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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Expositor, 1929-11-01, Page 7f'1 ! 18 �t? Nett. 0tie ua lel at /Keen© »,las. 911 JOAN J. ]E'QTGGAIRI1 • I,Dairrrister, Solncitose (Notary PaabRI; Dna. 2f4etattilo Brock - - Seaforth, O. R. S. HAUS Barrister, Solicitor, Cormveysese r rind Not. + y Public. Solicitor for th o,,+, (adorn h:mak. C,:,, c® i>m rear of tld 79ormaiaaionn r ands, Seefi'orth. Money to 414. LaST Gs MEM' Bile�ic3tars, S¢,llacitorp, Cor vean:M c ra' Clea Noterien 1..�, dlic, Ere. lie ilie Zen I:iuil•'nes appodt!a a' •r (h ears. �IINAIRY Tr (Continued from last week) XII[ ® During the next quarter of an ho David was as silent as the old In.b doetor. He was conscious, of no pa wheun Nepapinas teak ohis ban and bathed his head in the lotion - '•, d `brought. ]before a fresh ba ay ial ' hage was put on, he look at hi �°Lyq self for a moment in the mirror. was the first time he h:+ •i 'seen wound, and he expected to find hina self marked with a dmsfiguring sea To his surprise there was no sign his hurt except a slightly inflame spot above his temple. He stared Nepapinas, and there was no need the question that was in his mind, The old Indian understood, and hi dried-up face cracked and crinkled i a grin. "Bullet hit a piece of ro an' rock, not bullet, hit um head," explained. "Make skull almost b -bend um in - but Nepapina straighten again with fingers, so-so. He shrugged his thin shoulders wit a cackling laugh of pride as he work ed his claw-like fingers to show ho the operation had been done. David shook hands with him in sil ence; then Nepapinas put on th fresh bandage, and after that wen out, chuckling again in his weird wa as though he had played a great jok on the white man whom his wizardl had (snatched out ,of the jaws o death. For some time there had been subdued activity outside. The sing ing of the boatmen had ceased, a lo voice was giving commands, and look ing through the window, David sa that the bateau was slowly swing(ng awaylrom the shore. the turned fro the window to the table and lighte the cigar St. Pierre's wife had give him. In spite of the mental struggle h had made during the presence o Nepapinas, he had failed to get a gr on himself. For a time he had ceas ed to be David Carrigan, the man- hunter. A few days ago his bloo had run to that almost savage thrid of the great game of one against one he game in• which Law sat on one ide of the board and Lawlessness on he other, with the cards • between. It was the great gamble. The cards meant life or death; there was never checkmate -one or the other had e lose. Had some one told him then hat soon he would meet the, broken nd twisted hulk of a man who had no -wit m Black Roger Avdeard, every erve in him would have thrilled in ntieipation of that hour. He re- lized this as he paced back and forth over the .thick rugs of the bateau oor. And 'he knew, even as he truggled to bring them back, that he old thrill and the old desire were one. It was impossible to lie to imiself. St. Pierre, in this moment, fis of more importance to him than oger Audemard. And St. Pierre's wife, Marie -Anne - His eyes fell on the crumpled hand- erchief on the piano keys. Again e was crushing it in the palm of his and, and again the flood of humilia- tion and shame swept over him. He ropped the handkerchief, and the great law of his own life seemed to se up in his face and taunt him. e was clean. That had beer his reatest pride. He hated the man ho was unclean. It was his instinct to kill the man who desecrated an- ther man's home. And here, in the sacredness of St. Pierre's paradise, e found himself at last face to face with that greatest fight of all the ag- es. He faced the door. He threw back is shoulders until they snapped, and e laughed, as if at the thing that ad risen up to point its finger at im. After all, it did not hurt a man go through a bit of fire -if he came ut of it unburned. And deep in his eart ' he knew it was not a sin to 1 ve, even as he loved, if he kept that ve to himself. What he had done M hen arie-Anne stood at the win - ow he could not undo. St. Pierre ould probably have killed him for touching her hair 'with his lips, and he would not have blamed St. Pierre. ut she had not felt that stolen car- ess. No one knew -but himself. And he was happier because of it. It was sort of sacred thing, even though it rought the heat of shame into his ace. He went to the door, opened it, and stood out in the sunshine. It was ood to feel the warmth of the sun in his face again and the sweet air f the open day in his lungs. The a%eau was free of the shore and rifting steadily towards midstream. ateese was at the great birchwood rudder sweep, and to David's