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Show THE LE1II SUN. LEH1. UTAH ' V Vt j,,! w by GEORGE MARSH penn I"1- Oe. fWNTJ Service) Under Frozen btars lit It,-; ! ouapTER I LM'" I -1- 1 Mcbum, there's some- HlfSS a distant ob-'ffiularly ob-'ffiularly disappeared, Aoftbe white crest of aSlwed canoe, Smoke. the ti T of wblte- Ji be entered the tradehouse. S like capsized canoe out tSri Vart said to the S on the floor, shaping with a foife . slab of birch Into a half-breed lifted a swart, I to, seamed with lines, bis i widening to a grin, as he f-ffaL Wat yon do? DIs cano from Nor'-Wes' companee; ssgoodt'lng, eh?" w too bitter, Omar," said fetor of Sunset House. "We ilet men drown before our eyes if tbej ere from LeBlond's." rt took his service binoculars i the case and joined the dog "waited for him at the door, fcf the clearing to the shore, tensed the glasses on the wind- j fed lake. As he found tne i object he sought, his lips jd in i muttered: "Man hang- that boat I How long can he ? started on a run for the trade-I trade-I "Come on, Omar I There's one with that filled canoe, on I Well take the peter-- je tjued face of the half-breed ed in a black frown. "We fill, "ut derel Tough Job put de I into dat wind Sart laughed as he started for bore, followed reluctantly by la "What! The best canoe-1 canoe-1 ever saw afraid of that wa- he taunted. "You sure hate LePumd outfit! But we'll show plow some paddling!" f Into the welter of wind-ijd wind-ijd seas went the plunging For a mile, the dogged jnnwlsh, churn-swish" of' maple h fought the fury of the south-r. south-r. On they went for a space, I swung toward the submerged I The canoes were within short shot of each other when Jim i&t dark head beside the sub-led sub-led craft move as If to signal li proaehing boat 's U right!" panted Stuart l hang on! A boy!" ; ls awash, the filled canoe bore 1 on the laboring peterboro. As Rescuing boat worked closer a I comber mounded over the wal-' wal-' craft burying the dark head lt Jim dug desperately with l-Mie, fearful of what the 11ft-pH 11ft-pH would reveal But as the rose he saw the head there, the arms circling a thwart. ?4boy!" muttered the bowman. crept the peterboro. Again t was drowned In a ridge of f fater, topped with foam. 3 as the dark head appeared, of the toiling bowman "H hi amazement $ girl!" paddle tore at the water. w shoulder he shouted: "It's eero'18 work-edging J "boro alongside a filled boat S to that sea. But Omar Bols- magician with a paddle, As the, reached C tte haIf"Jrowned girl race gra, from exhaustion toachfagof the seas, and Hps moved. moar,,oosht t0 holi w iell WiDdagalnst th YeRcaDoe- Stuart worked FTm LeBlond's! ikers-who W j nifed Jim as his eS?, h8drencIled pafr to th "Coldr .ie?' al'a at-tf at-tf fe e couraged: ? tat oqT8 mi had his i t tha T wal w to 0!thenufted J Ith ld. iron, the thicknes, of her drenched, brown-black hair. "Take my arm." The girl's stiff legs, numb from exposure to water and wind, moved uncertainly. . With a shrug she raised black eyes to the man who supported her, wondering if he dared pick her up and run to the warm kitchen of Omar's cabin. "I make you much trouble," she replied re-plied through chattering teeth. "You take me out of that wet lake. Now you must dry me." At the door of her- cabin the amazed Marthe, wife of Omar, met them with wide and disapproving eyes. Jim Stuart with a short-haired short-haired girl wearing a man's coat, a man's trousers, a man's high laced boots t A costume for women unknown un-known In Klwedin. "W'at w'at you do, Meester Jeem?" she feebly gasped, overwhelmed over-whelmed with embarrassment "She's been In the lake, Marthe," explained Stuart "She upset and drifted across from LeBlond's. Needs hot soup and a fire quick 1 I'll rustle dry clothes for you, Miss Miss" With a flash of white teeth the girl laughed : "Oh, didn't you guess? I'm Aurore LeBlond!" Jim Stuart was startled. The blood showed In his tanned cheeks as he replied: "Marthe will take care of you, Miss LeBlond. Get those wet clothes off and dry out My cook will have some supper for you shortly. LeBlond's daugther, at Sunset