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There were many old trails deep In the caribou moss but the deer had not started south. A bear that they had worked hard to get had slipped them in a creek bottom. bot-tom. At the camp, the gill-nets set in the river had taken nothing but small river trout and the dogs were on short rations. If the first run of sea-trout and salmon did not appear ap-pear shortly, it would be serious, for they could not feed the dogs from their small stock of dried caribou, cari-bou, and the emergency rations must be held for the trip home. That night over the fire, for the evenings were always cool, the prospectors pros-pectors held a council of war. "We can't go on this way and trust to luck," said Alan, "gold or no gold. We've got to get fish or caribou shortly, or starve. The dogs haven't had a square meal in a week. I suggest that Napayo, Noel and I pack the canoe past the gorge and travel up the river, then cut into the tundra. If we strike deer, we can load the boat down with meat and skins and run downstream." down-stream." "Aleck Drummond told me the sea salmon run in August," objected object-ed McCord. "We'll only have to wait a few days for the first run. Why not drop down to the Koksoak and set the nets?" Noel shook his head. "Napayo say onlee small feesh een Koksoak below here, ontil salmon and sea trout come een from de salt water." "The dogs need almost twenty pounds of fish a day to keep fit and I'm not going to see them grow poor on rabbit, if I can help it I'm going into the barrens, John! The salmon may be a week or mora late." "The berries'll be ripe soon," chimed in Heather. "I was up on the barren today. We'll have bake-apple bake-apple and blueberries soon, and I saw bushels of cranberries. We can have berry bannock. Won't that be good?" "So that's where you were! And you promised never to leave camp alone," said Alan, sternly. "I had my rifle," she answered, "and I always carry this." She touched the pistol on her belt "Anyway, "Any-way, does it make much difference, Alan? I told you I've given up all thought of our ever getting back." He took her roughly by the elbows and looked into her defiant, blue eyes. "Stop that kind of talk! You ought to be ashamed of yourself!" he said sharply. "What's got Into you, anyway? Why, you were wonderful, won-derful, Heather, most of the way down the Koksoak never complainedtook com-plainedtook everything as it came with a smile, and it was hard, mighty hard! But lately, you seem to have lost your nerve. Brace up, girl!" Suddenly the courageous eyes that had met his so frankly, defiantly, grew soft, misty. With a deep breath, she released her arms, as she said, as if to herself: "Yes, I guess I've lost my nerve and everything ev-erything else." He watched her as she walked away, the glory of the golden hair, the clean lines of her shoulders in the patched blouse, the strength and symmetry of her lithe figure In the worn whipcords and leggings, and then into his memory flashed a picture pic-ture of a girl standing on a sand beach at the water's edge. Unstrung Un-strung by the conflicting emotions that stirred him, he turned to where McCord was busy fashioning a wooden shovel with axe and draw-knife. draw-knife. "We can't touch our flour, bacon or beans, now, John. We save that for November. Noel and I will take Napayo and carry the canoe around the gorge. I'm going on a caribou hunt and may not be back for a week." McCord shook his head. "Need you here, Alan!" he objected. "We've not scratched this shore yet and look what dust we already have in the bag!" Alan's glance met Heather's. "I'm going on a hunt, up the river," he repeated, his eyes still on the girl who stood listening. "I'm taking the dogs. We'll feed them on Arctic hare and ptarmigan if we don't strike game. Don't expect us back for five or six days." McCord was so immersed with his gold washing and the building of a sluice box that he refused to consider con-sider the danger that threatened them if the sea-salmon were too late. "All right! he agreed. "Heather and I'll live on the nets until you show up with a boat load of meat." "We may not get meat Then what good will that dust in the bags do us? If we're going to get back, we've got to have a big cache of grub stored up." "Then we'll eat our dust," laughed the miner. "The salmon will show soon, anyway." But even if their fish racks above the smoke fires had been heavy with fat sea-run salmon, Alan Cameron would have gone into the barrens after deer. For that morning, as he talked to Heather, he had made a discovery. He had learned what he had felt vaguely for weeks that Berthe was fast becoming a shadow, shad-ow, something unreal, and that this girl toward whom he had once felt as an older brother had suddenly become a magnet to his senses. The touch of her arms, that morning, the nearness of her as she had said: "I guess I've lost my nerve and everything else," had touched depths within him of which he had been unconscious. It had left him dazed, dazed at his calm acceptance accept-ance of the fact that Berthe seemed "And you promised never to leave camp alone." very far away, as unsubstantial as a dream, that morning when he held Heather's arms and watched her shining eyes grow dark. The realization of her appeal confused con-fused him. He must get away, get away into the barrens, have a chance to think. She was hardly a woman; it seemed unfair. The following morning Alan and Noel took the Peterboro on their shoulders and carried past the gorge