The Red Cloud chief., 1902-09-12

forty years OF age, large, strong. and
had determined to so to Juneau or
Dawson City to start a laundry.
The We 'scl pushed off, and Mrs. Mil.
Ter stood ON the dock waving her
Handkerchief at the brave girl until
distance mingled her form with the
others, and then burst into tears.
Theodore Lakeland was a deep
sChcmcr, and when he separated from
Laura kcan he had by no mean aban.
dOned hope of winning her.
Wills ON his way to San Francisco
he vas continually saying:
so she is going herself to search
for her lover. Is Paul dcad-rcally
dead? May ii not be only "A mistake
after all? He Is missing, hat is sure,
but the young fellow has more lives
than a cat. | wish to Heaven I knew
that he was" He started. and,
shuddering, began to think how dcgcn.
Grated he had grown.
Then he leaned back in his seat and
closed his eyes. while the great train.
like a flying vulcan, rushed on in the
darkness until the city of Oakland was
reached. He went aboard the ferry,
and was transferred to San Francisco.
and. lcaping into u carriage, was
driven to a certain hotel, where he
secured a Don
1t was nearly daylight by this time,
but Notwithstanding he had slept none
during the night. he summoned a mes
sengcr, wrote IA note. and. sealing IL.
dispatched the boy.
Two hours had passed. and the sun
was shining through the window.
when there came a light tap at his
door. and he opened it.
Before him stood n smooth. shaved
man with hair that was onCc sandy,
but 50 bloached with gray it was a
roam. Ills nose and eyes were promi.
nent. and his face narrow. cheeks red
n stcrlgray eyes twinkled with
something deep and devilish. The
newcomer was Il peculiarly nervous
man who had a strange habit of Gran.
ing his neck and bowling his head like
an eccentric burlcsquo comedian.
After assuring himself he was not
being watched, he closed the door soft
~ and In IA voice hat was softncss II.
self asked:
You sent for me-" and craned his
neck like Il chokcd roOstcr trying to
swallow a murscl too large for It's
throat.
Yes, Capt. ~Fairwcathcr. | want to
talk with you. When Ices another
ship sail for Juneau"
The captain. who was well up in
marine intelligence, said:
There is tho President sails from
Seattle In three weeks. and the 'Occi-
dent leaves here a few days sooner"
will they both arrive about the
same time?"
Yes. the 'OcCidCut' "A little ahead OF
the President AZ she is the fastest
boat"
That is just as | want it. Now,
captain. you secured men for me be.
fore tn do some work in the Klon.
dyke"
Again the captain craned his neck,
choked and bowed. then cautiously
glanced about the room to see If he
was observed before answering:
They got in trouble there"
How do you know"
Morris wrote that Bclcher was shot
and in the hands Of the miners, who
might lynch him. and Capt. Fair
weather placed his hands about his
neck, as if the very thought gave him
pain.
Has he given away anything?'
asked Lakeland, with some little un.
easincss.
NO. He will die before he does
that"
Very well. F~airweathcr. have you
heard of the fate of this young fel.
low who is causing sc much trouble?'
No
The girl says he lives
BAH"
Well, the impression is so strong
that she has determined to set out for
Alaska to find him. and sails in the
President for Seattle"
1t will be a fools journey, | know
iull well: he cant be alive"
We'll, I have made up my mind "a
80 to Alaska myself
ITO he C%untinued.)