surprise e nodded in a friendly way, and his wide mouth broke into a grin. "Ah, it is coming soon, that fight f ours, little coq de bruyere!" he huckled gloatingly. "An' ze fight ill be jus' lak that, m'sieu-you ze 1 ttle fool -hen's rooster, ze partridge, n' 1, Concombre Bateese, ze eagle!" The anticipation in the half.breed's eyes reflected itself for an instant in avid's. He turned back into the cabin, bent over his pack, and found mong his clothes two pairs of box- ing gloves. Ile fondled them with the Loving touch of a brother and comrade, and their velvety smooth- ess was more soothing to his nerves than the cigar .he was smoking. His one passion above a)1 others was box - g, and wherever he went, either on pleasure or adventure, the gloves went th him. In many a cabin and hack of the far hinterland he had taught white men and Indians how to use them, so than he might have the leasure of feeling the thrill of them on his hands. And new here was. oncombre Bateese inviting him on, siting for him to get well! :e went out and dangled the limey -looking mittens under the half JOHN GIRE EYIE, y.S. Zones graduate of Ontario Veterin- College. All diseases of domeati als treated, Calle promptly at- 9ended to and charges moderate. Ve c (nary Dentistry a specialty. 0:;,, co and residence on Goderich Street, one dear east of Dr. Mackay's •• nee, Sea Q©rzfth, A. R. CAMP :ELL,• Y.S.• 'VLd4o&w v,4I.ed"(nlai' Oollege, University of Toronto. All nl!seases of domestic animals treated 6}y the most modern principles. CCs+-lages reasonable. Day or night calls promptly attended to. Office on min Street, Hensall, opposite Town Zan. Phone 116. PJI]EDICAL ° DR. F. J. R. FORSTIER Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat Graduate in Medicine, University of 11 oronto. Late assistant New York Ophthal- tamei and Aural Institute, Moorefield's Eye and Golden Square Throat Hos- annals, London, Eng. At Commercial IE[otel, Seaforth, third Monday in each month, from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m. 5,3 Waterloo Street, South, Stratford. Phone 267, Stratford. Next visit in September. DR. W. C. SPROAT Graduate of Faculty of Medicine, LTrmiversity of Western Ontario, Lon • don. Member of College of 1 Physic- linns and Surgeons of Ontario. Office flan Aberhart's Drug Store, Main St,, teaforth. Phone 90. s DR. R. P. 1. DOUGALL Honor graduate of Faculty of I:;tedicine and Master of Science, Uni- versity of Western Ontario, London. Member of College of Physicians and Surgeons of Ontario. Office 2 doors east of post office. Phone 56, Hensall, a: tario. 3004-tf DR. A. NEWTON-BRADY I: airfield. Graduate Dublin University, Ire- land. 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Ross Graduate of Northwestern Univers- flay, Chicago, I11. Licentiate Royal College of Dental Surgeons, Toronto. Office over Sills' Hardware, Main St., Seaforth. Phone 151. ° DR. F. J. BECEEELY • Graduate Royal College of Dental Surgeons, Toronto. Office over W. R. Smith's Grocery, Main Street, Sea - forth. Phones: Office, 185 W; resi- dence, 185 J. 3055-tf CONSULTING ENGINEER S. W. Archibald, B.A.Sc. (Tor.), O.L:S., Registered Professional En - neer and Land Surveyor. Associate Member Engineering Institute of Can - ads. Office Seaforth, Ontario. AUCTIONEERS THOMAS I: ROWN Licensed auctioneer for the counties of Huron and Perth. Correspondence arrangements for sale dates can be made by calling The Expositor O i.ce, Seaforth. Charges moderate, a n d satisfaction guaranteed. Phone 802. ' OSCAR Ie, LOP? iIIonor Graduate Carey Jones' Na- tional School of Auctioneering, Chi- , eago. Special course taken in azure red Live Stock, Real Estate, Herr- ehandise and Farm Sales. i" .tea i'i keeping with prevailingmarket. Sat- infarction assured. Write or wire, Oscar Klapp, Zurich, Ont. Phew; 13-". 2866-25 111. T. LUJI 1LliLr Licensed auctioneer for the Count of Huron. Sake attended to in all __�en- parts of the eo14'zt1 zavormcarrot perience in P�danitoiba and • Ofarsitateiio- erava• emcee( Teraasel sble. Masao I` o. 176 r 11 'Ender, 'Centralia PA, 1 .] . No. 1. uirdei<o loot at o Ilnn�sm re- aaltor Ofn 00, V �a�or�al111'ha, vreo mptiV"ht- 6rsrcd1. ur en in he n na- It h is r. of d at of 3 n roe h reek s • h e t y e y a w w m d n e f P d 1 breed's nose. Meese laked at them curiously "Mltaines," he nodded. "Does ze lit- tle partridge rooster ke..his claw warm in those in ze winter? They are clumsy, nefsieu. I can make a better mitten of caribou skin," !Putting on oto of the gloves, Dav- id doubled up his r t. "Do you see that, Concombre ,Bateese?" he asked "Wall, I will tell you this, that they are not Mittens I will fight you and your naked fists. Why? Because I do not want to hurt you too badly friend