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1 M-U. kvioli 94? rVALLEY GEORGE MARSH AUTHOR OF ;•* ^ TOILERS OF THE TRAIL " XHf vyHELPS OF THE WOLF ^ .COPYRIGHT 6y THE PEWH PUSLlSHIHQ CO SYNOPSIS CTXAPTKR I.—With David, half-bi^d lilda, Brant Stcala, of tha American fasnvm of Natural Hlatory. is traval- In northarn Canada. «! nr. « By a straam „„ t dauahtar of CoL Hi lair a JR. Ong-e, factor at Walllna lOTar, play tha violin auparbly. Ha b 11 ®**!* and accepts an tn% vitatlon to make tha post his horns anna A his stay. From St. Oana ha laarn. at the mysterious creature of avtL tha ‘‘WlndiBo," and tha dlaan- paaranea of a canoe and Its craw, with the season’s taka of furs. CHAPTER II —Steele hears tha "Wln- dlfo.* a David and Michel, St. Onge’s head-man. leave for the scene of tha oanoe's disappearance. St. Onga tails •taolc that Lascelles, *tha company's manager at Fort Albany, aeeka his ruin in order to compel Denise to mar ry him to save her father. CHAPTER III.—Hearing her violin playing, Steele realises that Denlae Is aacrHIctirg a brilliant musical career to comfort her father. David and Michel return, but are uncommunicative. CHAPTER IV.—Tete-Bouie. Indian In •t Onge’s employ, la caught listening to Steele’a talk with David and Michel, and roughly handled. Steele learna that LouTa Laflamme, factor at Ogoka, has made appllcattoi| to her father for the hand of Dentae. CHAPTER V.—Pierre, Indian from goka, viaita tha Walling Klver post, stanaibly for gun shells. David and ichal are suspicious of him. CHAPTER VT—Lascelles visits Wall ing River. He jeers at stories of the “Windigo. 1 * To hla coaaternation. Da aiaa tells Steele she |p Loecellee’ nances CHAPTER VU—Steele. David sad Mlahal leave to visit an Olibnay camp, on tha trail of tha ‘'Wlndlgo," and an rauta to Neptgoa. CHAPTER VIII.—Talk with tha Ojlb- »ndrma tha am ‘ py and Tate-1 The ways conrtrin* the suaplolon that Pierre ■Boule hia accom is a epi plica. The Wlndlgo ta heard aad boated, but escapee Michel returns ta Walling River with measagra Mteela. la an effort to bold tba terrined Indi ana. takas tha trail of tba ‘ Wiadlge," without result. CHAPTER IX-Steele and David start for Neptgoa. At Ogeka Ualtainme welcomes the travelers, seemingly iearalag with aarprtae of the Wla- dlg# ' had the tom of at Oaca’a far ceaoe. Stool# meets Rose. LaXnmmo'e mistress, who la latrodaced hy La- damaae so hla ate tor CHAPTER X.—Rosa comae ta Stasia to hla cabin to urge him to tabs bar away fPoai LaSartme The totter ap- poara aad Is overpowered and hound by David, who woold have hilled him hat'for Steele The two men emapa. leaving Rose Davfh tails Steals La Somme raaeede the death of David e brother. ard the hmY-breed haa ewora to have hie life Laffamnie e men am- huoh them, hot the voyagers eerape by ranadag the frying Pan rapids, a feat deemed impoomhle Neplfon Steele M CHAPTER XI—Tr aoea east, retaraiag with a bloodhoand with which he hopes to trail the Win- •llgo ' David and Steele go bach to Walling River, where they bed Ueea f liven up as lost, drowned in the Pry ug Pan Steele Is mystified by Denies a cold reception CHAPTER XU—Steele Snde himself utterly nt n lose to account for Deatee'e changed altitude, and with a heavy heart he. with David. Michel, and the bloodhound, leave to hunt the "Win digo.** CHAPTER XIII St Onge Is decoyed from Walling River hy n forgrd letter la hla abeeaco Lafiammc cornea to the poet to urge Dealee to listen to hie null. She repulses him Prenaied. after teuating her with loving Steele, whom be d*. lares would have run away with Hoae, he smashes the girl's beloved violin and eocapoo. CHAPTER XIV—The hunters hear the *^rla41ss*‘. had loose n>e blood hound on Ita track Tha creature kills tba dog and gots away Next day tke bonr sc res me from a trap, and An Ptorra. Ladammea henchman, gro- leeowoly disguised, dead to the enow. The mystery of the ‘Wlndlgo'* Is solved. La flam me bad used It to frighten the Indiane Into deserting 8t. Onga and trdilng with him at (jpoke. CHAPTER XV.