The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-09-20
SECTION THREE.



He could hear the chief and the witch doctor talk
ing high, and in a far corner some hungry child
whmpering to sleep. squirming on his side he care
ment. He hsteaned TO the breathing 1t was a 1vO-
mans breathing, he would chance it. pressed
against her side sotty but firmly and felt her
the contact. Again he waited till questioning hand
slipped down upon his head and paused among the
curls The next instant the hand turned his face gent
~ upward, and ne was gazing into Spsu's eyes.
casually she threw elbow wen over on the skin
bale rested her body upon it, and arranged her para
In this way he completely concealed Then and
that he could breathe between her arm and brsast
and when she lowered her head her pressed light
~ against his lips.
When the time suits go thou he whispered "out
OF the lodge and the snow. down the wind
bunch of jack pines in the of the creek. There
wilt thou find my dogs and my sled, packed for the
we go fast lay thou hands upon what dogs come
nigh thee by the scruh of the drag them to
the sled in the curve Of the greek
tened with gladness. and she proud that this man
had shown toward her such favor. But she like the
cuIne and when Hitchcock repeated :cfo," NE ala ID
with authority, and though she made no answer ne
And never mind harness FOR the dogs" he added
The DAY chaseth the night away, nor does ii lnger
Half hour later, stamping his feet and swinging
his arms by the sled ne saw her coming a surIy dog
in either hand. At the approach Of these his own
animals waxed truculent. and he favored them with
the butt Of his whip tin they quoted. he had an-
preached the camp up the wind, and sound the
Put them into the sled" ne ordered when she had
got the harness on the two dogs. Il my leaders
But when she had done this the displaced animals
pitched upon the aliens. Though Hitchcock plunged
among them with dubbed rife riot Of sound up
and across the sleeping camp.
Now we shall have dogs and in plenty" he
markekd grimy, slipping an axe from the sled lash
ngs- DO thou harness whichever I fling thee and
between whites protect the team
He stepped a space in advance and waited between
night with their jangle and he watched their
the dim white expanse of snow. II was forernner
ion singing direction to its brothers Hitchcock stood
grpped forelegs mid-career and sent it whirinc
earthward. Then he struck it welI-judged blow be
meath the and flung il to Spsu. And while
clapped the harness he with his held the pas
sage between the trees till shaggy flood of white
Ieeln ana gistehns eyes surged ana crested Just be
yOnd reach. Sipsu worked rapidly. When she had
finished he Ieaped forward, seized and stunned
and flung This he repeated thrice again.
and when the sled team stood suaring in string OF
But this instant a young buck. the forerunner Of
the tribe and swift of limb. wadng through the dogs
butt Of HitchcocSs rifle drove him to his knees,
whence he topped over sideways The witch doctor,
running Justify the blow fall
Hitchcock called to Sipsu to pull out At her shri
'Chronk!' the maddened brutes shot straight ahead
and the sled bounding nightly, just missed unseatng
her. The powers evidently angry with the witch
doctor for at this moment they plunged him upon the
trail The lead dog found his snowshOes and tripped
him and the nine succeeding dogs trOd him under
loot and the SLED bumped over him. But ne was quel1
TO his feet, and the night might have turned Off
ferenty had not Sipsu struck backward with the long
u9s WHIP ana sihIteh nm DIlhdlng ploW across lhe
eyes. Hitchcock, hurryng to Overtake her. cOllided
the trail Thus it was. when the primitive theologian
back to the chiefs lodge. that his wisdom
increased in far concerns the efficiency Of the
white mans fist. So. when he grated then and there
in the council, he was wroth against all white men.
Tumble out, you loafers. Tumble out. Grubn be
ready before YOU get into your foOtgear.'
Dave Wertz threw off the bearskin, sat up and
yawned.
Halves stretched, discovered a lame muscle in his
and rubbed it sleepily- Wonder where Hitch
cock bunked last night? he queried reaching for his
mOccasins. They stiff and he walked gingerly in
his socks to the fire to thaw them out It's bless
ing he's gone he added though he a mighty
good worker"
Yep. Too masterfuI That was his trouble Too
bad for SpsU- Think ne cared for her much?'
Don't think Just principle That's ALL He
thought il wasn't Tghta-nd OF course, il Wasut-but
that for to interfere and hustled
over the divide before our time"
Principle is principle, and it's good in it's place.
but it's best left 10 home when TO Alaska Eh
Wertz had joined his mate, and both working
pliability into their frozen moccasns Think we
ought to have taken a hand2"
SiCmund shook his head. He busy. A
scud of chocolate foam rising in the coffee
pot and the bacon needed turning. Also he
thinking about the girl laughing eyes like summer
and he humming softly.
His mates chuckled at each other and ceased talk
ing. Though ii past Z, daybreak still three
hours distant. The bOrealis had passed Of
midst Of deep darkness And in this light the forms
of the three were sharply defined. Embroidered
by the silence Sigmund raised his voice and opened
the of the old song
In a year. in a year, when the grapes are ripe
Then the night split with a rafting voIey OF
rifle shots. HAYES sighed made effort TO strghten
with dropping head. Hhe choked a little. and dark
stream flowed from his mouth. And Sigmuud. the
golden haired his throat agurge with the song threw
up his arms and pitched across the fire.
Copyright. 1903.