Bateese '1 do not want to break your face all to pieces, which I would surely do if I did not put on these soft mittens. Then, when you have really learned to fight----" The bull neck of Concombre Bat- eese looked as if it were about to +burst. His eyes seemed ready to pop out of their sockets, and suddenly helet out a roar. "'What( -You dare talk lak that to Coneornhre Bateese, w'at is great'et flghtin' man on all T'ree River? You balk lak that to me, Concombre Bateese, who will kill ze bear wit' hees ban's, who pull down ze tree, who-whoe---" The world -flood of his outraged dig- nity eprang to his lips; emotio:x choked him, and/ then, looking sudden- ly over Carrigan's shoulder -he stop- ped. Something in his look made David turn. Three paces behind him stood Marie -Anne, and he knew that from the corner of the cabin she had heard what had passed between them. She was biting her lips, and behind the flash of her eyes he saw laughter. "You must not quarrel, children," she said. "Bateese, you are steering badly." She reached out her hands, and without a word David gave her the gloves. With her palm and fingers she caressed them softly, yet David saw little lines of doubt come into her white forehead. "They are pretty -and soft, M'sieu David. Surely they can not hurt much! Some day when St. Pierre comes, will you teach me haw to use them?" "Always it is 'When St. Pierre comes," he replied. ' ".Shall we be waiting long?" "Two or three days, perhaps a lit. tle longer. Are yop corning with me to the proue, m'sieu?" S'he did not wait for his answer, but went ahead of him, dangling the two ,pair of gloves at her side. David caught a last glimpse of the half- breed's face as he followed M,arie- Anne around the end of the cabin. Ba- teese was making a frightful grimace and shaking his huge fist, but scarce- ly were they out of sight on the nar- row footway that ran between the cabin and the oueer timbers cf the scow when a huge roar of laughter followed them. Bateese had not done laughing when they reached the proue. or bow -nest, a deck fully ten feet in length by eight in width, sheltered above by an awning, and comfortably arranged with chairs, several rugs, a small table and, to David's amaze- ment, a hammock. He had never seen anything like this on the Three Riv- ers, nor had he ever heard of a scow so Large or so Iuxuriously appointed. Over his head, at the tip of a flag- staff attached to the forward end of the cabin, floated the black and white pennant of St. Pierre Boulain. And under this staff was a screened door which undoubtedly opened into the kitchenette which Marie -Anne had told bim about. He made no effort to hide his surprise. But St. Pierre's wife seemed not to notice it. The puckery little lines were still in her forehead, and the laughter had faded out of her eyes. The tiny lines deep- ened as there came another wild roar of laughter from Bateese in the stern. "Is it true that you have given your word to fight Bateese?" she asked. "It is true, 'Marie -Anne. And I feel that Bateese is looking ahead joyously to the occasion." "He is," she affirmed. "Last night he spread the news among all my people. Those who left it to join St. Pierre this morning have taken the news with them, and there is a great deal of excitement and much betting. I am afraid you hanne made a bad promise. No man has offered ' to fight Bateese in three years -not ev- en my great St. Pierre, who says that Concombre is more than a match for him." "And yet they must have a little doubt, as there is betting, and it takes two to make a bet," chuckled :T BEATS ALL ow These Old Ccregy .S �i r Right ft h� 'R JoitEa o `/ 41#'I Balance your partner -dawn the center -Gosh; but don't it feel good to have those old joints working as smooth and easy as those of the champion hurler at the Fair! Funny, too; how Joint -Ease soaks right in and in two minutes goes clear through skirt and flesh way down to the ligaments and bone. It surely does oil 'em up; takes out all the stiffness, lameness, kinks, creaks, soreness and swelling in next to no time, and makes you feel like a young buck again. Joint -Ease is for bad, stiff acting joints whether in foot, ankle, knee, hip, neck, shoulder, elbow, fingers or spine and for that purpose is the fast- est selling remedy in Canada. Made right here -a tube for 60 cents at any drug store, and remember when Joint= se gets in joint agony gets out-••- quiola and seed' thiy� to ielrf ,lya>su E fisdt;' +{lddw� 3•r i3',' Vie P f�Att 1Day;.' The Holt 4b weer clear( . in ;fifer eye?' brelaa� rush of blood to David% face. " 1y [ hadWine. thing to wager!" he: +oane'd. "You ;,,,,rat net knee I shrill for bid it!" "Then Ida4teesaCad: -i1 will steals offs' into the forest aid have it out by ourselves." "He will hurt yeti • . dly, :+e is terrible, like agreat ;roast, when he fights. loves to •Sght and is al- ways Basking if there Is not (some once who will stand lip dim. I[ tt.