The Seattle Star Newspaper, January 5, 1923, Page 13

ay SEE FRIDAY, JA ARY 5, 19 (Continued From Yesterday) Thay wore specchiess a long tte, Beatrice witching tho swift leap of the shore ling, Ben guiding, with Steady hand, the canoa Nelther of tham could guess at what speed they traveled this first wild balf-hour; but he knew that the long miles—so heart-breaking with their ridges and brush thickets to men and horses ware whipping past them each tn a few, little breatha Ever they plunged Geoper into the secret, hushed heart of the wild—e land unknown to the tread of white men, a region #o still and changeloss that tt seemed ox cluded from the reign and law of tima, The spruce grew here, straight and @ark and tall, a stalwart army whose measureless march no human eyes beheld. Already they had como farther than a pack train could travel, thru the same region, in weary days. Already they were at the border of Back There. They had cut the last tes with the world of men. There Were no trails here, leading slowly but tmmutadly to the busy centers of civilization; not a blaze on a tree for the eyes of a woodsman riding Nn some forest venture, not the ashes of w dead camp fire or a charred cooking rack, where an Indian had Drotled his caribou flesh, Except by the slow process of exploration with Pack horses, traveling a few miles each day, fording unknown rivers and encircling tmpassable ranges, or ‘by waiting patiently until the fall rains nwelled the river, they might Dever leave this land they had so boldly entered. They could not go out the way they had come-—over/ those seething waters—and the river. | falling swiftly, would soon be too low to permit them to push down to its lower waters where they might find Indian encampmenta. Nothing was left but the wilder- The ween; the wild creatures that they sometimes glimpsed on the bank gtared at them wholly without knowledge as to what they were, and Ukely amazed at the strength where- by they had braved this seething tor- rent that swept thru their sylvan home. Here was a land where the ! 4 i turity and old age without ever mis- taking the call of a birch-bark horn for that of his rutting cow. Young Bulle-with only a 60-inch «pread of _ Borns and 10 potnts on each did not lead the herds, as in the more acces- sible provinces of the North. All PEE all piatiat® 2 E F i i! i pee : é i z a i intimate was iis home than his own By light of a secret qual- he was of it, him. He felt the joy sees the gleam of his own & distant window, this land; ft was as if he been away, hed come the stillness sep tee . THE SKY LINE OF. SPRUCE ON Little Bown & Gaanpany Jundefiled; the dark sky line was Like Jwomething he had dreamed com true Hoe felt « strange growing excitement, as if magnificent adver ture were opening out before him | Elis ganze fell, with a queer sense of understanding |_ The wolf had recovered from his fear of the river, by now, and he was crouched, alert and still, In hia place } His gaze was fast upon the shore }iine; and the green and yellow fires that mark the beast were ablase agnin tn his eyes, Fenris too made Jinstinetive response to those breath |leas forests; and Ben knew that the }hond between them was never so lowe ax now Fenris also knew that here was his flown realm, the land in which the great Fear had r t laid tte curse The forest still thronged with game, the wood trails would be his own Here was the moth@rlnnd, not only jto him but to his master, too. The were its fierce children; one by breed |the other becaum he answered, t the full, the call of the wild from |whtch no man ts wholly immune. fen could have ur ood the '* growing exultation. The war was about to wage with Neilson would be on his own ground, in @ land that enhanced and developed his innate, natural powers, and where he had every advantage. The wolf does not run into the heart of buay cities in pursuit of his prey. He |tries to decoy It into his own fast nesses A sudden movement on the part of Beatrice, tn the bow of the canoe, caught bis eye, She had leaned for |ward and was reaching among the supplies. His mind at once leaped to |the box of shells for her pistol that }he had thrown among the duffie, but Jevidently thin was not the object of her search. She lifted Into her hands ja paper parcel, the same she had brought from her cabin early that morning He tried to analyze the curtous mingling of emotions In her face, It |was neither white with disdain nor dark with wrath; and the tears were jgone from her eyes. Rather her ex |pression was speculative, pensive. | Presently ber eyes met his. His heart leaped; why he did not know. “What ts it?" he asked, “Hen—I called you that yeaterday and there's a0 use going back to last names now—TI'vw made an tmportant | decision.” | “2 hope ft's a happy ond,” he ven | tured. “It's as happy as tt can be, under the ctroumstances, Ben, I came ofa line of frontieramen—the forest peo. | ple—and if the woods teach ona} thing {t ts to make the best of any bad situation.” | Ben nodded. For all his long train | }ing he had not entirely mastered this | lesson himself, but he knew