Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 174, Indianapolis, Marion County, 4 December 1923 — Page 8

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BEGIN HERE TODAY Hubert Stane. discharged convict, foes to the rescue ol Helen Y artlely when her canoe drifts into dangerous wateis. Stane volunteers to return Helen to the camp near a northern post of the Hudson Bay Company, where she is staying with her uncle, a governor of the company. They start to walk the trail but are forced to flee on a raft from a forest fire. They find a deserted cabin and take possession. Trooper Anderton of the N. W. M. P stops at the cabin on his way to visit a nearby Indian ramp After Anderton leaves, the cabin is attacked by Indians. * NOW GO OX WITH THE STORY SHE flight of arrows, however, continued for a little time, then followed that which Stane had begun to fear. The space of the window suddenly grew plainer, outlined by a glow outside, and the next moment three blazing armfuls of combustible material were heaved in at the window. Stane fired twice during the operation, but whether he hit or not he did not know. One of the burning bundles fell In the bunk, which was soon ablaze, and the cabin began to fill with" smoke. At the same time the besieged became aware of a fierce crackling outside, and the outlook in the snow-covered lake was

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FDR A MOMENT THEY STRUGGLED. Illumined by a growing glow. Stane understood the meaning of the phenomenon at once, and looked at the girl. “They are trying to burn down the cabin.” he said. “I am afraid it is a choice of evils, Miss Yardely. We must either stay here and die of suffocation or Are, or face the music outside.” "Then let us go outside," answered the girl resolutely. "I do not believe they will Injure ycfU. I ttelieve that they have orders to the contrary, but —” “Did Miskodeed tell you so?” “Yes! You are to be taken alive, but I am to die, according to the program as arranged!” “Oh, no! no!” she cried in sudden anguish. "You must ’ not die. You must fight! You must live! live! I do not want you to die!”

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Moved for a moment beyond himself. he stretched a hand toward her. “My dear!” he stammered. "My dear—” “Oh, then, you know that I am that?” she cried. “I have known it for months!” She made a little movement that brought her closer to him, and yielding to the surging impulse in his heart, he threw an arm around her. He stooped and kissed her, and a sob came from her. A little tongue of flame was creeping through the joining cf the logs at one end of the cabin, and the logs where the bunk had been were beginning to crackle and hiss ominously. He left her side for a moment, and returned with her furs. “You must put them on,” he said, “or you will freeze outside.” He himself had slipped on his own furs, and when he had helped her into hers, he took his rifle and nodded toward the pistol which she still held. “You need not us o It—outside,” he said. "Keep It for—for eventualities. You understand?” “I understand," she answered calmly, knowing that In the last resource she was to do what many women of her race had done before her. "I will go first,” he said. “And you must wait a full minute before emerging. I shall try and make for the woods at the back, and If I get clear you shall follow me—you understand?” He slipped down the bar. threw the door open suddenly and plunged outpide. A yell greeted his emergence and he was aware of a small group of men standing a little way from the cabin. As he ran he fired at them from the hip; and turned sharply to the left. The two men appeared suddenly from behind the trees to bar his way. so quickly that he had not time to fire the rifle before one of them grappled with him. The rifle fell from his hand, and for a moment they struggled, then whilst the second man was still running, a shadowy figure slipped from behind a broad 'trunk close to where the two men were locked together, and Stane caught the sudden gleam of a knife as the light from the Are glinted upon It. He was unable to help himself, and, held In his antagonist’s arms, he waited for the Impending stroke. Twice the knife descended, snd his opponent’s grip suddenly slackened and the man slid slowly to the ground The running man had now reached the scene of the struggle. He carried a hatchet In his hand, and he struck first at the unknown one who had killed his companion, and the unknown one went down like a log. Before Stane had recovered from his surprise the ax was raised again. He leaped at the man just as the ax descended. An Intervening bough turned the stroke, twisting the ax so that It caught the side of his head, knocking nim senseless. As he fell to the ground, the Indian raised the ax once more. Before the blow could fall, a rifle cracked In the wood behind him. and the attacker leaped In the air, and pitched forward upon his face.