+ nithe would desert eves( me fora gaud fight. But you, Panic I3avid--" "I also love a s; gilt," he admitted, unashamed. St. "'erre's wile stu •! 'ed him thoughtfully fora moment. "With than?" she asked them, holding up the glovers. "Yes, with these. Bateese may use his fists, but I shall use those, eo that I siren not disfigure him perms- viently. :11's fare is Ilion too hand- " some as it ie. Por another flash her lips trembled on the edge of a sessile. Then she gave shim the gloves, a bit troubled,and nodded to a chair witbi a deep, cushioned seat and wide arms. "Please make yourself comfortable, Wsieu David. 1 have something to do in the cabin and will return in a little while." He wondered if she had gone back to settle the matter with Bateese at once, for it was clear that she did not regard with favor the promised bout between himself and the half- breed. :It was on the spur of a care- less moment that he had promised to fight Bateese, and with little thought that it was likely to be carried out or that it would become a matter of im- portance with all of St. Pierre's brig- ade. He was evidently in for it, he told himself, and as a fighting man it looked as though Coneombre Bateese was at least the equal of his brag- gadocio. He was glad of that. He grinned as he watched the bending backs of St. Pierre's men. So they were betting thirty to one against hien! Even St. Pierre might be in- duced to bet -with him. And if he did -- The hot blood leaped for a moment in Carrigan's veins. The thrill went to the tips of his fingers. He stared out over the river, unseeing, as the possibilities of the thing that had come into his mind made him for a moment oblivious of the world. He possessed one thing against which St. Pierre and St. Pierre's wife would wager a half of all they owned in the world! And if he .should gamble that one thing, which had come to him like an inspiration, and should whip Ba- teese--+- He 'began to pace back and forth over the narrow deck, no longer. watching the rowers or the shore. The thought grew, and his mind was consumed by it. Thus far, from the moment the first shot was fired at him from the' ambush,' lad been playing 'with adventure di •the dark. But fate had at last dealt him a trump' card. That something which he pos- sessed was more precious than furs or gold to St. Pierre and St. Pierre would not refuse the wager when it was offered. He would not dare re- fuse. More than that, he would ac-. cept eagerly, strong in the faith that Bateese would whip him as he had whipped all other fighters who hal come up against him along the Three Rivers. And when Marie -Anne knew what that wager was to be, she, too, would, pray for the gods of chance to be with Concombre Bateese! He did not hear the light footsteps behind him and when he turned sud- denly in his pacing, he found himself facing Marie -Anne, who carried in her hands the little basket he had seen on the cabin table. She seated herself in the hammock and took from the basket a bit of lace work. For a nvoment he watched her fingers flash- ing in and out with he needles. Perhaps his thought went to her. He was almost frightened as he saw her cheeks coloring under the long, dark lashes. He faced the rivermai again, and while he gripped at his own weakness, he tried to count the flashings of their oars. And behind him, the beautiful eyes of St. Pierre's wife were looking at him with a strange glow in their depths. "Do you know," he said, speaking slowly and still looking toward the flashing of the oars, "something tells me that unexpected things are going to happen when St. Pierre returns. I am going to make a bet with him that I can whip Bateese. Ile will not re- fuse. He will accept. And St. Pier- re will lose, because I shall whip Ba- teese. It is then that these unexpect- ed things will begin to happen. And I am wondering -after they do hap- pen -if you will care so very much?" There was a moment of silence. And then, "I don't want you to fight Ba- teese," she said. The needles were working swiftly when he turned toward her again, and a second time the long lashes shadowed what a moment before he might have seen in her eyes. XIII The morning passed like a dream to Carrigan. Ile permitted himself to live and breathe it as one who finds himself for a space in the heart of a golden mirage. He was sitting so near (Marie -Anne that now and then the faint perfume of her came to him like the delicate scent of a flower. It was a breath of crushed violets, sweet as the air he was breathing, violets gathered in the deep enol of the for- est, a whisper of sweetness about her, as if on her bosom she wore al- ways the living flowers. He fancied her gathering them last bloom -time, a year ago, alone, her feet seeking out the damp mosses, her little fingers plucking the smiling and laughing faces of the violet flowere to be trea- sured away in fragrant sachets, as gentle ao ,i.e wood -thrush's mate, compared With the bottled c,'a•oma fif- teen hundred miles .south. It named to be a physical part of het, a thing born of the tem in her cheeks, a B - Must to rmuatvfttive value 414? Corn iyInuO y dectorti--lt°o known go he she Pn e"ve lborUs . Sas why moil ossuawe pti¢eanaslla. 