—Steele and hla two frienda secure tba promise of the In diana, who. now that they know tbe dreaded *‘Wlndigo“ was an Invention of Laflamme, are eager for vengeance to help them rid the country of the trader, and plana are made. \ CHAPTER XVI.—At Walling Rlvar Denise pines and fades. Her father learns site baa received a communion lion from Rosa Laflamme. placing Steel's In a bad light, and she believes it. She Inaiats that having given her word, sbe will carry out her promise to marry Lasoelles. Tete-Boule at tempts to ahoot Michel from ambush, ^nd Is kllUd by tha latter that, dear,” she soothed. “I am not worth it.” -* ' He suddenly straightened, and asked: “You will show me that let ter?” H Yes, If you wish It.” Denise took an envelope from her desk and hand ed It to her father, who opened tbe letter and read: «*• “Mademoiselle St. Onge: “You may be Interested to know that the American,. Monsieur Steele, honored us with hla presence on his way home to Nepigon in October. At he was drowned In the Jacktlsh rup- Ids, I am at liberty to say that 1 found him Irresistible and was preparing to accompany hint to the railroad, when Monalenr Laflamme surprised us In his cabin. Rose Bernard.” Rising, the factor faced the girl, the hand holding the letter shaking from hia emotion. "And you believed thiff woman- look her word against hla?** "Wlyr not? He admitted that Lg' flamme surpriaed them,” she answered In a strained voice, avoiding her fa ther’a eyes. "W^ist does It matter now? I have given ray wort.” "Will you teH me • this?” he de- munded "You loved this man when ke left for home In Heptemlier? 1 know, for you were happy.” Her black eyes met his "bravely. “When be toft here I believed In a besullful thing- but that, somehow, has (lied." “If It died.” be answered, “why. when yog thought him dead, did you cry night after night—I heard you In your room; 1 knew from your playing why was tbe shock -the joy, so great when he returned to fight for uar Hhe did not anawar ”1 bettor# yen love him still. In spite of what you aay. He baa loved yen from the first; I could sfe It. He ta aacrtftriag artcb for as -proving his levs for yen every day. aad yet yeu allow this lie nf a low aromas to potoea year wind ” With a gesture ot bopeleosneae. she ruse to leave tbe re»Hn. avoiding hla ejfea. "I do not know if they can save tha post."* raid Nf Onge. “I may have to leave tnb < oiapaay a mined man Rat I tell you this, that the wo-uan who throws away the love of Mon sieur Steele will Iteo to be* haunted by regret " Kite turned a white fare at the tj bent naiae, ho In as' he kicked vidonsly with the toe of his snowohoc nt the bach of the hood ed bond. But nt the movemaot. the lifted foot In It* snowshoe was gripped and held, while the head and shoul ders of the man at. his feet lunged Into his legs, earning him with a cry of surprise backward to the snow. Hampered by the shoes which trapped -and anchored their feet, the two fought; one, desperately for his life: the other, for the ’settlement of old scores-.