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Show HIE LEIII RUN, LEW, UTAn i BiMJ- II nier Frozen StaiS 1 I X... W.M.U. SERVICE. AS THE STORY OPENS ? Sunset House, to the Canadian north, Jim Stuart, trader in f At lb fur !' SV omar, reicuea a drifter on an overturned canoe, La, with 1" he? bit rival in the fur business. She proves a charm. Zort UBlond. oaugMer op feeUng of admiration UJilonit Jjcoop'ioB' M. u hreed lieutenant, arrive! in aearch of the missing girl. 2, Paradia. b towtrd jim. Stuart's superior, Andrew Christie, dis-Fin dis-Fin l1"' " ihowing. allows Stuart, at his request, one year to "make ijsal st the tra clintet House, Jim and Omar are fired upon from ambush. j. Returning s"iin to kiU or disable them. The attempt faUs and Jim ftndii hi wniond. After hearing the story LeBlond discharges Paradis. $a th I""" "inowledge their mutual love, though Aurore is returning to vi Aurore aw lMined a personal appeal to the- Indians, who have re-finoiptRi re-finoiptRi J , with the company he represents. Jim and Omar travel 10 1 denouncing Jingwak, "medicine man," and Stuart's enemy. pa on? m emj paradis and LeBlond, meeting with some success. Esau, -1 P ? JLi Wend, leaves his two friends, on mysterious Journey V.'i Iot3 "n result in the overthrow of Jingwak. Paradis, with his .i .k iheT hope WIU . n. hilt tti ririvc nff ti . .!,... tiians. auk' "."hooting Smoke, Jim's favorite dog. Jim successfully treats i.-ji. Mcanet. Slier u . .,,, s t t: i infected arm, and tnerepy gam. m ituusu ui juuw. VII Continued MATTER f -12 fin the flickering light of tie Lrk, Stuart opened the In-U In-U band, cleaned out the wound, Led it with bichloride of mer-i mer-i and bound it up, while the i gray face of the old squaw . dtn the sweat of her agony, j to its stoic immobility. Jy went outside to the fire, and stiff features of the Ojibwa Eed as he said: "The white medicine is strong. She will ,!! again." f do not know," replied Jim, coning con-ing the situation. He might ;tbe old woman out of her In-in In-in if he stayed and dressed the I Bat that meant the risk of ting themselves to camps In the Mj. And time was precious If f were to help Esau. Omar would I agree to It But then, there sfthe brave old soul In the tlpl i lad not so much as whimpered k opened the wound, helpless lot him. How could he leave i It of the murk Omar suddenly fared at the fire. ttii is Omar, my friend," said as the two men exchanged j'-jo's" and the customary hand- as. "Ion have not told me your se old man's seamed face ex-U ex-U In i chuckle. "My name Is -I was Ojibwa for rattlesnake, Omar's black eyes snapped as said, signi3cantly thrusting a Ming face Into that of the oth-' oth-' "Ion got your poison fangs tor somebody?" "its unblinking eyes the Indian wered the strange question. "My 3 ire waiting for the trader, ails, and Jingwak, the shaman." "hi glanced at Omar's surprised 4 Could It be that they had ?Med upon a possible ally, or i Jinaw leading them on to be- .the object of their search? And fke had trusted Jim with his 4'iarm. 'Pi did you ask me If I had to tell the OllbWA that: .Tins'. pows fat or the flour ofPara- Jim demanded. itise, the sun before the last Jingwak was here and said Sewasherer Jim was thrilled. old man might have news of -was he alone?" . ne was waiting for Paradis u oeen up river." J he ay why Paradis went up that Paradis went to r.a l0' country the trader y been telling the Indians i l i of the Great Stones ! w Was a false shaman. ;Um that he could prove that curlngmy gqilaw wno wajJ Jttt dia he do?" L'Si!1? hEd 110 time to set voklne lodge, but would ''s from her arm," said a maS 5e?Jfd he was wabeno. B.01, 3lDaw twisted with s" waft fn?J hy the fan of not seen him." U!!11 " old man ta V deling this way?- 5l Ta, ? we Kh Paradlsr tJ? ta canoes." : lour gl?nce at Omar, Jim klnT" not UUed- . , fflCt thorn . .. 