0111195'14'' 44c by having CroonsIi as tt rn St l 4T- yourrla Wuhan. Dee da 41,423. • , Makers of Famous Food Products since Il858 The CANADA STA ('' Ci ff CO. Limited MONTREAL ing exhalation of her soft red lips` and yet only when he was near, very near, did the life of it reach him. She did not know he was thinking these things. There was nothing in his voice, he thought, to betray him. He was sure she was unconscious of the fight he was making. Her eyes smiled and laughed with him, she counted her stitches, herr ringers worked, and she talked to hien as she might have talked to a friend of St. Pierre's. She told him how St. Pier- re had made the barge, the iargest that had ever been on the river, and that he had built it entirely of dry cedar, so that it floated like a feather wherever there was water enough to run a York boat. She told him how St. Pierre had brought the piano down from Edmonton, and how he had saved it from pitching in the river by carrying the full weight of it on his shoulders when they met with an accident in running through a dan- gerous rapids bringing it down. St. Pierre was a very strong man, she said, a note of pride in her voice. And then she added, "Sometimes, when he picks me up in his arms, I feel that he is going to squeeze the life out of me!" Her words were like a sharp thrust into his heart. For an instant they painted a (vision for him, a picture of that slim and adorable creature crushed close in the great arms of St. Pierre, so close that she could not breathe. In that mad moment of his hurt it was almost a living, breath- ing reality for him there on the gol- den fore -deck of the scow. He turn- ed his face toward the far shore, where the wilderness seemed to reach off into eternity. What a glory it was -the green seas of spruce and cedar and balsam, the ridges of pop- lar and birch rising like silvery spume above the darker billows, and afar off, mellowed in the sunmists, the guardian crests of Trout Mountains sentineling the country beyond! In- to that mystery -land on the farther side of the Wabiskaw waterways Carrigan would have loved to set his foot four days ago. It was that my- stery of the unpeopled places that he most desired, their silence, the com- radeship of spaces untrod by the feet of man. And now, what a fool he was! Through vast distances the forests he loved seemed to whisper it to him, and ahead of him the river seemed to look back, nodding over its shoulder, beckoning to him, telling him the word of the forests was true. It streamed on lazily, half a mile wide, as if resting for the splashing and roaring rush it would make a- mong the rocks of the next rapids, and in its indolence it sang the low and everlasting song of deep and ME GHEE 33 LBS. LBS. HCAT ©ES Vii7Ogma i Dint M and garina ft o Many people who are fully aware of the health -giving properties of Krusehen Salts have not yet heard of the wonder- ful effects these Salts have in reducing unhealthy, excess fat. div their gentle action on the liver, kidneys and bowels they urge these organs to throw off the poisonous waste matters, which, if allowed to accumulate, form fatty deposits in the body. Bead how this woman lost fat and gained health :- " 1 have taken Kruschen Salts every day for nearly a year, and 1 have not felt so well for many years. My weight has dropped from 168 lbs. to 1441 lbs. All my acquaintances say how much younger and better 1 look. 1 feel bright and well, whereas before If was always merman and tired." Mrs. B. Try inning Knuschen Salto every morn- ing in a earn of hot water before forealtiteot. Little by little the unhealthy nasannulcationo of fat will slowly but curet disappear. A new feeling of curd disappear. d vitality wall folio r -the i Im array cc your anima talsnae r4 dear lin= of youth. • Irlt slowly passing water. In that song David heard the same whisper, that he was a fool! And the lure of the wilderness shores crept in on him and gripped him as of old. He looked at the rowers in the two York boats, and then his eyes came back to the end of the barge and to St. Pierre's