Republican news item. [volume] (Laport, Pa.) 1896-19??, 1902-02-13

| teen to the strangers lips, and rubbed
him vigorously, but it was half an
| hour before he could get him up the
path All the while, in his over
brought fancy, he heard the cry of the
mother-wolf fer food, and once he was
sure that pair OF luminous eyes were
watching them from the dusk.
ITS no use," said the man at last.
81 can't make it," and he sank Imply
| On the bank.
| Langfield took off his coat and rolled
| 1t into pillow, then started below
| again. In the outfit there would be
| matches, and blankets enough for the
| night.
Just as he reached them a long,
whining howl broke the stiffness. An
other followed, and another. They
were tracking along the trail.
To the man, straining every sinew
under his heavy load, it meant but one
thing. Mechanically he held to his
burden and stumbled on. His head
swan dizzily, and the brush about him
seemed to swarm with uncertain
shapes. With a superhuman effort he
ledge of rock and drew himself up be-
hind them.
The sick man lay where he had left
him, but creeping toward him on the
bank was 1.-THE, gray shadow. 1t was
less than dozen feet away. Langfeld
drew his revolver; then, by the sud
splt of fire, he saw what he had done.
"Shivers!" he cried. There was
glad whine of recognition, as the dog
tried to drag himself toward him.
Langfeld was kneelng beside him in
moment. "Shivers, old friend" he
said, and somewhere on his Journey
to the dog STAR Shivers heard. His
stump of tail wagged an answer, and
in his glazing eyes t.-ere was look of
perfect trust.
The night wore on. Slowly the gray
skirts of dawn swept across the eastern
sky.
Langfeld still sat with the dog in his
arms The prospector could not see
his face, but the slight, dropping
shoulders seemed familiar. The pain
was growing unbearable, and he
groaned
Langfield started. Yes, yes" he
answered absently. I'D forgotten"
He put the dog gently from him and
stood up. The morning light was
flooding everything, and it fell upon
the two men as they looked into each
others eyes. Langfeld drew in his
breath with sudden sharpness. The
other muttered an oath and leaned
weakly back against the bank.
Tom Perry" calculated Langfield
taking step toward him. "You!"
The man nodded.
The lines on Langfield's face were
tense and drawn, and he steadied him
self with an effort Well" he saia at
last, it's three miles to the camp, and
we'd better be moving"
There were few drops in his can
teen. He offered them to his compan-
ion, converted himself into prop for
the wounded side, and the slow, pain
full journey down the trail began.
Neither o. them talked much. The
mist hung midway on the mountain,
and when they emerged from it, the
company's quarters lay on the ledge
below. Already the camp was astir.
The two men upon the path paused
exhausted. Langfeld eased the sick
man down and threw himself beside
him. He had not eaten since the day
before, and was weak and giddy. The
solitude was oppressive. Blue-faced
glaciers smiled mockingly out of the
ravines, raven croaked from the al
ders, and the memory of Dolly seemed
lowering in the light. For the first
time Perry's helplessness tempted
him. Why should this man have every
thing which he had been denied? He
felt again the dumb, pleading eyes of
Shivers. Shivers had loved him. he
had never known that his master was
plain and red-headed, and Shivers-
was dead
Langfieid mechanically slipped his
hand to the sheath in his belt, stole a
sideways glance at his companion and
saw that his eyes were clog ii. He
drew out the knife and held it behind
him. His breath came in short, con-
vulsive gasps.
Just then Perry gave a stifled moan.
The sound brought Langfeld to his
senses. What was this he had in
tended to do? A fit of trembling
seized him. He rose to his feet, though
he reeled as he did so There was q
swift movement of his right arm, and
something glanced in the light and fell
far below them in the brush.
mo one needs me-" he thought, land
Tom"
Come" he said aloud, I'VE must get
you down for-your wife's sake
The man did not reply at first When
he did his voice was a trifie husky.
81 have none,' he said.
Langfielu stared at him. Why