Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 167, Indianapolis, Marion County, 26 November 1923 — Page 8

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BEGIN HERE TODAY Hubert Stane. dihcargtd convict, saves the life of Heien Yardely as htr canoe travels toward a dangerous waterfall Helen is the niece of o governor of the Hudson Bay Company. The governor and Helen are visiting at a northern post of the company. Gerald Ainley .one-time friend of Stane. is in love with Helen. While walking the trail to return Helen to her uncles camp. Stane is injured in a fall. Helen decides to stay and care for him G-erald goes in search of the missing girl. He meets a half-breed who says he has se;n Helen and Stane. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY ER face flushed as she recogized it, and a little look of re__j sentment came in her eyes. Then she gave a hard little laugh at herself, and going outside once more, presently returned with water and with a couple of handkerchiefs taken from the sick man's pack. She poured a few drops between his lips, and then after laving his face, she laid one of the wet handkerchiefs on his brow, renewing it, from time to time, in A-der to cool his head. After a little time the babble ceased, the restlessness passed away, and his eyes closed in natural slumber. Seated on the ground, she till watched him, her face the index of troublesome thoughts; but after a little, she began to nod, her chin Iropped to her chest, and she fell ifuo a profound sleep. “Miss Yardely! Miss Yardely!” Stane's voice awakened her two

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ONE OF THE MEN WAS AIN LEY. THE OTHER WAS THE INDIAN, JOE. hours and a half later. She looked round in some bewilderment, and as her eyes saw his tired, white face, she started up. She stretched a hand and took his. The palm wea moist. “Ah.” she said. “You feei weak no doubt, but the fever has left you. I wiir go and attend to the fire and prepare breakfast ” CHAPTER X A Canoe Comes and Goes Lying on his back, his head pillowed on a rolled-up blanket, Hubert Stane became aware that the sound of the girl’s movements had ceased. He wondered where she had gone to. for it seemed clear to him that she had

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[ left the camp, and as the time passed any sound indicating her presence he began to feel alarmed. She was unused to the woods, it would be easy for her to lose herself and if she did— Before the thought was completed he heard the sound of a snapping stick, and knew that she had returned. He smiled with relief and waited for her appearance, but a few minutes passed before she entered tty£ tent, bearing in her hand a tin cup. He looked at her inquiringly. “What have you there. Miss Yardely?” "Balsam,” was the reply, “for the cut upon your head. It is rather a bad one, and balsam is good for healing.” Deftly, with gentle fingers, the girl applied the balsam and then bound the wound with a strip of linen torn from a handkerchief. When the opc-r- - ation was finished, still kneeling beside him, she leaned back on her heels to survey the result. “It looks quite professional,” she said: "there isn’t an Indian girl in the Nor'h could have done it better.” “There isn’t one who could have done it half as well,” he answered with a laugh. “Are you sure?” she asked quickly. “How about Miskodeed?" “Miskodeed?” he looked at her wonderingly. “Yes, that beautiful Indian girl I saw you talking with up at Ft. Mal- ' sun.” Stane laughed easily. “I know nothing whatever about her capacity as a healer," he said “I have only spoken to her on tw'o occasions, and on neither of them did we discuss wounds or the healing of them.” “Tfrwi ” she began, and broke off in sudden confusion. “Yes?” he asked inquiringly. “You were about to say—what?" “I was about to say the girl was | a comparative stranger to you!” “Quite correct.” he replied “Though she proved herself a friend i on the night I was kidnaped, for I saw her running through the bushes toward my tent, and she cried out to warn me. just as I was struck.” Helen left the tent immediately, and as he lay there thinking over the conversation. Stane caught the sound of her voice. She was singing. He gave a little smile at her sudden gaiety. Then he fell to thinking over the situation. They would be tied down where they were for some wee'ks, and if care was not exercised the problem of food would grow acute. His thought was interrupted by her appearance at tiie tent door. She held in her hand a fishing line that he had purchased at the Post and a packet of hooks. “I go a-flshing.” she cried gaily. “Wish me luck?" “Good hunting!” he laughed back. “I hope there is fish in the stream.” “Herds! Flocks! Coveys! Schools! What you like. I saw them when I was hunting for the balsam.” “Can you shoot?” he Inquired. “I have killed driven grouse in Scotland.” she answered with a smile. “But I suppose ammunition Is valuable up here, and I’m going to try the poacher’s way.” “Yes. Snares! There is a roll of copper wire In your pack. I’ve watched a warrener at home making rabbit snares, and as there’s no particular mystery about the art, and those birds are so unsophisticated. T shall he sure to get some. You see If I don’t. But first I must build my bouse.” 3he turned away, and after perhaps half an hour he caught the sound of an ax at work in the wood a little wa/ from the tent. The sound reached him intermittently for some time, and then ceased, and after a few minuted there came a further sound of burdened steps, followed by that of poles tossed on the ground close to the tent. Then the girl looked in on him. She was radiantly beautiful and strong, he thought to himself, a fit mate for any man who lover* strength and beauty in a woman, rather than prettiness and softness, and his admiration found sudden vent in words. “Miss Yardely, you are wonderful!”