House! Impossible to get her back across that lake until the wind His Paddle Tore at the Water. Over His Shoulder He Shouted: "It's a Girl!" died! What a situation! What would LeBlond, his rival and enemy, dn? He'd saved the life of Le Blond's girL It was a huge Joke on the free-trader. Now what would he do? .As the girl followed the OJlbwa woman Into the log house, she turned In the doorway and called to Stuart: "Mercl, monsieur, oh very many thanks for saving me from a watery grave!" With a laugh she disappeared. "Well, Omar, she's surely a cool one I Half frozen In those clammy clothes, she stops to make fun of our breaking our backs to reach her before she let go that canoe. Gratitude, Grati-tude, eh and nerve?" "Ah-hah !" sxunted the half-breed, "Louis LeBlon', he ees lak dat, He don' care for nobodee. How you get her home?" "Get her back against this wind? She'll have to stay till it drops." With a srunt Omar stopped In his tracks, his face black with disap proval. "You know w'at dat mean? "I know. He'll make a fuss, no doubt but there's no help for It She can sleep In my quarters with old Sarah. Til stay with yon." "We breeng her back to LeBlon' een de morn' an' we have troubl'. Yon don know dat feller." "No, I don't suppose I do, Omar. But I know that he's putting us out of business, and that will mean all our work here Is lost No, I don't know LeBlond, but hell know me before I quit" The squat Sarah, the Scotch-Ojib-wa who presided over Jim Stuart's kitchen, was In a ferment of irritation, irrita-tion, as she bustled about her stove. She had seen the canoe land and watched Stuart, followed by Omar, lead what she Imagined a half-drowned half-drowned boy to the cabin. Then, to her astonishment and wrath, Stuart had appeared to announce that this girl In men's clothes this shameless shame-less daughter of his rival across the lake, was to be fed. With her fire well started and the kettles on, the outraged Sarah had lost no time In shuffling over to the rear entrance of Omar's cabin for a whispered council of war with the equally Indignant Slarihe. Yes, It was true what Sarah bad seen. Short hair and men s breeches ! No Ojibwa woman would ever bring shame to her sex by shearing her hair, and as for the "gtbodiepawa- 80U th hrooh vi murines roil- lng eyes and hunched shoulders eloquently elo-quently portrayed her thoughts. But then, some white women are mad ! With much wagging of dark, braided braid-ed heads the women parted. Jim Stuart's knock at the door of Omar's cabin brought the reply: "Coming!" Shortly the door opened and the daughter of the man who was rap-Idly rap-Idly driving him out of the fur trade at Mltawangagama Ojibwa for the Lake of the Sand Beaches stood In dry woolen blouse caught at the neck by a scarf of crimson silk, and whipcord; on her stockinged feet a Pair of the begrudging Marthe's beaded moccasins. "You're warm again no chill?" he asked, poignantly aware of the picture she made In the frame of the door. "Yes, my heroic rescuer," she began be-gan archly,"and now, Monsieur Sour-face, Sour-face, that I'm warm and dry again and look lesa like a drowned fish, do you not like me better?" The fluttering of her dark hair In the wind; the allure of her thick-lashed thick-lashed eyes; the clean lines of her build held the appraising sweep of Stuart's gaze, as she posed, hands on hips, free of all self-consciousness, watching him In frank amusement amuse-ment "No, Miss LeBlond," he replied in mock gravity. "I think I prefer you as a 'drowned fish. You were then more respectful to your 'heroic 'he-roic rescuer.'" But my hair was plastered with water and mv pvps rpil 1" ch nh- Jected vehemently. "See It now how it waves when it's dry !" "Yes. it's verv nice!" he replied. aghast at her amazing candor, as he walked beside her toward bis quarters. So this was the new girl, the younger zeneratlon! He bad not been "outside," down to the rail road and civilization, since his discbarge dis-cbarge from the army on his return from France. But In the stray papers pa-pers and magazines which had reached bim in the hinterlands of Klwedin, Kl-wedin, he had read of the manners and