she/ spoke true “We've found out how hard Fate can hit—tf I can make It plain,” she went on. “We've found out there| are certain powers—or devile—or | something else, and what I don't know—that are always lying tn wait for people, ready to «trike them | down. Maybe you would call ft Destiny. But the Destiny city men | know ten’t the Destiny we know out | here—I don’t have to tell you that. | ‘We seo Nature funt as she ts, with: | out any gay clothes, and we know the crusity behind her smile, and the | evil plans behind her gentle words.” | ‘The man was amazed. Evidently | the stress ad excitement of the) morning had brought out the fanct- | ful and poetical side of the girl's na ture. “We don’t look for good luck, | she told him. “We don’t expect to} live forever. We know what death is, and that it is sure to come, and [that misfortune comes always—in | the snow and the cold and the falling | |tree—and when we have good luck | we're giad—we don’t take {t for| granted. Living up here, where life | is real, we've learned that we have to make the best of things in order) to be happy at all.” “And you uran—you're going to try and make the beat of thisT’ Hits | voice throbbed ever no slightly, be | cause he could not hold tt even. “There's nothing else I can do,” she replied. “You've taken me here and an yet I don’t see how I can got away. This doesn’t mean I've gone ar. * & * Page THE BLOCK HOUSE Pegsy nestled Gown very quist- ly and waited, for she could see that Mrs, Kellogg’s mind had car ried her far away from the living room and the fire, back thru the years to the days of when-shewas- a-iittle-girt. Presently she said, “We hed lived but one year in our nice home, where we saw ‘Hanty’ throw the gifts down the chimney when news came to un of the hor- rible things the Indians were planning. “We were way out on the prairie, unprotected, and alone ‘It will not do,’ father snid, ‘I'm going to see if something nearer the fort cannot be found, #0 that we shall have at least that much Protection if there is an uprising of the Infians such as people fear’ “Strangely enough what he found was the same sturdy lox house from whose door mother had been turned away two years before. “The DeVores, by that tims, had moved, and the log house with ite four big rooms was va- RRR Grattle _ » * o bel ia - 878 AND ITS MISTRESS cant. So we rented it and moved in, and we were quite cosy and comfortable, too, as long as wo had only ourselves. “But other settlers feared the Indians, other fathers saw safety in the thick logs which made the walle of our house, and every time a new story of horror reach- | ed Stellacoom there was a rush for that house, till there was scarcely room on the floor, much leas bed space to put people away. “I recall the day they came and told us about the young married sister of my best friend. They found her in the well near her burned home, with her little baby in her arms, They didn't know whether she had thrown herself into the well to get away from the torture of the Indians, or whether they had put her there “I can just seo mother now, busy and full of courage, never resting, {t seems to me, day or night. Yor every night the crowds came with their blankets and sought safety. And after a lone night of crying babies and terri fled women, yes, and men too, they would go back to their homes. Then {t took mother all day to get the houne straightened and tidy and ready for the next night. (To Be Continued) |ehe went on {didn’t put me on guard” | you'd be fooled that easy |rather than decrease, with famillar- THE SEATTLE STAR OUR BOARDING HOUSE BY AHERN n ee se I Hope T MY WORD, DOCTOR CONNER, THE ae BN sade te =) Wave NoT @ooD WIFE AND T are Wome 7 AN THATS (77 SEN 1 fq] DELAVED “We THROES OF MORTIFICATION ! + DR. CONNER’ TH’ MAJOR DWNER, MAgoR! ER-AW~ OUR COOK LEFT THIS EH 0 HAMA > | one W 1 TRUST You NOON, AND Wie COULD NOT CHBeK TH’ LJFOR A STOOL. AND “THe LOCATE A CATERER WHO COULD || Nose on Him er eee CHARMING HOSTESS WILL ABGOLVE MY & TARDINESS! CON S PREPARE A PRECIGE TABLE FoR OUR INTENDED REPAST “TONIGHT ON GUCH GHORT NoTice BN Jove, HAVE I+ WOULDN'T 'T BE JOLLY 10 SEEK Gome QUAINT COFFEE HOUSE AND RELIGH A BOWL OF CHILE “TASTED ANY WE LOOKS LIKE Wien TH WHEEL CAME OFF WT BIG CHARIOT ¥ EVeN A DME] ‘To MATCH "TO see WHO'LL PAY FORTH’ EDs CARNE 2+ I HAVEN'T WCE T LEFT, THIS BUSINESS OF FIRING TWO FURNACES 1S NO CINCH! VE GOT TO KEEP A FIRE IN THE NEW HOUSE To DRY IT WE MOVE. IM. AND KEEP THIS ONE GONG OUT BEFORE UNTIL WE Move - A LOT WORK AND A LOT oF coaL! | NEVER KNEW We HAD SO MUCH JUNK - IF WE TAKE EVERY THING WE WAVE IN THIS HOUSE IT WILL MAKE ABOUT TEN Loaps! TOM, WHEN WILL THEY PUT THE PHONE IN THE ot NEW HOUSE P over to your side.” He nodded. He understood that very well “I'm just admitting that at pres ent I'm tn your hands—helpless— and many long weeks in before us,” "I'm on my father's side, last and always, and I'll strike |beck at you !f the chance comes. Expect no mercy from ma, in case I ever see my way to strike” The man's eyes suddenly gleamed. "Don't you know—-that you'd have a better chance of fighting