1 uiev -"J i en or tnem :'Jifl0,t8top w ' too strong for f-batther " ? S5acettf r'' shrewl ofT! tte frank conn-. conn-. Then 4 . tae the face keart la to fear; yon Bhould have killed them. They will never let you leave this lake alive." Ignoring the cheerful prophesy, Omar broke Into the conversation, which had been carried on entirely In Ojibwa. "Do all the people here believe In the wabeno, Jingwak?" "No, but many of the young men do." "Will the old men listen to ua If we talk to them?" "They will listen, but Paradis will find you with his young men and kill you." Omar grimaced In JInaw's grave face. "The medicine of this white man laughs at knife and bullet Ask Paradis what he did with bis nine men." Then Omar's swart face hardened into a menacing mask. "The fangs of Jinaw seek the trader Paradis and this wabeno. They, also, are our enemies. Jinaw is old, his son has left him, and he needs friends. We will be his friends." The three filled their pipes and sat down by the fire, while Omar, now convinced . that the old Indian was sincere, lost no time In planning plan-ning to make use of him in their search for Esau. As an earnest of their friendship, Omar brought from the canoe, flour, sugar, tea and tobacco, to-bacco, none of which the old man had, and gave the sick squaw a dipper of stimulating tea, which she gratefully swallowed. Then, heart ened by the good fortune which bad led them to the tlpl of Jinaw, the Rattlesnake, they paddled a mile down the shore and bid their canoe and outfit as the young moon broke through the clouds above a lake drifted with shadows. While the sky Bleared and, here and there, the mirror of the lake picked up the stars, one question harassed the thoughts of the two men who had been told by Jinaw that their canoe would never turn south up the racing Sturgeon: Where was Esau? As the night deepened and the moon dipped toward the black buttresses but-tresses of the spruce ridge flanking the western shore, Its beams touched two blurred shapes that stretched in an open space beside a stony beach. Far out on the lake the funereal night wall of a loon lifted from the shadows. Then, for a long space, forest and lake slumbered, until, at last, on the heavy si lence of the timbered shore broke the deep-toned "whoo-hoo-hoo, whooo-whoool" whooo-whoool" of the horned owL But the shapes In the blankets lay like dead men. Again the hush of the tomb re turned to the forest, while the moon rode from sight behind a drift of cloud, and murk swallowed the muf fled figures on the shore. For time the patrols of the forest night gave no voice, then the hunting call of the feathered assassin of the shadows again marred the deep peace. But the shaggy sentinel, Smoke, no longer kept guard beside his sleeping master. The sinister sound was unheard. The blanketed heaps did not stir. Time passed and the moon broke from Its curtain of cloud to light the lake shore and touch the wrapped shapes near the hidden j canoe. Then, close by, like the: stealthy movement of padded feetj sounded a faint rustle. For a long space, silence; and the sound was repeated. Again, silence, while the night grew older; until, with the noiselessness of a snake, something left the packed gloom of the scrub and writhed Into the moonlight. Near the two still shapes now lay a third. Again movement In the black murk of the brush, the swift progress prog-ress of a dark body, and where the two had lain now lay four. Heavy with silence the forest slumbered on. Then a moonbeam touched bright metal in the lifted hands of two kneeling men as they struck at the huddled figures between them struck again. But their knife bands stranger J did not lift for the third blow u the sleeping men. for! Ilk th mh of stalking wolves, the impact of tWO heavv bodlea ernnn faces Into the soil, as the skinning knives of Omar Bolsvert and Jim Stuart drove deep Into their backs. Leaving the tricked henchmen of Paradis stiffening beside the blanketed blank-eted heaps which the men from Sunset House had cunningly arranged ar-ranged to simulate the shapes of sleeping men, Jim and Omar listened lis-tened In the murk of the shore wll-lows wll-lows for the sound of muffled pad-dies pad-dies or men moving In the forest In the rear of the camp. "I tole you de trick would work," Omar breathed into the ear of bis chief. "Jinaw, he fool me, but I have fear Jus' de same. He tole dem we go little piece down de lak' to sleep." ."Old Jinaw I To think he would betray us I" murmured Jim, bitter with the thought of the treachery of the Indian whom he had befriended. be-friended. "Dey see us from de lak' w'He