dress of the younger generation. The frankness of tnis "specimen, however, was startling. - He said: "Now you haven't told me how you happened to paddle that canoe out from your shore past the lee of the Islands. You see what a risk you took?" "Oh, I was tired of listening to that fool, Paul Paradis," she explained, ex-plained, "and it wasn't rough Inside the Islands. But outside, before I knew it the wind caught me and I couldn't turn back. You know the rest" "Ynn had a close shave. Miss Le Blond," he said quietly, wondering at her seeming lack of gratitude ror the battle two men had made with wind and sea for her life. She turned Impulsively, placing a hand on his arm, as her face so bered. Vnn don't have to tell me that, Bhn said, and the raillery left her brilliant eyes. "I died out there, today. to-day. I know I couldn't last hang nn mnch longer. . . . Then I saw rrnn rnmlnB !" Ho lnnkert suspiciously at her dark face. Was she acting? But the straight gaze which met nis oe- 4-stir nil Ofl Luauw ' , "I thought you didn't know, he said, lamely. , "Didn't know?" she cried, almost savagely. "You think me a fool?" Then, swiftly, her mooa cuaugeu. "Oh, I will now make amends to my heroic deliverer from the raging waters wa-ters of Mita Mitawangagama-ls that right? The Lake of the Sand Beaches I" she laughed. "Sir, you have rescued a water-logged maid from the fishes! She will never forget for-get your bravery-or your surprise at her whipcords! She thanks you with all the heart she has left 1" Aurore LeBlond bowed grotesquely, until ber hair touched the long grass of the clearing. He watched her In silence, with a quizzical smile, puzzled, wonder-In- half-charmed, partly repelled. "Lets see what Sarah has got for os," he suggested. "I'm hungry, aren't you?" "Starved! She won't poison me, will she? Marthe's eyes snapped Ore when she saw me In these." The rirl lifted a shapely leg and curled her toes In the smoke-tanned moccasin, moc-casin, far too general In size for ber t0i you startle them in those," he laughed. "Tou rather startled me; I haven't been ' . Winnipeg since the war." m "You poor man r -o rve lived In Wlnnipeg-and prefer' this. Hello, Smoke!" Burst-S Burst-S from the spruce at the edge of ne clearing where be had been bant-SI bant-SI rabbits! Smoke loped up to the ma-"ha?B.rLbandsome dog!" she cried. -Why. he's much larger than an, of father's! Where did joa -He-srilndson's Straits Cngavt," said Jim proudly. sal... .. - ii. beauty. The dar- j -lien ling! Will be let me touch him? Most of father's won't" "Smoke, this Is a friend of mine" said Jim. "Shake bonds with her i" With a red grin which bared his formidable tusks, the Ungava raised a balry paw, which the girl took. "Smoke," she said, with a laugh, as the dog's slant eyes watched his master's face. "You're not polite; you don't look at the lady when you shake hands." "Like his master, he's embarrassed embar-rassed by beautiful ladles," said Jim, as they left the dog and entered the house. "Is that why you prefer this life to Winnipeg because of your shyness shy-ness of the ladies? But you'll be lonely when this beautiful lady goes," she challenged. Here Indeed was no false modesty. mod-esty. "What makes you think so?" he teased. "Oh, every one Is. But you're hardly hard-ly polite. How nice and comfortable you are here!" she went on, her eyes moving from the chairs built of spruce and birch In the round, the caribou and bear-skin rugs, to walls bare except for moose-horn gun-rack and two shelves of books. He reddened under bis tan. "You're laughing at my humble quarters. They're not much like your father's place, are they?" Ignoring his remark, she faced him with: "Why do you men hate each other? Can't you trade with the Indians without fighting?" Stuart laughed at her frankness. "We haven't exactly got to fighting yet; but I admit he's making It pretty rough for me." They sat down at the table and the square-built Sarah appenred, her copper skin red from cooking, a large pink bow bobbing bravely from her dusky braids. , With a withering look at Jim's guest from her small eyes, she deposited a dish of steaming caribou