-aud this shot from the spruce. Bpt the strength and fury of the raw-boned Iroquois soon wore down the man beneath him who ’fran tically strained and twisted to break the grip on his throat. At length, by a supreme effort, the under man reached the knife beneath his back with the hand of a pinioned arm. With a heave the hand was free and the blade turned into the body above him. Bu| in a flash the right hand of the Iroquois shifted from the throat to the menacing wrist. There was a wrench—a groan as the bone snapped, and the knife slipped to the snow. Again, Ilka the fangs of a wolf, the long fingers of Mk-hel clamped on the throat of the man In whose bulging eyes shone the fesr of the death which nefired. "Dis ees for her!" snarled the head man, as he struck with his free, hand the purpled face. “Dees ees for me!" and he struck again. Slowly the bloodshot eyes of the assassin, who had so eonfldently shot from the ambush, filmed; for the last time his mouth gaped wide for tbe air denied him by the vise on his throat—with a quiver he relaxed on the snow. Picking up his rifle and slipping his hands Into the rabbit-skin mittens which hung from his neck hy thongs, Michel I>ent and closely scrutinised the knotted feature of his enemy Satisfied with his work, he rasped; ‘‘Ho'-jo* 1 Tete-Boule! You are poor shot! You rank' no more trouhla een ills valley!’’ and started for camp, lie found his friends at breakfast Tr Silently he accepted the dipper of steaming tea and the heaped plate of fried moose and beans, and began to eat. "Well, what lack, Michel? Are they still leaving?” asked Steele, when hla eyes suddenly focused "n "lb# shoul der of Michel's capote. "Where’d you get that tear?” The face of the Iroquois was wned- eo. "I meet old fried' een de hush Ah bah!" ‘ Curious. Steele rase aad examined hla friend’s shoulder. “Why, there's caked blood here! You have been shot at r he cried -'Take off that coat !** “Wen I feeetob de mouse aad beua." toughed the alete. "Heee gnn shake w'eu he fire”’ Ta hie relief Hteele f»aed that the ki rnc«d the duak Id the Not • mark on him—hla t< and hto eyes Knifing Hke a pike's fib squeexe in your hand! Ambushed!” - “So they got him, too?" nodded La* damme, chin eu 1fteat. Tfs no good, I tell you,” whined Antoine, hla voice vibrant wKh panic. "That makes Mn»—nine who have done out It’ll be our turn next. To night I leave for the Rouge.* 1 the fur The nerve of Lnladune had snapped. Racing desperately Against tbe doe- tng In of a ring of mthtooa Idea, An toine caught and hameanod tbe dogs. At the tvade-beuee door, grub-bag, robee. and the precious pack of black fox were thrown on the doU- Tito whip cracked at the head of tha load* dog. "Marche. Patel” rasped the of Hilda and our sincere many kindness* illneaa and death Mattie Main, o TiMg,' hard jiy«» of the trader, lined Frenchman, and the {earn plunged Into by wrfrry and red from drink, lit with contempt. "You’ve gone like the rapt. Why didn’t you run away with Rose? Want to desert sixty thousand dollars* worth of fur, do you?** The heavy featured of the other filled with blood at tbe taunt. He leaned and struck the table with his fist, overturning the botHesr~ “Soft, am I?” he snarled, “because I leave this hell before they close in and take u»—hang us from the rafters here or cut our throats, you call me *oftf J I tell you we’re done! They caught IMerre and ihe whole valley’ji after u». They’re out there now, wait ing." He pointed a shaking Anger to ward the forest. “It may be tonight— they come.” Ruined by tbe mystery—the menace of the Inscrutable forest from which no man returned, which for weeks had ringed the post, sapping the nerve of their collars at a gallop. Then the voice of a dog-driver out an the lake trail drifted back through the thick night. ?There go the last of the rats!" mut tered Laflamme. "Now the ship can sink.” And they lashed the swift, six-dog teem out to the lake ice, and through the gloom that masked the Rouge river trait „ - (CONTINUED(NEXT WEEK.) Effective But Simple Dishes Now In Vogue tm during Her QHAttw ^ •- r Neticc of Please take notice all Confedeerate Veterans and widows pf Confederate Veterans of Barnwell County will a»~ seble at the office of the Judge of Probate, on Monday, January HHft, 1927, for