The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1905-06-23
The K|Ondyke Gold Mystery.
BY JOHN z. MUSlCK,
Author 'of "Mysterious Mr.. Howard "Tks
Dark Stranger,'' "charlie AilendaIe's
Double" Etc.
Copyright. 1897. BY ROBERT BoNNERs Som.
All rights reserved
CHAPTER xIV,-(Continu

CHAPTER xiV.-(continued.)
The fellow set off at lively pace
on his snowshoes and in an hour and
a half was back, saying:
''They be not there"
what dye mean?" asked Kate.
"Gone."
What is gomez"
Camp.
"Where?"
'Dun know" and he shrugged his
shoulders again.
She was nonplussed and in fact
| frightened.
| "Gone." she whispered, half aloud.
| Gone and left me alone with this
| sick man in this wilderness. Gone.
and with that poor child. Why, l
can't hardly believe it, and yet my
| heart has always told me tn rascal
was villain. Oh. Laura, Laura!
where are you now, my poor child
she began to sob. Il promised we Ia
stay by ye through thick an thin,
an I've gone an lied to ye. That ras-
| cal put this poor sick man Off on me,
| an what could 90!
| In her helpless rage she looked
about for some object to vent her
wrath upon, and seeing Horsa Cum
Minis emerging from the small tent
in which he had slept, she rushed at
| him like virago, crying:
| You redheaded thief, where Is yer
master? l say, where is yer master?
| Speak or I'll chuck yer head in the
snow an hold it there till ye
smother"
With look of surprise he said:
"Why. did not know he had gone.'
"He is, and took my little friend
with him.
well, that is strange; that beats
anything | ever. heard! What can he
mean?"
Il don't know, but there is some
mischief in it, and I'll be bound you
are at the bottom O it,"
why, my dear good woman, you
do me a very great injustice began
Cummins with mock humility.
Look here!" she yelled. Don
We come none O. yer monkey-doodle
business around me. for ! won't stand
| it, Rack out an find that gOod-for
nuthin' master O. yours, and tell him
t. bring that girl back or I'll make
| Alaska so hot for you the icebergs
will melt!"
| With this threat Kate turned and
entered the shanty.
| That woman's a regular she tiger!'
growled Cummins, as he walked over
the hill. Once out of her sight he sat
| down in the snow to think the matter
over. Blame me if she amt per-
| feet devil of a woman. The boss has
,, put hard job on me. She knows
had a hand in it. Now the youngster
don't show any signs o dyln' very
fast. l wish he would, but he don't
What am | to do with this tiger cat!
She'll snatch my eyes out II | &c
back"
Meanwhile Kate went into the small
shanty, vowing she would have har
mony or know the reason. Her pa
tient was wide awake, his great, darl
brown eyes on the door. For the frs
time Kate realized that he was
young man and quite handsome.
Were you talking to some one ou
there?" he asked.
"Yes; l was just a-layin' one c
them triflin' critters for not attendin
to his work. | give him piece
my mind and reckon after this he'l
know what's what" Kate declared
Don't your people agree?"
Eyes; all agree with each other, bu
none don't. agree with me. They g
do things without askin' me or cor
sultin' me a bit more'n il l was
, block O. stone, and had no NOR
sense'n a Kansas badger"
Paul, who felt considerably strong
er, raised himself on his elbow an
asked:
What have they done, my goo
friend, without. consulting you?"
/ pulled up stakes an gone! Yes
, gone an not left sled nor dog t
foller 'em with. don't keer so muc
, SO fur as I'm concerned but that poo
child all alone with that man; an
she told me with her own mouth sh
. mistrusted him, and l said I'd stan
: by her, and, like a lunk-head. let 'er
side-track me of here and then h
slopes an takes the pore little thin
with him! Oh, it makes me hot; bu
. I'll have harmony yit; see if don't!
what do you mean, my good We
mani" Paul asked in amazemen
.Who is this man that deceived you?
"That scamp from Fresno Gale
Lackland!"
Lakeland from Fresno!" The ps
tient started up in bed staring at hel
"Who is the poor young thing h
took away-the girl?" asked the ps
tient, seizing her arm in vice-lik
grip.
sLaua Kean."
With a wild shrek he leaped hal
J. dressed from the bed and rushed fror
the shanty.
. CHAPTER XIV.
! The Old Man OF the Mountains.
Long after day had dawned the Ii