Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1905-01-20


a glimpse of it, and before he could
raise his ride to his shoulder it was
gone.
Wet to the waist, tired out and de-
spairing, he sank down upon a stone
to rest. A dense fog had settled over
the low ground, and Paul felt damp
and chilly. He was stunned and con-
fused, and only half conscious when
there came on his ears the sound OF
splashing feet.
Next he was conscious of large,
dark object coming through the
woods. A large animal was drinking
at the lake. He reused himself in a
moment, raised his gun, brought it to
his shoulder, and without hardly TAX
ing aim, fired.
There was a wild, spasmpdic leap.
a splashing and plunging. He fired
again and again at the struggling
beast. With a snort of agony it made
a few plunges blindly into the thick
ct and fell.
Paul reused himself in a moment
and rushed to it's side, Despair quick
ly gave way to joy, for here was food.
The moose was giant in size, and
would furnish them with food for
days. He cut it's throat with his knife
and then for the first time thought of
his companion. He called aloud, and
fired a shot in the air, but only the
echoes answered him.
HE will get on my trail and follow
me-" thought Paul, and began to skin
the dead moose without feeling in
the least uneasy. Having at last COM
pleted his task, he built a fire. and,
cutting off some of the choicest steaks
began to broii them over it. Paul had
been on short rations long time, and
never steak tasted better.
Paul wrapped himself in his blank
ct and lay down by the fire to warm
himself and dry his clothing. The
night passed in troubled dreams.
When he awoke it was broad day
light.
When it was noon and Pauls COM
panion did not come he began to feel
uneasy. Could it be they were lost?
To become separated he thought
would be fatal to both. He roasted
and packed away all she moose meat
ne could carry, and after another, rest
less night, started out to return to the
spot where he had lat seen his COM
panion.
The lowering skies Iortended anoth-
er storm, and before he had gone five
miles the snow was falling in blind
ing fury, completely pbliterating the
trail. For hours and hours Paul stag
gered on until he CAM upon great,
high wall of stone, "a h barred his
farther progress and partially shelf
cred him from the driving storm.
He spread his blanket above him,
and, finding some dry pine sticks,
kindled a little fire, over which he
his half-frozen fingers. His
suffering throughout that night was in
tense, and it is a wonder that he did
not perish.
But morning came, and, cold and
hungry AMI in despair, he crept away
from the great cliff under shelter of
which he had passed such miser
able night.
He reached a deep ravine in which
was a great deal of dry pine wood,
and he proceeded to make a fire. The
fire blazed and roared and gave out
generous heat. He was soon warmed,
and, wrapping his blanket about him,
slept throughout the day. Night came
and he awoke, and, building another
fire, slept throughout the night.
Next day the sky was clear, and he
started on his wandering, going in the
direction OF the Yukon. He slept that
night in the shelter of rock, and the
next morning started again on his
Journey.
About the middle of the forenoon
he saw a party of men coming toward
lin, and shouted and danced for joy.
He ran to meet them yelling like a
mailman.
At last he came up with them. The
eader was a tall man about his own
lge. He gazed on the being whom
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completely metamorphosed that he
vas unrecognizable, and asked:
''Who are you. and what are your"
Paul started back with an exclama-
ion of horror, and well he might. He
vas face to face with his most bitter
nemy, Theodore Lakeland.
1t is necessary at this point in our
tory that we take leave of Paul for
he time being and return to the brave
irl whom we left fastening to the
angers and wilds of the polar world
or the man she loved.
Laura kept up bravely so long as
he could discern the form of Mrs.
filler on the dock, but when it faded
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