The Seattle Star Newspaper, January 19, 1923, Page 13

THE SKYLINE OF SPRUCE By EDISON MARSHALL Copyright, 1922, Little, Brown & Company sstcttsstitiestisissiiiissscsiSStSesSSSSESSiSteSEeSASASE SSS RLELSSAS LASS 2212S (Continued From Yesterday) “It's not your place to feel pent. tent,” he told her, with tnfinite sin cerity. “It you had left me take it, You'd have just served me right 4 me back in my was fair igh—to Use every advantage you ! ood Lord, have you forgotte 1 fam holding you here by force? But Instead—you sayed me, when you might bave killed me—and won the fight. All you've done is to show yourwelf the finer clay—that's what You've done God knows I suppose the woman ts a! finer clay than the man—yet It comes with a jolt fust the same. It's not for me to be Gown-hearted—Heaven knows the strength you've shown ts above any T ever had, or ever will have. You've shown how to feel mercy—J could Dever show anything but hate, and Fevenge. You've shown me a bigger @nd stronger code than mina, And there's nothing—nothing I can say.” The tone changed once more to the Personal “and solfcttous, “But It's Deon @ big strain on you-I can we that. I belleve Td lle here and rest Awhile if I were you. Ill eat dinner—and the fire's about out ‘That's the girl—Heatrics.” Gently he picked her up, seeming ly with mo physical effort, and Jatd her tn her hammock. “Then Youll forgive met she asked brok ently. “Good Heavens, I.wish there was something to forgtve—so we'd be a little more even. But you've aceom- shed something, Beatrice—and 1 don't know what It ts yet-—I only know you've changed me—and soft ened me—as I never dreamed one In the world could. Now go to sleep.” He turned from her, but the food on the table no longer tempted him. For a full hour he stood before the ashes of the fire, deeply and tnex tricably bewtidered with himself, with life, and with all these thoughts and hopes and regrets that thronged him He was like ashes now himself; the any fires of his life seemed burned out. | The thought recalled him to his need of cutting fuel for the night's fire. He might be able to quiet the growing turmo!! in his bealn when the stil shadows of the spruce closed around him. Ho seized his axe, then peered tnto the cave. Reatrics, worn out by the streas of the hour before and immensely comforted by Ren's Words, was already deeply asleep. His rifle leaned against the wall of the cavern, and he put It tn the hol low of his arm. It was not that he feared Beatrice would attempt to procure It. The act was mostly habit, combined with the fact that thetr supply of meat was all but ex- hausted and he did not wish to miss any opportunity for big game. ‘The forest was particularly gloomy today. Its shadows lay deep. And this was not merely the result of his the cave with ft» radiating heat to|eaee of the forest own darkened outlook: glancing wp,| make It comfortable for her to 4rean. | was no dark, and the storm ao wild he saw that clouds were gathering | Not even coaln were left now—only | 4 nait-nour dragged its interminable im the sky. They would need furl in plenty to keep the fire bright to- night. Evidently rain was tmpend- Ing—one of those cold, steady down- pours that are disiiked so cordially by the folk of the upper Selkirks. ‘He went a full 200 yards before he found a tree to his Nktng. It was a tough spruce of medium height and Just at the edge of the stream. He laid his rifle down, leaning tt against a fallen log: then began his work Tt was an awkward place to stand but he gave no thought to tt. His mind dwelt steadily on the events In the cavern of the hour before; the girt's remorse tn the Instant that she had him at her mercy and the ex- ample it set for him. The blade bit into the wood with slow encroach- ments. Perhaps the expenditure of brute energy in swinging the axe would relieve his pent-up feelings, He was not watching his work. His blows struck true from habit, Now the tree was half-severed : It was time to cut on the opposite mide Sud- denty hin axe crashed tnto ing, rotten wood. Instantly the powers of the wilder nead took their long-awaited toll. Ben had been unwary, too absorbed by hts swirling thoughts to mark the am- bush of death that had been pr pared for him. Ever to kee watch, ever to be on guard: much ts the first law of the wild; and Ben had dis- regarded {t. Half of the tree had ‘een rotten, changing the direction of tts fal! and crashing it down be- fore its time. & & yield. | Ben leaped for his life, Instinotive aiming for th © of the ke against inclined hi rif_le; but Ne too moon. He was aware only of the rush of aped, an instant's hover reat of a depthles of a mighty, rest blow hurling bim into tnfinity Ben's rifle, catching the full might of the blow, waa broken like a match. Ben himself was crushed to earth « Deneath a meteor, the branchy trunk shagtering down upon ig stalwart form lke the Jaws of a great trap. He