me—tf you I don’t believe Beatden I can’t pretend to be « friend—when I'm really an.enemy.” For ome significant man looked down. This was what he had done—pretended friendship when he was « fon But his was a high cause! “I'm warning you that I'm against you to the last—and will beat you if I me my way,"the girl went on, “But at the same time I'm going to make the best of @ bad situation, and try to get all the comfort I can. I'm in your hands at present, and we're foos, but just the same wo can talk, and try to make each other comfortable so that we can be comfortable our- selves, and try not to be any more miserable than we can help. I'm not going to ery any more.” As she talked she was slowly un- wrapping the little parcel she had brought. Presently she held tt out to him. It was just a box of homemade candy—fudge made with sugar and canned milk--that she had brought for thetr day's picnic. But it was a peace offering not to be despined. A heavy load lifted from Ben's heart. Ho waited his chance, guiding the boat with care, and then reached a brown hand. He crushed a plece of the soft, delictous confection between his lips. “Thanks, Beatrice,” ho sald. I'll remember all you've told me.” “I don’t think #o. xxit Tt is a peculiar fact that no one Is more deeply moved by the great works and phenomena of nature than those who live among them. It| fs the visitor from distant cities, or) the callow youth with tawdry clothes and tawdry thoughts who disturbs the great allences and austerity of majestic scenes with half-felt effustve words of cheap impertinences. O4d- ly enough, the awe that the wilder- ness dweller knows at the sight of some great, mysterious canyon or towering peak seems to increase, ity. His native scenes never grow inetant the! MO@BILG RAN INTO ANOTHER, ONS OR THE PRKWSRI WAS IwroxnicateD. THS CARS WSaS BADLY SmasHaD, GND A WOMAN AND MROS CHILDRON NERS sEvERELY INJUReo, — OH, THaY'VS AL ROADY “TAKON Him THERE | Tom Is Kept Very Busy THE OLD HOME TOWN HOLDER | NEWT SHES THE NEIGRABORS WERE TOM, IS THE GAS THEY TALK ABOUT BUYING NEW THINGS FOR THE NEW HOUSE- WE'VE GOT ENOUGH NOW “TO FURNISH A YouNG SETTLEMENT! “ _ EARLY ON “THE SCENE WH PEABODY STARTED TO OPEN UP THE CURIOUS CRATE SHE JUST RECEIVED PROM THE FREIGHT STATION, —r IEN AUNT SARAH PAGE 13 BY STANLEY CONNECTED IN THE NEW HOUSE? NY ml i im DAT DAWG TO SLEEP ON YO PANTS Li . DAT FO, HUH oe WASH FONKS UTILITY HOUND Perhaps the reason’ lies in the fact | instinctively awed and atilled. Even that the native woodsaman knows na-|the walls of the gorge grew more ture as she really is: living ever | Steep, until the sunlight was cut off and they rode aa if in twilight, The close to her he knows her power over) wong of the precipices presented a his life, Perhaps there is @ religious | marvelous array of color; and the sido to the matter, too, In the soll-| spruce, almost black in the subdued tudes the religious tnatincts recetve|light, stood in startling contrast. an impulse that 1s tmposalble to thone | Ben saw at once that even were they who know only the works of man.|able to land they could not—until ‘The religion that this gives ts vay had emerged from the gorge— and deep, and the eye instinctively | climb to the highlands. A mountain lifts in reverence to the manifesta-| goat, most hardy of all mountaineers, tions of divine might. could scarcely scale the abrupt wall, When the swirling waters carried| During this time of half-light they old to him, Their beauty and majes- ty Is eternal, the canoe down into the gorge of|saw none of the larger forest crea~ tho Xuga both Ben and Beatrice wore tures that at Cirst had gazed at them aan sett ae iiteat Bah a ita Sia CA # ee mee Bia, wat with such wonder from the banks ‘The reason was simply that they could not descend and ascend the steep walls. Mostly Ben had time only for an occasional glimpse of the colossus above him. His work was to guide the craft between the perilous bould- ers. Occasionally the river slackened its wild pace, and at such times he stretched his arms and rested his straining eyes. (Continued Tomorrow) The typhoid bacillus fs #0 small that a drop of water may contain RUINED BY HIS BRIDB Booth Tarkington was praising colored people, “They have a hard time of ft,” he sald. “Yet they never sour. They are, in fact, a delightful race. “I know @ minister who married a JOYNER GLYCERINE LOBELIA CURES COUGHS QUICKLY Absolutely safe for infants, ohtl~ No opiates. 600 and Recommended and for And Other Good D1 ak for List of Joyner's ete BELIEVE ME, AFTER WE GET MOVED THIS “TIME - NEVER AGAIN~ WELL STAY IN THE NEXT WELL IN DE FUST PLACE. HE KEEPS MAH PANTS SO DEY 1S NICE AN WAHM WEN AH PUTS DEM ON-AN OE SECON’ PLACE,HES GOIN1O KEEP YO OUT OB MAH POCKITS} BY WILLIA young colored couple, “‘How much Ah owes rev'end?’ the bridegroom asked the ceremony’s end, “‘Oh,’ said the minister, ‘pay whatever it’s worth to you." “The young fellow looked bride over from head to foot adoring eyes. Then he turned the minister and said: “You's rutned me fo" lite, —you suah has. 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