stew, to be followed fol-lowed by broiled wbiteflsh, hot bis cuit tea and wild strawberries. "Dear me, but I'm hungry!" ex claimed the girl, as the outraged and Inquisitive OJlbwa woman, hands on hips, boldly scrutinized her from bobbed hair to whipcord knickers to gain a better ..view of which the cook coolly stepped back and circled her chair. Then, aware of the exhaustive inspection from the rear by the fascinated fas-cinated and shocked Sarah, the girl rose and turned to the gasping cook: "Would you like to see my knickers?" she asked, wheeling on her toes. "You don't wear them, do you? You'd find them very comfortable." comfort-able." Choking with confusion, the overwhelmed over-whelmed Sarah fled to the kitchen, while Stuart shook with laughter. "You're too much for Sarah. She was certainly hypnotized by your gibodiegwason." "My what?" "Your gibodiegwason your pan whipcords 1" "Mon Dieu! Are they as awful as that?" she cried, overcome by the Ojibwa equivalent. "What did you call them? Gibo-dl-what? No wonder won-der Marthe and Sarah are shocked I Think of a woman wearing anything any-thing with such a name! Glbo-dl " and she broke into shouts of laughter. laugh-ter. "Gibodipgwason," he repeated. "Gibo-di-eg-wnson !" she faltered, breathlessly, "gibos, for short ! Wait till they hear that In Winnipeg! They'll never wear 'era again I" Stuart regarded his guest with nnnnppnipd curiosity. Buried In the hinterlands since the war, he had had no contact with the new girl. But now, it appeared, he was being offered a rare opportunity for the study of the species. "There won't be much left of me when Sarah and Marthe get their heads together, but you're not really real-ly shocked. Monsieur Stuart With us. all -women wear thera for sport. "No, Indeed, I'm not shocked," he laughed, his eyes shifting from her dusky head to the well-shaped hand busy with ber fork. "We saw lots of them In France. But I'm wondering Just how your being here will strike your father. It s going to blow all night Ml8 LeBlond, and I don't see bow we can get you home." "So you're worried over what Marthe and Sarah will think If you can't rid yourself of your guest Mr. Stuart?" she suggested with a curl of a full red lip. Tm wondering bow your father will take it How will be like It when he learns that you've been here?" She shrugged. "My father adores hi, unworthy daughter He 1U love you for what you did this afternoon. aft-ernoon. The poo' aD " .th!fk rm Id the late, now. He'll be In-sane In-sane with worry I Toordadl" Stuart scowled with Impatience. -Are you er rIon. , Mi Aurore LeBlond? To may Ignore the facts but he wonX Tot French IrS careful-of appearance If I bought I could get yofel, over there tonight we'd now (TO bs covri-T-D KADg IT TBI MAKEU OF IVORY SOAP M4.U. .Mf.cm Hiy don't sou try this amazing eoap see bow its suds last till dishes are sparkling clean how they float dirt out i clothes and hold it out eo clothes are cleaner and whiter without rubbing? Softens water. Never balls up. v Procter & Gamble WIFE'S RIGHT TO SHARE IN INCOME Should Mate Be Real Fifty- Fifty Partners? Women's rights, It seems, was not settled when political equal suffrage was adopted. Equal rights for worn en Is still the most Important question ques-tion In American home life today, ac cording to a questionnaire conduct' ed among 8,000 women by the edi torial staff of the County Home, Fifty-one per cent of all the women wom-en who answered the questionnaire selected se-lected this as the "gravest and most Important question" of a long series submitted for their selection, Most of them narrowed their Interest down to money matters the right of a wife as a partner to share fifty-fifty in the family Income. The arguments brought to bear on the subject were many and varied. A Kansas answer carried the fol lowing Indorsement: "When I was thirty I would have stuck up for the old Idea that a man Is the nat ural head of the family. Cut now, at sixty-two, I am convinced that an actual partnership with the wife would be . the salvation of many homes that otherwise will be wretch ed or wrecked. Experience has dera onstrated