uttered one short, half-strangled ery , Phen varied and r him, Th died away returned to thetr The rain clouds @ above bir air as ing at chasm, tonless form. XXXTV dreams were tr ns departure Into the s 4 aware that Yet tn th rmured, seer st well with that ascribed nd ir all was n ahe h the ment » Nervousness onty, fallin ely to sleep again. Wake came vividly to her « of twiltent ep with shadow. She adjusting her ¢ In an tnstant a day wer with She was dh Ing a beginnings opened her eyes ort time, ft tet the dramatic events of th: recalled to her: the tin c held the polson still lay wall cin it onty a pat and the Nauor ty floor, or wa: ndered why he cave Fen aia ni Was he embit after all; had he Nd just from kindnes She Matened of his fuel come tnte tered to sa for the cutting, or bis ¢ camp, Wherever he was, he made n sound at all She sat up nen fam then, staring out thr the cavern maw. For an instant she experienced a Pp sense of bewtlder ment at the p terious and unbroken over the face of the land. But soon she what was missing. The fire was out The tact went home to b an inexplicable shock She had be Joome so accustomed to seeing the bright, cheerful Diaze at the cavern | mouth thi tts absence was like « [tittle tragedy In itself. Always it |had been the last vista of her clow Ing eyes aa she dropped off to sleep |—the soft, warm glow of the coals jand the alebt always comforted her. She could scarcely remember the morning that ft wasn't crackling cheerily when she wakened. Fen had lalways been so considerate of her in this regard—remoring the chil of sing gloom, so mys understood ashes, gray an death. She got up, then walked to the cavern maw. For a moment she stood peering into the gloom. one hand resting against the portals of stone. The twilight= was already deep. Tt was the supper hour an | past: dark night was almost at hand | There could be no further doubt of en's absence. He wns not at the Mttle creek getting water, nor did she hear the ring of bis axe tn the forest. | She wondered ff he had gone out on one of his scouting expeditions and {had not yet returned. Of course this was the true explanation: she had | no real cause to worry. | Likely enough he had ‘ttle desire to return to the cavern now. She fcould picture him following at hin | ttretess pace one of the winding woods trails, font in contemplation, his vivid eyes clouded with thought She looked up for the sight of the }familiar stars that might guide him home, They were all hidden tonight. | Not a gleam of light softened the stark gloom of the apruce. As she watched the first drops of rain fell softly on the grass. The drops came in ever-increasing frequency, cold as ice on her hand. She heard them rustling in the epruce |boughs; and far tn t rest # cerned the first whine of the wa ing wind. The sound of the rain was |no longer soft. It swelled and grew, and all at once the wind caught it jand swept ft Into her face. And now | the whole forest moaned and soughed under the sweep of the wind. a Page 890 A SPANDY NEW ONE ‘They are always meeting inter. esting people at pioneer meetings, but it's been some time since Peggy and David havéd met any-! body who seemed so altogether thrillingly a new source for wld stories as Mrs. Day. Mrs. Day lives in Walla Walls and writes for newspapers and magazines, but she didn’t start out being Mra. Day, of course, when she was a little girl was just Nellie Gilliam, and she and her little brother, “Mitch lived tn the great Oregon forest, and it's a real story “Mitch” is better known in Seattle as Judge Mitchel) Gilliam. but it was Mrs, Day who told the story, not Judge Gilliam David wouldn't let her skip any thing; as usual he had to have the whole thing from the time her grandfather crossed the plains You wee, she's a native daughter of the Northwest, all right “Why, yes,” she said in. her gracious way, not a bit as if she thought Davie was a nuisance for asking questions, “It’s an inter ing story all the way back “You Whitman brought first wagon acrons to prove that it done. (Peop! couldn't possibly be done, member). And grandfather, Cor nelius Gilliam, was captain of the know, Dr the train had claimed th anh "| mas puld be | very next company who tried it | —100 wagons, | “People were secing only as far as Oregon in grandfather | claim, (1 thone days. So took up a timber never did me why he didn’t choose a place with no big trees on it) near Dallas, 60 miles south of Portland That in 1844 “They had in crossing enough no Indian troubles but trouble came fast with Whitman the “Do you remember that a troop of soldiers was ra and punish the who killed Dr man, and the other settlers? “My grandfather was the | who did that, but—-he nev back aliw 14% d to go out wicked Indians and Mra, Whit man came don't know they | were gone, but I know that it was | a terribly dangerous thing to go | out after a whole country full of ages, mad with the worked t | drunk with the | awful deeds they had done “But they went and « fay hate they ves into, and necens in the ame wafe and were almost home when randfather was puiling a rope out 4 wagon, the rope the trigger of a i shot-—and grand | tangled uit | rifle, there wa | father was dead! | (Lo Be Continued) a [Universit THE SEATTL OUR BOARDING HOUSE 7 Wow DYoU Like THAT GONG, GUS 2- 1 JuSsT TAPPED rr oFF, An! I'M GONNA CALL IY, "WHY ISD DIP WHEY LEAVE ME NORTH TLL GET LOUIG RICH To | SET IY 7 ORCHESTRATION, } | AN'GAY, IN A MONTH prfL. .