while Napayo, to avoid the wrath of the spirits, made a wide circle and met them above. Before they started. start-ed. Heather drew Alan to one side. "Father is mad about the gold he's getting. Those nuggets he got on that sand bar almost drove him crazy. He refuses to think of the food supply. I do! I know you're worried, Alan," she said. "It is serious, Heather. The migration mi-gration may pass fifty miles beyond us. Then everything will depend on the salmon. Don't touch the emergency emer-gency flour and other stuff. We've got to save it for the trip home." "I won't! Take care of yourself, Alan," she almost whispered. "Good luck!" With the dogs running the shore, the canoe made good time upstream. up-stream. They camped far above the gorge and, in the morning, went back on the tundra. The white moss hills were etched and lined with the old paths of caribou, but although they traveled all day, they saw no deer. Patches of cloud berries, blueberries, blue-berries, and moss berries were beginning be-ginning to ripen, and the excited dogs soon found where barren ground bear had already tested them. From small clumps of deer bush and dwarf spruce, Lapland longspur rose before their approach with their merry "Chee-chups!" Curious Cu-rious ravens followed them deep into the barrens from the river. Far into the tundra traveled the hunters, hunt-ers, with the dogs on leashes, for they hoped to see and stop a bear, but no game except the ever-present ptarmigan, an occasional loping hare, or a curious fox, met the sweep of Alan's binoculars. On up the river pushed the canoe for three days, while Napayo kept abreast of them on the high shore, watching for game. At the third camp, when again the search of the barrens for deer had been fruitless, fruit-less, Alan began to have misgivings misgiv-ings about the man and the girl he had left at the camp below the gorge. Suppose the Naskapi had followed the Peterboro down the Koksoak from the rapids. Still they would not know the canoe had ascended the River of Skulls and probably would have feared to enter en-ter it But a feeling of impending calamity depressed him. If they missed the deer on their way south, they would lack proper clothes as well as food. The salmon would surely reach the river sometime in August Salmon would keep them and the dogs alive, but they needed rawhide for snowshoes and skins for clothing. On the next day, they made a last hunt into the barrens. At a fold in the tundra where scrub spruce, deer bush and berry heath had made a stand against the fierce winds of winter, Napayo suddenly stopped and pointed. Three crossed poles marked where a deer skin tent had once stood. A spruce twig, an Indian date record, hung at the intersection in-tersection of the poles. Napayo and Noel studied the dried twig then Noel reported to Alan who held the dogs on thong leashes: "Deer hunter camp here many sleeps a moon ago." "They were Fort Chimo hunters," explained Napayo in his native tongue. "They came across from the Quiet Water. But there are no bones here. They missed the deer passing north." "And we may miss them passing south! Then what Noel?" "De gole een dose bag do us no good den. We freeze widout plen-tee plen-tee deer skin and meat" Attracted by the moving shapes below, an eagle circled above them. "If we could strike a bear or two, it would be something to take back to camp," lamented Alan, disheartened. disheart-ened. He swept the barren with his glasses. Suddenly he stiffened, interested. in-terested. The others intently watched his face. Presently he said, "I'm sure I saw a bear on the skyline. sky-line. He went down into that little valley over there. We'll circle and work up wind along the other side of that hilL" The dogs whom Alan had carefully care-fully trained to silence when on leash thongs, were taken with them. Cautiously, behind the protection of the ridge, the three men with the silent but excited dogs approached the hill above the swale where Alan had seen the bear. Leaving Noel and Napayo with the huskies, Alan worked along taking cover behind boulders and rises in the ground until he commanded a view of the little valley. Two hundred yards beyond him, feeding on the ripening berries, was a large, barren-ground bear. Here was the meat they so badly needed. He began to stalk for a closer shot for bear will carry much lead. At fifty yards he fired at the shaggy, black shoulder in the heath and ground juniper. With 'a bellow of rage the bear turned, bit savagely at his side, then started to run. Again the whip-lash explosion of the 30-30 waked the tundra. The shot went true to its mark. The bear stumbled, slid into the berry heath and lay still "Two hundred pounds of meat on him!" cried the hunter as he hurried hur-ried to the black bulk that lay in the swale. "There come the dogs!" Alan had laid his rifle to one side and was starting 'to draw his skinning skin-ning knife when a trampling in his rear swung him around. Bed lips baring yellow tusks, small pig-like eyes flaming, a raging rag-ing black hulk hurled itself at the startled hunter. With a leap, Alan cleared the dead bear and started up the swale, the black hurricane of fury hard on his heels. His only chance was to keep away from those scimiter-Iike claws. Suddenly the bear stopped and struck savagely at something in its rear while Alan put yards between himself and the bellowing brute. As the runner circled back to reach his gun, the bear plunged after him. Again long tusks tore at the beast's hams and he stopped and pivoted