the purpose of re-organis ing gad electing officers of the Barn- well County Pension Board, and to at tend to any other business in co nection with the Pension of Confed erate Veterans and Widows of Barn well County. L. F. HAIR, Chairnura) Confederate Veteran Board, for Barnwell County. John K. SnelHng, Clerk, - Barnwell County Pension Board. (CONTINUEDYROM LAST WEEK) Robbed of the Joy and solace of her beloved violin; too restless to read, Denise St. Onge sat one evening with her father, her head resting on the back of her chair, her eyes closed. For a half hour tbe factor had brood ed over fils future, oblivious of her presence. Then, suddenly aware of her silence, he glanced curiously at the girPg averted face. \ From the dosed eyee tears traced their way down her cheeks while the sensitive mouth quivered 'with the misery of her thoughts. "Denise! * You poor child !**’ "You must not mind foolish tekrs." she sdP. “I miss my violin so." He shook hie head at the subter fuge, then voiced the course of his thoughts. i*Sf only they win at Ogoke and rid the country of that scoundrel, this wRl be a strong post. He will Ret dure to jckm It—I will defy him to. Steal*has told them In Montreal." * “Yea, hut what of me?” the fereaaed. **1 have given him my prom ise.” The face of 8t. Onge flashed with pa«teu. “The day you married that ihoot him aad then my- to the factor aad Bitflag eu the aim ot Mb chair, stroked Me Ml.lrt that, set as she said: “You forget that 1 hme gives Monsieur l.a«<-fUe« my proiulM." • ••#••• It was a “poadre day" at Ogoke. In the gray dawn a tall figure had left the scrub of tbe shore, miles lie- low sad out of sight of tbe poet, ta examiae the trail on (lie lake Ire. which led smith to the Rouge aad tlif Jackflsh. Michel had smiled with satisfaction to And that a sled had passed since the fall of snow two Bights before. Ills mystery which ringed the doomed post, as the forest rings a clearing, was doing its work. Unnerved Ly tbe fate of those who had gope downriver and Into the hunt ing country, never to return, the peo ple were slipping away from Ogoke In the night as from a spot plague- ridden. The day of Laflamme was nearing its sunset. There could be few left, now, to drink his whlaky. He was finished. Tbe moment for walk ing In on the trader and Big Antoine was at hand. . As be backtracked to the camp, the hold features of the Iroquois, in his fur hood, lit with Joy as he gloated over the victory they had won—won with the toil and styeat of two months’ ceaseless effort. He smacked his lips at the thought of meeting Laflamme— the man who had murdered in cold blood—planned the ruin of Walling River—who had dared insult Denise. It would be a sweet moment, that, when he looked Irtto the faces of the pair of cutthroats, Laflamme and Big Antoine. He swung along over his backtracks, hla suowshoes' raising the powdery snow like dust engrossed In plans for tiia future. As he entered some tim ber, thick with young growth, a rifle flashed on his flank! The man in the trail took a step forward—swayed, as bit gun slipped from his hands—then lunged headlong to the snow and lay motionless. For a space, in tl^ windless inorn- lag, the forsst was without sound. Then a chickadee called, and curious, salted down Jo inject the still shape in the trail.. Presently a moose-bird croaked.* Agate alienee shut In. After to interval there wai a In the thicket of young spruce. Branches were parted, to 1 make way for a swart .teat from which sinister eyas gloated m the stricken thing In the Gan thrust . toft the ftBl Suddenly the Speeher Faced the Poor, Ll atoning. -What’. That to Hie people until they fled la the Bight, Itottamae eat. numb with deepelr. Xiowly the whisky from the overturned bottle drliteed to the floor. Then He aakd: "That tale Tete-Boule brought ballet had grated the ehoqlder blade I from «h*wa-rtver wae true. The mea of hla friend, barely break lag the anl *• ‘Ke Jarhfleh to atop him lied." Aaiolae nodded "Steele got through and raroe bock on the allow” routlaued Ihe trader “The police are not la this. They'd come straight here.” "Thla Steele caught Pierre hlmaoif.” added the other. 