that, under our present system of equality In education and opportunity, woman is not only man's equal mentality but often hla superior In business acumen : and she Is entitled to full participation In everything ev-erything pertaining to the welfare of the home." An Indiana woman wrote: "I have traveled the whole road. This very question almost broke my heart I let my husband get hold of all the money I got from my parents. He spent It all for bis farm and his good. I have no modern conveniences, conveni-ences, with an electric line right In front of onr farm home, I have no water In the house, I draw cistern water, I had seven children for him and had to raise chickens to clothe myself and the children. And what good was It all? There are no pockets in a shroud." Just How New Yorker Happened to Be "Let In" John Stewart Bryan, himself a Vir ginian, tells of a man from Charleston, Charles-ton, S. G, who returned home from a visit to New York. Somebody asked him how he enjoyed himself and the colonel said: "Fine! We had a great dinner at Helmonlco's. Colonel Itave-nell Itave-nell was there; Major Elliott from Columbia was there; three of the Screvens came from Savannah, and there was General Breckenrldge from Kentucky and Beverly Randolph from Virginia." .- "That made eight with you?" "No, there were nine. Oh, yes; there was a fellow from New York there." "How did he get In?" "Oh," said the colonel, "he was giving giv-ing the dinner !' Boston Globe. Littl Differec The young bride was asked wha the thought of married life. "Oh, there's not much difference,' she replied. "I used to wait op hal the night for George to go, and noi I wait up half the night for him t come home," Namat la Odd Sequanca A curious sequence of names Is puzzling University of Alabama professors. pro-fessors. In one freshman class John James and James John occupy seats near each other. Across the aisle are Jacob Jacobs and Roger Rogers. Three Bernard Cohens are signed up for the same course also. That problem prob-lem was solved by placing the Cohens on different schedules. ; Bir., "I see In Yap they use grindstones for currency." k "Think I'll go there." "Wtiv?" "That's the place to earn big money." After a man has laughed at your Joke over the telephone, be expects you to hang up, Refinement Janet came home from school full of praise for one of her little friends. "Mary Louise Is such a nice little girl." she said. "She doesn't wipe her pen on her stockings. stock-ings. She Just licks the Ink off !" Teeth Index to Brain Dr. G. Elliot Smith, famous professor pro-fessor of anatomy at a British college, col-lege, expresses the belief that while brains grow, teeth rest and man pays with weak and crooked teeth for a better brain. Tribute to Humanity Nothing strikes those who have lived long In this world so much as the essential goodness and kindness kind-ness of hnman nature when you look for It Sir Alfred Hopklnson. Education Education Is presumed to equip the student so he can go out In the world and make more money than the educator who educated him. Richmond Register, Rainbow at Nigbt Rainbows are occasionally seen at night This results from the light of the moon shining on rain, but Is feeble compared with the rainbow rain-bow seen In the daytime. Fait Hat Materials Fine felt hats are made of the fur of rabbits and conies; cheaper grades of felt contain considerable wool or cotton. Ivory Head "Please tell me where the population popu-lation of the world Is densest" asks a reader of London Tlt-BIts, and the editor answers, "From the neck up." Early Illustration According to the theory of the great naturalist I'llny the Elder, the art of painting was started by drawing draw-ing lines around men's shadows. About Onrtelrea If we could see this tumbled and troubled world clearly and truly, then how It would sparkle with light and Inspiration and Joy. AO ia tho Viewpoint Ninety per cent of we people are bigots calling other folks bigots. Atchison Globe. - Prolific Plant A single ragweed plant may pro-sac pro-sac more than 23,000 seeds. When a man sjteirks slightingly of himself, his qualities and abilities, don't forget