to slash at the enemy in his rear, who leaped away out of reach. Then the puppies reached Rough. Supply of American Bison Wiped Out; Few Surviving Herds Throughout U. S. Our buffalo, the American bison, is forever gone in its old abundance. The thundering herds of millions, sweeping from the Canadian prairies to the Gulf of Mexico and back in their search for fat grazing lands, could not now be tolerated in a country of railroads, towns, fences and farms, writes Ding Darling in the Washington Star. There are many men now living who can recall the last of the vast herds. Bison vanished east of the Mississippi about 1800, but the last wild specimens were killed in the West less than 50 years ago. Sixty years ago, at Kearney, Neb., there was a factory for canning buffalo tongues. Buffalo robes were the standard equipment for every one who owned a horse and buggy. Bales of raw buffalo hides sold at 4 cents a pound. From the buffalo the Indians got food, clothing and shelter, the hides being used in making tepees. Hunted Hunt-ed with arrows and lances, the enormous enor-mous herds were never seriously affected before the coming of the white man. Great lobo wolves followed the buffalo as they moved up and down the country and destroyed de-stroyed the weak and old. The white man made short work of this great natural endowment Leaping in and out, dodging the slashes of the knife-edged ciaws, ic four dogs held the bear at bay until Alan reached his gun. Before he could use it a rifle, behind him. crashed, crashed again. The bear swayed. Two long clawed forefeet pawed the air as the dogs closed in. With a grunt the beast lunged into the berry heath, a black dog upon him. Like the surf over a rock, the four Ungavas swarmed over their enemy. Behind Alan stood Noel pumping an exploded shell from his rifle. "By gar, Alan," cried the excited Noel, "dat Rough ees smart! De odder od-der dog stop at de first bear, but Rough, he see de bear chase you and he stop heem wid de bite on hees tail. I run, but I was scare to shoot w'en you were so close to dat bear. By gar, dat ees ver' smart dog, for sure!" "Yes," said Alan, watching the angered huskies milling over the carcass of their dead enemy. "He's a great dog, Noel one in a thousand! thou-sand! He'd die for me, and I'd die for him!" While the dogs had their first full meal in days, the men cut up the bear meat and back fat and, lashing lash-ing their tump-lines to the heavy loads packed them down to the river. riv-er. Their caribou hunt was a failure, fail-ure, but they now had food to tide them over until the salmon run without touching their emergency rations. So they started for camp tor Allen was worried. That night in their camp down the river Napayo talked of the life of his people the northern Naskapi who traded at Fort Chimo. From his boyhood, life had been very hard. When they met the caribou migration in the summer and could dry quantities of meat there were no terrors in the withering winds that swept the interior in the moons of the long snows. But often the deer changed their route in the late summer and the hunters watched in vain at the old trails at lake and river crossings. Then there was wailing in the tipis before the long winter's end, for, unless they had cached a huge supply of salmon, they were sure to starve. No one ever knew where the deer were. They were like the wind, now here, now there. When they found the migration, the deer were like the leaves of the forest and the Naskapi were happy. The spring before, Napayo said, his family had been in a starving condition. That was why they ascended as-cended the Koksoak beyond the Ni-piw, Ni-piw, the dead line. The night before, be-fore, an owl had hooted in a tree northeast of their camp on the Koksoak. Kok-soak. And Death, in the Naskapi legends, always comes from the northeast It came that night Alan asked him what he thought they had better do, if the deer did not soon appear on the River of Skulls. The Naskap!. shook his head. "They may be moving now far in the land where the sun sleeps." He pointed into the west "But if they cross the Big River as many as the stars, and go into the country of the rising sun, only Gitchi Mani-tou Mani-tou will know. You cannot follow and find them. They must come to you. If they do not come, you will freeze and starve." Alan glanced at the disconsolate Noel who sat chin cupped in hands. "We're not going to starve, Napayo," Na-payo," he said, with finality. "We're going to dry enough salmon to see us through, deer or no deer." (TO BE CONTINUED) As soon as a slight profit was discovered dis-covered in the mass slaughter the leather markets of the world were glutted with the cheap hides from the American bison and every farmer farm-er who wanted one could afford a buffalo overcoat There was little enough sport in buffalo hunting, and at times the plains were strewn with the rotting carcasses of splendid animals, killed for their hides alone. The American Bison society has made a close study of the history of the buffalo. It is estimated that in 1870 the surviving herds numbered num-bered about 14,000,000. The last census cen-sus of bison, in 1929, gave 3 385 animals at large in the United States-living within the protection of national parks and United States Biological survey refuges. It is estimated es-timated there are 14.9G9 in Canada. Patent Cannot Be Renewed A patent runs for 17 years and after that it becomes public property. prop-erty. It cannot be renewed. 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