The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1905-02-17
oeyTrisht irr By Rosssr BosstS, sorA
An nshn russrvsd
cHApTER NvI.-lcontInued.

~ VIZ quarters uy big black stump
halt a mile away from her"
Curse such luck wish the mon
had stayed"
why? Who are you afraid Off"
= don't know who be- is. only he
calls himself the Old Sian OF the
Mountains
Where is hc?"
I'm her tcrt."
Where dld lc come from"
Looks a. 10 he lad slid down the
peak Of some iceberg Go and take
a squint at him"
Cummlns though coward when
thoro was q woman In the case. had
little fears uf men Creeping stealth.
lly mp TO the tent he pccpcd In and
beheld the "Old Man OF tho Noun.
tains.' seated on a camp stool before
the fair Laura, his rife between his
Knees. while she was telling him her
story.
"Umph' It's old St Mel, or an
Escaped seklrk Looks a. II he
brlstled with weapons. and don't
doubt but he can use 'cm. The boss
Is right, for a glimpse o. that face
and the arsenal be- carries ~ enough
TO give a polar bear the agcr"
Notwithstanding the unpreposscss.
Ing appearance Of the man from the
mountains. he pressed his ear close
to the tent to listen 10 the converse.
ton between the two.
why did you como to Alaska. my
poor chlld?"
Il came to ind the man | love. My
Paul, who was lost"
Laura told the old man her story
and at tho conclusion said:
lie tells me Paul is dead. I do
not believe him. he has deceived me
on more than one occasion. and no
VIII do 40 again " Il serves his pur.
pose. My heart tells me Paul lives"
My child. that silent monitor Is
never wrong. Your Paul lives. lie is
not far away, but he, you and are In
great peril. We must act with caution
and secrecy or We will all be dead
before morning. These men are des
peratc criminals win you trust me?"
Yes. with my lifc!"
Pretend as II you had heard moth.
Ing but be ready to act as | direct"
DO you know where Paul ls?"
yes. but he Is under n strong
guard. Is there no one with the
train you can trust? No Indian or
Esquimo7"
Il do not understand them nor
they me; but | have my trusty ser.
want. Ben Holton."
where Is he2"
HE was sent to-day to see II the
pass could be opened"
The pass has not been closed"
said the hermit My dear daughter.
sonding him on was only an excuse TO
get your friends out Of the way: but
all Is well. Heaven Ia on your side
and directed me here"
"Humph Wen see about that"
growled Cummlns. rising from his
knees They kin put their trust in
what they like, but II the boss will
lot me have my way, I'M put mine In
about ten inches Of cold steel"
He hurried to Lakeland. who was
sitting on sled. his face expressing
the deepest anxiety. H. as few words
as possible he narrated the Interview
between the mysterious old man and
Laura. Lakeland made several OF.
forts to speak before he finally sue.
ceeded, then, In voice strangely I'm.
natural. he said
1T has come at last!s hoped |
would be spared bloodshed. but there |
is no help for H. Since II must come.
let It come. We will do our worst II |
the old man and Paul Miller are In our
way, let them diet"
well. there will bo little time
70 act"
81 know IT,"
Lakeland. who stlll shrank from the
thought OF committing murder him.
self began to plan to have his myrml
dons do all the work, and agreed very
readily 10 have reinforcements
Il think Il would be well for YOU 10
start back and get two OF the men"
he said. Cant you do II In a few
hours2'
Yes; on snowshoes can make II
by tomorrow noon, Let us leave
the valley and start down the trail"
They had 10 cross the river TO reach
tho trail, but by this time the Yukon
was frozen over, so they crossed on
tho ice
They had scarce got over when they
saw three forms coming along the
trail
There they are now" said Lack.
land
The three forms could be seen com.
ing hurrledly up the path and. when
they drew nearer, the form Of the old
man could be seen coming along be,
hind
"Holton, come here!" said Lakeland.
As the old man advanced toward him.
the Indians were ordered across the
river on the ice.
what aye want Mr. Lackland?"
"Your mistress sent for you 10 go
back and meet Miss Willis"
NC go back" gaspod old Ben.
"This do seem monster queer why
I'm about peterct out / don't believe
/ kin go n mile :lrdor"
ITS not ovor q mile
wen try q stand it'
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