he la generally expecting expect-ing you to pnt op an argument on the other side, or at least hoping hop-ing you will. Farm Journal. Intereatinf Forgeries Harvard university has a collection collec-tion of the so-called Ireland forgeries, for-geries, papers and letters which William nenry Ireland wrote In the Eighteenth century and strove to have attributed to Shakespeare. She Haa to Bo Smart Jud Tunklas says one of the smartest financiers he knows Is a woman who can manage a $2 bill so as to make It buy a dinner for the whole family. Washington Star. Fatifue Antitoxin According to a German scientist, fatigue Is caused by a poison, which he has Isolated and from which be has prepared an antitoxin that seems to Increase energy. From the Latin The word "ssqu!centennIaH Is taken from the Latin. "Sesqul" means one and one-halt Centennial Is derived from "centum," meaning one hundred. It It Something New? Men are beginning to talk about the use of common sense as If it were new, something that has never been tried before. Toledo Blade. Reaiona for Detour Civilization Is nnder construction, says an editorial. That perhaps, Is why we have to detour around It so much. Arkansas Gazette. Dirty Work Don't let a patient listener fool you. He Is getting you under obligation ob-ligation so he can tell about his troubles. San Francisco Chronicle, Mot Sincere Patriot It's always been our impression that a man can be a patriot without boasting about It all the time. Cincinnati Cin-cinnati Enquirer. The Fetiimitt Do you know what a pessimist Is? A man who thinks everybody as nasty as himself and hates them for It Shaw. Sanctioned by Utag The use of the word "pretty" In the sense of a comfortable degree is sanctioned, as "pretty well," "pretty sure." Too American Langaago Who's that big cheese ova there?" "Some big butter-and-egg man,-Washington man,-Washington Tost A false rumor gains current quicker than the average man. NEW1IOUSE HOTEL All-Expense Spring Rate When register ing, ask for "All-Expense Rata. Or write for reservations re-servations or farther de tails. 65( PLAN A t PERSONS t DAYS AND 1 NIGBT Room, dlnnr, bwakfiut, tarc.en Uwtr Uckot each. (Good wMk-eod only.) PLAN B $Q50 t PEttSONH O t DA8 ANO I NIGHT Room: - rrir. elrnwr, fcreakfut, luncheon. S thmUr ticket tach. (Good any time.) ONK PERSON, 16.00. HOTEL NEWHOUSE Salt Lad City. Utah W. B. Bittern C W. Wait True Foolscap Paper This is a British paper, and measures meas-ures 1VA by 17 Inches. It Is so called because the watermark is ft fool's cap and bells. The so-called American foolscap Is the same size as "legal cap" 13 by 16 Inches. Danger la Undue Hatte "Too much eagerness In getting always to the front," said III Ho, the sage of Chinatown, "may leave a vain man dangerously unaware of what la going on behind his back." Washington Star. The Only Different There is this difference between great leaders and the average citizen; citi-zen; The average citizen doesn't know how to save the country, either, but he doesn't know it Los Angeles Times. Uncle Ebea "A good-natured man," said Uncle Eben, "aln entitled to much credit If he's good-natured only Jes' because be-cause he kin take life easy an not care what happens." Washington Star. Special Coinage Oregon Trail half dollars wera coined In 192. They commemorated the heroism of the father s and mothers moth-ers to traversed the Oregon trail to the Far West That'. Whr The reason a lot of women look old before their time la because they persist In trying to look young after their time. London Tit-Bits. Thought I Etential Reading only furnishes the mind with the material of knowledge; It Is thinking that makes what we read ours. Exchange. , New Alibi Needed Now ' One good thing about the radio.-No radio.-No politician can claim the microphone micro-phone misquoted him. Florida Times-Union. Family Ufo AO happy families resemble one another; every unhappy family Is nnhapry In Its own way. Count Leo Tolstoy. Error Talkativn Every absurdity has a champion to defend It; for Error Is always talking. Goldsmith. Fortune' Helping Hand Fortune truly helps those who art of good Judgment Euripide. |