Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1905-02-03
Copyright. iss7. By RorHrr Borrxrs soxA
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CHAPTER xIII.-(continued.)

information about whaty
"Bout the youth as has slipped an
eccentric and started to take in d
hills last winter"
In moment Ethel was on her feet,
her pretty face all glowing with inter
est and cried.
do you mean Paul-Paul Miller?"
That's the chap whose name | was
firth with"
What OF him-what OF him." ask
ed Clarence, eagerly.
"Well, we don't know; old Glum
thought as how may be you better
come down and interview them mum
mics an see what We can git out o.
EN-"
you say they are at Ralston's
shanty?"
Yes"
why didn't they come here?"
"Well. We see, they're a little off
their feed. Their peddles are bent
an their feet don't track-all from
goin' over d rocks and snow until
d. skins worn off"
Ethel seized her own and her hus-
bands cap, saying
LET us hasten to Glum's shanty."
"As you say, my dear. Come, we
will go at once and learn all we can"
They closed up their house, and,
accompanied by Dick and Gid, hasten
ed away toward the shanty of old
Glum Ralston.
They reached the lower part Of the
camp. which had grown to quite a
blazing in pits. These were fires built
to thaw the ground SO the miners
could dig 1t up and wash 1t.
A small knot Of people we're gath
cred In front Of Glum Ralston's
sbanty, talking in strange whispers,
nodding and gesticulating in a man
ner which indicated that some matter
of great moment was under discus
sion.
Clarence and Ethel passed through
the throng and entered the shanty.
Here a sight met their gaze calculated
to awaken their profoundest SYM
patty. Four dark-skinned young men
whose once robust frames had been
worn away to skeletons were reclin-
ing on piles OF skins, filing their
empty stomachs with food placed be-
fore them.
Where are you from?" Clarence
asked.
From the island of Metlakahtla,"
one answered.
Have you come direct from there?"
mo"
Where have you been?"
1--WE were lost In the woods for
long time and almost persisted from
cold and hunger. We wanted to wait
until spring, but he did not. He had
been detained for so many months
that he would wait no longer. He
said months and years were rolling
over his head since he had seen her
Or written to her."
"Of whom are you speaking?"
"He called himself Crack-lash."
"Paul--Pau. 1t is PAUL" cried |
Ethel. clapping her hands in delight.
Hush. dear; let us be sure" whis-
pered Clarence, then turned to further
the stranger
What kind of young man was
his Crack-lash?"
Like you. only darker; that's ALL"
"Well, how did he reach your
sland?"
Come on an Ice boat?"
'Ice boat?"
"Yes-great mountain of ice. He
vas on ice"
''He surely means an iceberg" said
Clarence, fixing his eyes on Glum
The old man nodded his
read and said
There amt no doubt of 1t. He
means an iceberg
IF he does, then this man he calls
Jrack-lash is none other than Crack
ash Paul"
you're correct. mate Glum Rails
on answered. with nod of his head.
The Indian then took another sip
IT 'wo OF the soup and told how on
he way they had captured one of the
nen who had robbed him. They had
rossed mountain range and were
making their way toward the Yukon,
rhen they were all four drawn on on
moose trail.
On their return they were unable
0 find neither the prisoner Cracklash
or the mysterious captain. who had
ears before been on their island. but
ad been abducted by two of his own
ailors. one of whom they had cap
lred. and Crack.lash recognized him
S one OF the robbers. IL was long
tory. and took long time to tell 1t.
S fate was unknown, but the
ces were he was prisoner or
g in the forest.