we talk to de Rattlesnake at de fire. Hees fangs weel spit no more poison w'en Omar squeeze hecs t'roat" "And his squaw poor old soul!" "Ah-hah I She ees de moder of wan ov dose who come to keel us een our sleep, mebbe. You sorry for her?" "Yes, I am sorry for her. She was so game when I hurt her. I believe I could have saved her, too. Now she'll die if you put Jinaw out of the way." "Shlshl" The steel-hard fingers of Omar closed on Jim's arm as the straining strain-ing ears of the two waited for the repetition of a sound back In the forest Shortly It came. "Rabbit 1" growled Omar, as the familiar thumping of the hind feet of a buck snowshoe was repeated. "What re you going to do? Hunt up old Jinaw In the morning and accuse him of this?" whispered Jim as, with rifles across knees, they set tled down to their long watch for the possible appearance of others of the Paradis band. "Ah-hah I For he tell Paradis all he know about us. I close bees moutV There was no disputing the fact that the old man's knowledge of their search for Esau would be a grave menace to their safety. Yet It was unlikely that be would leave his wife to die alone while be hunted hunt-ed for Paradis. And to the white man who sat through the hours beside be-side the Implacable half-breed who had already pronounced sentence of death on the Ingrate, it was unthinkable un-thinkable that the courageous old squaw should be deserted to a slow death. But In holding Omar's hand, in giving her her chance of recov ery from the Infection, Jim realized that he was gambling with his own life and that of his friend forgetting forget-ting what he owed the girl at the Lake of the Sand Beaches. .And yet he could not bring himself to do otherwise. At dawn, the watchers on the shore, now confident that the would-be assassins had come alone, started a search for their canoe, which they shortly found not far away, and drew up and hid In the brush. Then, leaving tneir own canoe, for they did not wish to be seen, they started through the timber tim-ber for the tlpl of Jinaw. Squatted by a small fire, over which simmered a tea pail they found the old Indian frying a pan of fish. At the sound of their ap proach, to Jim's surprise the OJib- wa naiieu tueui wuu a uv-j without turning his head. "How is the woman?" asked Stuart In Ojibwa. The deen lines of the old In dian's face softened, as he rose and faced the hostile eyes of the white man nnrt thft half-breed. Then look of bewilderment shaped Itself on his hawk-like features as he glanced curiously from one to the other. "Sleep has come to her," he said; "At the first light she said the pain had grown little In her arm. The medicine of the white man Is strong." Old Jinaw stared quizzically at the wrath In the black face of Omar, who stepped forward and started to speak, when the raised hand of Jim checked him. HMr some water," ordered Stuart "I will wash out her hand." Putting a pall of water on the fire, Jinaw led Jim into the tlpL His entrance was greeted from the niio nf skins by a low, "NIal nlal You have cornel Your medicine Is strong, for the pain has grown small." Jim placed his hand on the wrinkled wrin-kled forehead. The fever had dronned. Then he took the band age off the arm and washed the incision in-cision he bad made In the hand, while the squaw, mumbling her gratitude, stoically refused to voice her pain. Sending Jinaw for more water, Jim quietly asked her: "Was It your son who stopped here the last sleep after 1 put medicine on your hand?" The eyes of the old woman, sunken with hours of agony widened wid-ened at the question. There Is no subterfuge here, thought Jim. as she whimpered: "My son. here, the last sleep? No. he has forgotten-he forgotten-he comes no more. There was no one here." , As Jinaw entered with the warm water, Stuart said: "We thought that you had sent two men to knife ns In our sleep and we came here . noVi rnn nav. 1 saw It In your eyes,- said the Indian, calmly meeting Jlm'l gaze, -but 1 did not know w 3 1 hearts had turned bitter. The men of Paradis found you, but your meaicine was too strong?" "They will stalk no more ileon-l tng men;" Jim closely studied the wrinkled mask of old Jinaw, but In the expression there, he found only mild