CHAPTER XVIII A Dead Girl “Ah! Dat better! By gar, but I think it was New Jerusalem for you dis time!" The words penetrated Stane’g consciousness as he opened his eyes, and were followed by others which he obeyed Instinctively. ‘‘Tak’ anoder drink. Zee whisky veej vake you proper.” He gulped from the tin pannikin which was held to his lips, and coughed as the raw. potent spirit burned his throat. Then he sat up and looked at the man who was befriending him. “Who . . . who are you?” he asked weakly. “I am Jean Benard. I come up zee lak’ an’ hear shots an’ I see my cabin blaze like hell. I tink somethin’ ver’ badly wrong an’ I turn to zee woods. Den I se you rush out an’ I hear you shoot as you run. I see dat big man struggle with you. I see him keeled by anoder who go down, aussi, and when zee man with zee ax mak’ for you I begin to shoot. I am in zee wood, an’ zee divijs they do not see me, an’ I pick off un. deux, trois! Dey are dere still, after dey others grow afraid an’ run like caribou with zee wolves at dere heels. It ees fine sport, an’ I shoot as dey run, an’ presently I am left alone. I shovel snow wit’ a snowshoe on my burning cabin, for I love dat petite cabin like a child, an’ den I tink I take a look at you. You not dead, so I po.ur hot whisky In your mouth an’ you return from zee happy huntin’ grounds. Dere you have zee whetfe narrative." “But Helen?” cried Stane, looking round. “Where—” Jean looked at Stane, as if he doubted his sanity and Stane reassured him. “Oh I have not gone mad, Benard. There was a white girl with me In your cabin, Miss Yardely. You must have heard —” “Mees Yardely! She ees here?” cried the trapper in sudden excitement. “She was here!" corrected Stane. “I think she has been carried off. We must follow!" “Oul, I understand, m’sieu. Dla girl she ees mooch to you?” “She is all the world to me.” “Den we go, m’sieu. But first we feed an’ rest zee dogs. We travel queeck, after, vous comprenez? I will a meal make, an’ your head It will recover, den we travel lik’ zee wind.” The trapper made his way into the smoldering hut, and began to busy himself with preparations, whilst Stane looked round again. The darkness, and the figures lying in the snow gave the scene an indescribable air of desolution, and for a moment he stood without moving; then, as something occurred to him, he began to walk toward the place w'here he had been struck down. Three figures lay there huddled grotesquely In the snow, and to one of them he owed his life. Which of them was it? Two of the dead lay with their faces in the snow, but the third was on its back, face upward to the sky. He stood and looked into the face. It was that of the man whom he had grappled, and who had been struck down with the knife that he had expected to strike himself. He looked ax the other two. An ax lay close to

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“What ees it, m’sieu?" he asked aa he reached Stane who knelt there as if turned to stone. “It is a dead girl,” answered Stane, brokenly—‘‘a girl who gave her life for mine.” The trapper bent over the prostrate form, then he also cried out. “Miskodeedi” “Yes! Miakodeed. I did not know it was she! She killed one of them with her knife, and she was slain by the other.” “Whom I keel with the bullet!” For a moment Jean Benard said no more, but when he spoke again there was a choking sound in his voice. "I am glad I keel dat man! eef I has not done so, I follow heem across zee world till It was done.” Something like a sob checked his utterance. “Ah, m'sieu, I love dat girl. I say to myself all zee way from Good Hope dat I weel her marry, an’ I has the price I pay her fader on zee sledge.” He dropped suddenly In the snow, and bent over the face in its frozen beauty, sobbing as only a strong man can. He bent lower and kissed the ice-cold lips, whilst Stane staggered to his feet, and moved away. He began to walk to and fro, instinctively fighting the cold, with all his mind absorbed in Miskodeed’s little tragedy; but presently the thought of Helen came to him, and he walked quickly to where Jean Benard still knelt In the snow. “Jean Benard,” he said quietly, “there is work to do.” Benard rose slowly to his feet, and in the little light reflected from the snow Stane read the grief of the man’s heart in his face. (Continued in Our Next Issue)

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