Show j Cy GEORGE 11 k L TOE SO Bound for the cold men loit their lives on the Bed Garrett brother of one of the and half-breed arrive at at surveyors j don't think you'll come Constable man as you It's too bad too Pooi McNab wanted to be honest with you and tell i Isadore's canoe was out of sight when Blaise and the fretting dog I stood beside the loaded Near them talked with Nab of the message leaving for the steel in the Then the stockade gate opened and Red and Thistle walked slowly toward the McNab turned his head winking hard at the sudden moisture in his a said a lovely I've worked with him for five and he's a every inch of that feet a If you'd only wait for help only Finlay smiled and shook his Walking slowly Red and Thistle She was laughing laughing up at him through misty like thought They stopped near the canoe and Red had her two She flung back her red-gold head and gazed hungrily into his face while he they heard him the clouds out of those blue I want to see you smile again before I Show your Laugh just once more for She caught her breath as she smiled up at oblivious of them then flung her arms about his can't let you she never come They'll never let you come back to The others turned away as she clung to until the post buildings faded from the sight of those in the a flutter of white in the clearing marked where a girl waved her CHAPTER XIV Two days later the canoe had passed through Lake Olga of the chain of large lakes and was on the Quiet Water below the camp on the the lop-stick spruce David told us to look announced David say dat chain of lake lie a mile of said portage to de lake and pass round de Indian on de den follow outlet of las' lake to In the morning they started packing the canoe and provisions through the tamarack and spotted with to David's chain of Blazing a trail as he Blaise had reached the first lake with a and was returning to pack the canoe through with Finlay when he met the sweating Red bowed under three bags of Red went on and shortly saw water shimmering through the He was close to the shore when he heard a movement ahead of him In hardwood he and kept Then dry twigs snapped in front of He lifted his head and Taking deliberate aim with his rifle stood an Malone pivoted on his With a twist of his head and lift of his shoulders he dropped his as the Indian There was a thud as the bullet struck the rolling top With a lunge Red was buried deep in a clump of small The windless forest vibrated with Indian who had fired on him could not be far but the brush was so thick he could see So Red decided to stalk With his heavy pistol in his teeth he hunched foot by foot on his elbows until his range of vision had increased to twenty Around him lances of sunlight thrust through the treetops splashing the underbrush with Still the bush was as soundless as a Then a squirrel chattered from somewhere In front and Red there you He wormed along in the direction of the Then he stiffened sud-denly where he Back in the forest rose the guttural of the northern Red's eyes snapped as he nodded his Shortly the croaking was followed by a dismal say your chuckled a cara-jou hunting That was no That was Blaise's Again Red his way through young fir and But he saw Once more the of the raven startled tho forest much nearer now and followed by a metallic But Red could not He was too close to deceive Indian growing They don't like that old raven moving in on their He's got them If f could only get a I'd start n But Red's INSTALLMENT FOURTEEN to Murder Is It Is that rich for has made a cold strike and aims to keep prospectors On the way to the Hudson's Bay post they visit Isa-dore In his palatial and meet I lancing the found no I from deep in the forest drifted the familiar yelp of the aire-dale on a rabbit Flame and Sweat burst from Red's They be There was a sudden movement In the Red lifted his head to catch the fluttering of young fir tops as a dark shape moved the Two rifles crashed back in Twigs flew from the saplings where Malone had But he was already yards away under new That will stop he three of at but they're When Flame shows up be a Again the of the raven bludgeoned the Nearer For a space the stillness beat painfully on Malone's eardrums as he lay nursing his in the soundless forest lifted a scream that was cut off short as if steel jaws had clamped on a Red heard a movement in the brush saw a disappearing He fired There was the of a the savage challenge of then the muffled snarls of a dog closing with his Tightened cries mingling with Garry's Let him up Let Malone thrashed back into the bush to find Finlay holding the mad- can't let you away from a young Indian sprawled on the all They didn't hit cried had this boy down when I reached Nursing his bitten the young lifted frightened eyes to the giant who