The color in her face deepened suddenly, and there was a quick brightening in her gray eyes. She turned and walked abruptly away. In her eyes as she went was a joyous light, and her heart was gay. As she swung the ax upon her shoulder and moved toward the trees she broke Into song. For a long time he lay there listening to the sound of her movements, which told him when she was near and when further away, and presently he heard her fixing the leanto of her improvised hut. She worked steadily, sometimes singing to herself, but she did not enter the tent again; 1 until noon, when she came In to inquire if he were comfortable and to say that a meal would be ready shortly. _ "How does the hut go?” he asked. “Oh, finely!” she cried with enthusiasm. “The framework is up, though I’ve used all the packropps over the job. I wish I had some nails. I’m sure I could drive them straight.” “I’m sure you could,” he replied, laughingly. “After we have eaten I am going to look for birch-bark to make the covering, but there’s one thing that is worrying me.” “What is that?” he asked. “I am wondering how to fasten the bark together. If I bad stout twine and a packing needle it would be easy, but —” “It is still easy,” he interrupted. "You will have to get the roots of the white spruce and sew with that, as a cobbler sews, using a knife for awl.” After the meal of fish and beans and coffee, she disappeared once more, and later he heard her busy outside again. From the sounds he judged that she had found the bark and the other materials that she needed, and was busy sewing the covering tar her tepee, and presently he heard her fixing It. Half an hour later she stood in the tent doorway, flushed but triumphant.

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“Finished,” she cried, “and Sir Christopher Wren was never more proud than I am.” ”1 should like to see your castle,” laughed Stane. “You shall, sir,” she cried gaily. “You shall. I will lift the canvas of the tent that you may feast your eyes on my handiwork.” A moment later she was busy rolling up the canvas at one side of the tent, and presently he found himself looking out on a very fair imitation of an Indian hunting tepee. He gave the work his ungrudging admiration. She dropped the canvas of the tent, fastened it into its place, and then proceeded to arrange a bed of young spruce boughs for herself. That done to her satisfaction, she prepared the last meal of the day and then in the stillness of the bright Northland evening, she went off toward the lake she had discovered in the morning, with the intention of setting the snare that she had spoken of. The stream which she had followed fell over a small cliff to the shore of the lake and as she reached the head of the fall she became aware of two men beaching a canoe. Instantly she slipped behind a tree. The men had lifted the canoe clear of the water and were now standing upright with their faces to her not twenty-five yards from the place of her concealment. One of the men was Gerald Alnley and the other was the Indian, Joe. •Helen crouched there for quite a long time, then a whimsical smile came on her face, and without a regret she crept quietly away through

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the forest, leaving the two searchers unaware of her presence. When she reached the encampment she looked into the hut and found that Stane was fast asleep. She •smiled to herself, and instead of replenishing the failing fire, carefully extinguished It with earth, that neither the glare nor the smoke of it might reach the two searchers and so lead to the discovery of the camp. (Continued in Our Next Issue)

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