surprise. "It was, then, the moon on a wet paddle, as I thought" "You saw their canoe?" "No, after you left I saw far on the lake, a flash. Then the moon was hid." "We thought yon had sent them to find us." Sorrowfully the Indian shook his bead. "Jinaw has little to give the white trader for his good medicine but his friendship. Ue gave him that the last sleep, when he touched hands. Does the trader from the House of the Sunset believe Jinaw now speaks with a single tongue?" Rising, Jim gave the old man his hand. "I do. We shall be friends." CHAPTER VIII WHEN Esau left Jim and Omar and started down the Stur geon river on his mad mission In search of Jingwak, he traveled all the first night, watching the passing pass-ing shores for the red embers of a dying fire. For, once Paradis was warned of the coming of the men from Sunset House, he would lose no time In guarding the river road over which they must pass. So the old man rode the swift current through the shadows, his eyes straining for the glow of a camp- fire on the foliage of the shore. Before dawn the roar of white- water drifted to his ears, and he landed. For he would need the light to Inspect the strange rapids and decide whether he could run them or would have to carry around. So Esau hid his canoe, went deep into the forest boiled bis tea over a diminutive fire masked from the river by thick timber, ate, and slept Later in the morning he walked downstream to the head of the rap-Ids. rap-Ids. Across the river was the cleared space at the end of a por tage, for not even the trained eyes of Esau Otchlg who, In his youth, had run the Chutes of Death on the Wlnisk and the Long Sault of the Mad river, had found a way through for his canoe. The old Indian was crossing the river a quarter mile above the rap Ids, when, to his consternation, two men appeared on the portage. With a lunge of his paddle Esau swung the nose of the canoe to the opposite shore. Was it Paradis on his way up river, or traveling Ojib- was who would pay him slight at tention? He had paddled but a few strokes when he saw a canoe carried from the forest and slid into the water. Leaping into the boat the two packers started straight across the head of the rap ids. They were trying to cut him off I It was Paradis I Furiously Esau drove his paddle, angling across the current for the opposite shore, as his keen brain grappled with the situation which confronted him. He could land and take to the bush ambush the two men in the canoe If they dared follow fol-low him up. But there were others behind them on the portage. That meant losing canoe and outfit defeat de-feat Witnout these he could not reach Jingwak, Then, at the head of the carry, a third man appeared. There was a puff of smoke, a faint explosion of a rifle above the drumming of the rapids, and a bullet whined past Esau's face. As the two canoes swmly ap proached each other, the old Ojibwa Ojib-wa made his decision. Life meant little to him, now. There was one chance in ten of bis coming through; but he would make' the great gamble for that one chance for Jim and the memory of Jim's dead father. The trail to Jingwak led through the half mile of white fury ahead. He stopped paddling, reached for his rifle, and fired at the bowman In the boat cutting across his course. Hit the paddler slumped back Into the canoe. Close to the suck of the first drop, the sternman seized his pole and fought to check the drifting canoe, as a second shot passed over Esau s head. Then, at the bead of the portage, the old man saw another canoe leaving the beach, as again an In dian fired at him from tne shore. "Ah-hah I" he cried, his fur rowed face glowing with the exaltation exalta-tion of his mad purpose. "So you catch old Esau? Wal, come onl Catch beeml" Esau sighted his rifle and fired at the sternman battling with bis pole to free the canoe from the fierce suction on the lip of the flume. Splintered by the bullet the bending pole snapped In the OJIb-wa's OJIb-wa's hands. He lunged head first into the racing current and, fol lowed by his yawing canoe, was swept Into the rapids. Khiftinz his load forward to make the canoe bow-besry, Esau -., .jth Ma setting pole. 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