glared down at all soothed won't hurt demanded didn't get a clean shot but 1 was afraid you'd walk into so fired anyway to warn How many were one and two 1 replied lashing Flame to a tree and starting to examine the shaking boy who watched him with the eyes of a are called was that Red found Blaise beside a limp shape In the Brassard was studying the face from which glazed eyes stared at the sunlit tree We see heem at de at head of drink no more of Tete-Blanche's What was that Brassard opened and closed bis steel fingers in a significant fallar run Into de old slits of eyes in his granite face raven squeeze him wid his it wasn't Batoche or Garry bandaged the boy's lacerated arm while Blaise assured him in Cree that he was Slowly recovering from his terror the fifteen year old lad told Brassard his story In He had been forced by his older brothers to join the party had sent to block the Quiet They had decided that it was a bank beaver they had heard the night they fired on the Peterboro but Isadore had returned from Matagami the day before and had doubled the night guard on the Joe and the two men lying there In the scrub bad packed the canoe to the lake that morning to bunt When they saw freshly cut birch on the they had landed and found Brassard's bags and foot- j So they had decided to am- j his an appeal from Is It develops that they are Mounted Police The party visits Hudson's Bay Red falls in love with McNab's bush the next man over the had no They had j brought him to help carry the meat i and the He had nothing J against these white men and wanted i to run But his companions J had threatened to shoot him If he didn't When the firing began he had started to run but the dog had pulled him him If he believes we've sickened the children with the evil eye as suggested j The boy's black eyes glanced at 1 his carefully bandaged then j lifted to the faces of white men and his keen face lighted in a he said to j white man saved me from his dog and bound my He would not sicken j the Joe applauded are j brains under that mop of Tell he's going with us but until we're sure he won't run we'll have to tie him This kid is going to be be very he let's get the canoe and the rest of our stuff across this But the boy had not finished his As he talked the furrows cut deep into Blaise's He made a clicking sound with his tongue as he gravely shook his does he demanded was big fight at de Chief kech and wid whiskey for Michel and two was Der is moch trou-bP for Chief said was a good you're rolling up the score against continued make big medicine de August moon is we'll be let's get Through the following night three silent men pushed the Peterboro up Waswanipi bound for their rendezvous with Chief whose invincible optimism tolerated no thought of was deep in dreams of a red-gold head and a pair of laughing eyes back at But as their maple blades put mile after mile of the sleeping lake behind in the harassed brains of Finlay and Blaise there was small i hope of winning out as only through some miracle of chance could they j hope to checkmate the red hunters j inflamed by Tete-Blanche's whiskey and Joe had told them that most of the young men had left the fishing camps and joined i crusade to save the Only a handful of relatives and friends had rallied around the And Finlay that if he should manage to hang on until the arrival of the police he would be no nearer his He I had come to find the men ble for the disappearance of Bob Finlay and the He had found j them but he still had no legal proof of their And with the out of could he i hope to arrest and hold Isadore and even for breach of the Indian whiskey They'd laugh at wipe out his party and as McNab into the muskeg of the Bitter In his message to headquarters he had asked for a police plane by September first to carry his prisoners That plane would arrive too Sergeant Garrett Finlay and ble Malone would then be beyond need of And What would j happen to the girl he had promised to see safe at Matagami who had stormed into his heart that day on He choked back a groan j as he thought of the love that had come so strangely into his What j would become or They slept all day hidden in the timber of the point where was to meet That night a canoe slid into the Finlay took the old man's bony have lost your 1 am Garry son and my people have left The heart of is Now his knife is sharp like an eagle's His gun is must cat let us over our pipes beside the fire which is hidden from the As they ate and his father gave to Blaise in their native tongue the story of their finding Tete-Blanchc and at a camp and of the fight that was drunk and would not listen dey tell dem was a false shaman and work for De ole chief start for wid his shoot Michel and was vcr bad was too man for and his to fight and dey itO BE |