wife. Her little toes were tapping the floor of the deck. She, too, was look- ing out over the wilderness. And a- gain it seemed to him that she was like a bird that wanted to fly. "I should like to go into those hills, she said, without looking at him. "A- way off yonder!" "And I -I should like to go with you." "You love all that, m'sieu? ' she asked. "Yes, madame!" "Why, 'madame,' when I have giv- en you permission to call me 'Marie - Anne^?" she demanded. "Because you call me 'm'sieu.'" "But you -you have net given me permission "Then I do now," he interrupted quickly. "Merci! I have wondered why you did not return the courtesy," she laughed softly. "I do not like the m'sieu. I shall call you 'David'!" She rose out of the hammock sud- denly and dropped her needles and lace work into the little basket. "I have forgotten something. It is for you to eat when it comes dinner -time, m'sieu-I mean David. So I must turn fille de cuisine for a little while. That is what St. Pierre sometimes calls me, because I love to play at cooking. I am going to bake a pie!" The dark -screened door of the kit- chenette closed behind her, and Car- rigan walked out from under the awning, so that the sun beat down upon him. There was no longer a doubt in his mind. He was more than fool. He envied St. Pierre and he coveted that which St. Pierre pos- sessed. And yet, before he would take what did not belong to him, he knew he would put a pistol to his head and blow his life out. He was confident of himself there. Yet he had fallen, and out of the mire into which he had sunk he knew also that he must drag himself, and quickly, or be everlastingly lowered in his own esteem. He stripped himself naked and did not lie to that other and greater thing of life that was in him. He was not only a fool, but a cow- ard. Only a coward would have touched the hair of St. Pierre's wife with his lips; only a coward would have let live the thoughts that burn- ed in his brain. She was St. Pier- re's wife -and he was anxious now for the quick homecoming of the chief of the Boulains. After that every- thing would happen quickly. He thanked God that the inspiration of the wager had come to him. After the fight, after he had won, then once more would he be the old Dave Car- rigan, holding the trump hand in a thrilling game. Loud voices from the York boats ahead and answering cries from 13a- teese in the stern drew him to the open deck. The bateau was close to shore, and the half-breed was working the long stern sweep as if the power of a steam-engine was in his mighty arms, The York boats had shorten- ed their towline and were pulling at right angles within a few yards of a gravelly beach. A few strokes more, and men who were bare to the knees jumped out into shallow water and began tugging at the tow rope with their hands. David looked at his watch. It was ten o'clock. Never in his life had time passed so swiftly as that morning on the forward deck of the barge. And now they were ty- ing up, after a drop of six or eight miles down the river, and he wonder- ed how swiftly St. Pierre was over- taking them with his raft. He was filled with the desire to feel the soft crush of the earth under his feet again, and not waiting for the long platm+k that Bateese was already swinging from the stow to t•,. shore, he made a leap that peat him on the randy tboaeh. St. Pierre's wife had given him this parmistioz, and he looked to see what, effect his act had on the half-breed. The faee of Con- combre Bateese was like sullen stone. Not a sound came from his thick lips but in his eyes was a deep and dan- gerous fire as he looked at Carrigan. There was no need for words. In (chem were suspicion, warning, the deadly threat of what would happen if he did not come back when it was time to return. David nodded. He under- stood. Even though St. Pierre's wife had faith in him: Bateese had not. He passed ;between the men, and to a man their faces turned on hien, and in their quiet and watchful eyes Bre saw again that warning and suspicion the unspoken threat of what would happen if he forgot his promise to Marie -Anne Boulain. Never, in a single outfit, had he seen such splen- did men. They were not a mongrel assortment of the lower country.. Slim, tall ,clean-cut, sinewy - they were stock of the old voyageurs of a hundred years- ago, and all of "thein, were young. The older men had gone to St. Pierre. The reason for this dawned upon Carrigan. Not one of these twelve but could beat hin' in a race through the forest; not one that could not outrun him and cut him off though he had hours the start! (Continued next week) LONDON AND WINGIH[.AWI North. Centralia ......... Exeter .. - .... 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