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Attorneys at I »w BsrnwslLS.0. s concealed f.w- dropped as If killed | lw,rr * <1 hnw ,h * m look the trail. The whole valley was •Hire—until be get tbe Windigo." Mud dvaly the speaker faced tbe door, Ito- toaiag. Whet’s that?” or mortally hart. Sprawled on hto face, s knee drawn up to give pur c’ ase for a Inage. he had waited for tbe man In autbuali to approach within reach. Had there been two. It woald have been a knife fight, with the odds heavily against the men com pci led te start from the soft snow. "Good old Michel!” applauded Steele, as the Iroquois finished. "They can’t beat you! He was scared when he fired. Had you ever seen this Indian before?". ... Michel's Mack eyes snapped tta- tallxingl.r, as he played on hla chiefs curiosity. ‘Wal, he look ink’ man I see one tarn." ‘Traded once st Walling River, yon mean?” ”Ah-huh! he come to de post.” “When?" "He whs dere die summer. He got leg Isk’ bow ov snowshoe. Hees eye look lak’ (to mink. He—” "You menu—|(oo(l Lord! It wasn’t Tete-Boule?*'cried the surprised Amer ican. “Ah bah!” admitted the head-man, blowing a cloud of smoke from his mouth. ‘‘Ket was Tete-Boule. I flak Charlotte be happy squaw, now.” “He found your trail leading to the lake and took a chance you would backtrack—which you did." Delight edly Steele shook the hand of the In dian until the sore shoulder pro- tested. “Tomoirow night we go to de pos’.” “Yes,” agreed Steele, his eyes re flecting the Joy of victory, hard woo. “Send one of the boys for David at once.” CHAPTER XVII Behind the slab counter la the trade- room at Ogoke a man sat at a table. On the table stood a glass and two bottles—one empty. For boon the man had not moved, except to All and drain the gteao. Altboagh It wae barely three o'clock, candle leAt dimly lit the room, for the died te cloud banks and the light had failed early, ta the air outside there was mow aad the night would he thick. > \ The yelping of dogs aroused the from his Mtter ot the room opraod end u As the two watched the door ap prehensively, It opened to admit a half-breed with drtek-aodden face. “What you eat tonight, m’eleu?** The dull eyes of tbe cook shifted ua easily from Antoine to lUs chief. “You here still. Philippe?” sneered Laflamme. T thought you and Jean would hit the Rouge river trail when It got dark. All the rats have l$ft," ‘They’ll bang on while tbe whisky lasts,” muttered Antoine. Yoa find Tete-Boule?" The’ hoe of the cook, mottled-gray In the half light, turned to the man who had gone out that morning on the trail over which none had returned. “He found him—with his tongue out.” .Laflamme laughed bitterly. "You'd make a pretty picture, Phil ippe, hanging from that hook, with your throat cut. You'd bleed- straight Scotch; you’ve lived on It for months.'* The stark terror In the eyes of the half-breed seemed to appease hla chief, who went on: "We’ll have bacon and potatoes—If they give us time to eat them. Bring that jug.” The Jug was placed on the table be tween the two men, and the cook, mut tering Incoherently, shuffled to the door. Two left, out of the lot; and they stay for the whisky!" commented La flamme, Ailing a glass and shoving the jug across the table. "My friend, PH give you .a toast,’’ he added, as the nerve-shattered. Antoine gulped down his drink. 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