘Their talk moved easily to other | mibjects; yet it nee to Ben that | wome secondary consclousness held up bis end of the conversation, His| own deeper self was lost in curious and dark conjectures, Her descrip. | tion of thb river lingered in his| thoughts, and he seemed to be grop- | ing for a great inspiration that was | hovering just be,ond his reach—as plants grope for light in far-off leaty jungles, He felt that It would come té him in a moment: he would know the dark relation that t of the peed | DOINGS OF THE DUFFS HELLO, TOM, SAY! WAS OVER AND TOOK A SLANT AT THAT NEW HOUSE OF YOURS TODAY ~ GEE, /T'S SOME JOINT TLL SAY! CLASS ‘To You op TMER'|| TeaR rr Down IT'S AVERY NIFTY HUT- ELF DAKIN NEEDED VERY LITTLE FURNTURE WHEN HE STARTED HIS NEW GARBER SHOP. Swapping Days Li SAY YOURE A REAL SPORT AT THAT? GIVE YOUR WIFE A NEW HOUSE AND LOT FORA LITTLE CHRISTMAS PRESENT~ JUST A LITTLE SEASON'S GRI WELL,I™ GLAD IT HAS YouR APPROVAL~ | WON'T HAVE TO EVERETT TRUE IF YOu Want Te Leave POR KOURSTGLF IN THIS Wo WORTH Aw, WHo ars yous These RUD, A NAMGS THar'S | GENCHES DON’T WHILG, DON'T MOPS TO ACHIGVE THaT CNS BY CUTTING IT INTO PARK BScHs Ss. ©, THEY DON'T BELONG TO MG, BUT THEY BELONG To US}! AND IF YoU WANT To KNOW WHO tT AM, YOU'Le FIND MY INITACS STAMPED ON THO KEEL OF YouR Nelson. much than his normal consciousness, seen great possibilities in them, but as yet cance, “Lom was sa goes crazy long loves m how fearful he is of me——" “Po strike at them tndirectly—thru nome 01 these factn| been his greatest wish, To put them about the river bore to lis war with) at a disadvantage and overcome bis Tt was as if an inner mind, more subtle and discerning had to lead them into his own am~- bushes. And was it for the Wolf to care what guiltless creatures féll be- fore his fangs in the gaining of his dreadful ends? Was the gratification of his hate to be turned aside thru pity for an innocent girl? Merey and remorse were two things that he had put from him, It was the way of the Wolf to pay no attention to methods, only to achieve his own fierce desire, He stood lost in dark and savage reverie. “(iod-by,” the girl was “I'll see you soon——" ide turned toward her, @ smile at own had not divulged their signifi- | ust be going now,” the girl! ying. “Father pretty near when I stay away too| wine how he out me—and You can't 4 ne and worries ne they love-——" such had saying, | ——, DID You Give DoRIS A CHRISTMAS PRESENT P ‘You cory Rw lliams ——— OH COURSE | op! A SWELL CHANCE I'D HAVE OF FORGETTING WER ON CHRISTMAS- WHAT DID You Give HER FOR KNOW DORIS 7 CHRISTMAS? Z. ty BUT-BUT- WATT A MINUTE: BovS= BE SURE AND BE Back | bin Hips. His votoe held steady when [he spoke. | replied. “I've got to really get to} work in a few dayr. How about a) little pienie tomorrow—a grouse | hunt, say—on the other side of the river? It's going to be a beautiful | day——" ‘The ginl's eyes shone, and the color | | rose again in her tanned cheeks, “I'd | think that would be very nice,” she | told him, In offering @ fresh helping to a guest at your table don't emphasize j the fact that it is the second. |much better to say, “Mrs. |do have some of the chicken, |"Mrs. Smith, won't you have some more?" The healthy up-to-date Cuticura way. Dip brush in hot water and || rub on Cuticura Soap. Then make |; lather on face and rub in for @ mo- |) ment with fingers. Make a second || lathering and shave. Anoint any {r- ation with Cuticura Ointment, then | wash all af with Cuticura Soap, | Nothing better for sensitive ekine. UY ‘Address: “0 Lab- |e | ‘Soap shaves mug. 1 | WAYFARER CHORUS LONDON, Dee. 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