\ BE ON EVERY BODY'S \ToNGue Like GUM! - NOW AIN'T “THAT Got “’ EARS OF A 4 Her Ce Tus Tetum 3 “TH'PLACE I AM " VT GETS MY GOAT, A SOUTHERN TRIP; FoR MINE J A\l'Go I'M GONNA WANG MY CORT, ON “TH! MAGON. DIXON LINE OW~ MAMMY “oF GAY AL, THATS A RINGER! | HE Thpre ix no ound quite like the beat of a hard rain on dense forest it has ling discords, but rath or @ regular cadence as if the wood playing ¢ in the iments —melo gods wore nm giant in dies remembered f happy days of the earth and on in. struments such as men had never ° ut this was never @ melody to fill the heart with joy. It touches deep chords of w in the mont ¢ the spirit. The rain an the guste of minor om the first, un secret realms song grew and fell the wind swept it, and the rock walls of the cliff swam in cloud Th torm could not help Ben to camp, she thought. At she did not fear that he would Din know every ridge for miles around the cave. Even such prens darkness as this could not bewilder him, She went back to her cot to walt his coming The minutes seemed tnterminable. Time had never moved #0 slowly be. fore. She tried to le still, to relex then to direct her thoughts in other | channels; but all of these meandering | _ OF & WSPaNT streams flowed back Into the main ' ad current which was Ren. Yet tt was| folly to worry about him; any mo-| ment she would hear his step at the Bat the night) way: by trail a ———— length away. (Continued Tomorrow) Meringue, Lemon Tarts || ed Y BERTHA FE. SHAPLEIGH Of Columbia University For 10 individual patty or muffin tins, a paste made with 1% cups of fe % teaspoon salt and & of shortening will be needed, Roll paste to % Inch tn thickness, cover bottoms of tins and bake 10 to 12 minutes in a hot oven. 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WARD'S PAST Kate Ward stared at the | side Had she heard And then he repeated it: where that trunk is,"" he id slowly. “I'm sure I do, if there's thing to any of this.” 1 me about the trunk.” Kate's s half a whisper, She was It always had been a question to her whether she had |beon asleep and dreamed of the voice and it# strange message, or man be aright? 1 know 4 METER NENED Tod VOU ABT NOUNS = MDA MAMAS! | ARE CALBD SQUaWS, AND r WAT DO Vou ww THE r BWaBv WOaNd 20F 4 CAUED? YOURE A FINE. EXAMPLE OF A FATHER! You OONT SEEM 10 CARE How THAT & BOY COMES “10 THE TABLE. |§ LOOK AT HIS HAIR AND THE DIRT. ON HIS HANDS. HE CAN GROW UP INTO ATRAMP aaa FOR ALL YOU CARE.. whether there really had been a vis itatton natural, She |Latham's confidence. that time I “mt slowly jit I'm longed “have a deed “There's a story trunk,” | reminiscent as small as @ trunk, |1've ever seen. on the has been dismantled and the trunk ‘E/ stolen by boys or tramps. was was altting on the were close friends. }little fishing lode: of years spent every week-e papers to see if he happens to have the Wabash?" No," from Kate, “4 super: jagined he owned anythin clothes he had on his back, his car and enough money to keep us going until his next client settled up.” “Might pay you to look that up,” continued Latham. “I'm almost sure never im bordering on the but the} “We she gretted it, ‘There was startled by James connected with Latham’s was “It’s a little flat thing |!t belonged to Dan I think, as| “Oceasionally my brother used to It's In an old shack |take me to the cabin with him, On unless the shack |this particular day Dan was there when We reached the place. He had little trunk open on the floor beside him, with his clothes strewn out, I remember his having in his hand a packet of letters, possibly four or five envelopes, not more than that “We started to joke about them, d there. |continued Latham, “and Dan seem the place be jed to resent it, It seemed that there had been a girl and my brother That was probably three you were mar river bank, ‘The last | tt years Dan Wara it,” “Ward and my older brother They had this| and for a number saw it was three then. floor mainly mostly open beside not mistaken, to Dan | fe off, his | you among to a small plot of land along t The Kate. implied question — startled She bad been thinking of bask ‘fo: were from BY ALLMAN WAIT UNTIL I pur \ EE, MY SLED AWAY ~ GEE.! HOPE IT SSO the girl and the packet of letters married eight and instantly 1 Latham bent on her, tempt to go on with the story. 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