The Red Cloud chief., 1907-10-18

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last summer, We don't re-
ally get the fresh grub habit fastened
on II, none. You see, the gamblers
downtown cop out the few aigS an
green Vegetables that stray of the
ships, 40 tNey never get out as far as
the creek none, except maybe III the
shape OF anecdotes.
I'VE don't get intimate with no nu-
trimcnts except hog boosum an brown
beans, of which ~luXuries we have ui-
stiutcd measure, an, bcin' as this Is
Que third year in the country, we han
ker for bony fdo grub somcthin' scan
'Ious. Yes, ma'am. three years with
ont a taste of fresh fruit nor meat nor
nuthin' except pork an beans. Why,
I've ct bacon till my immortal soul has
growed Il rind.
when il comes time to close down
the claim. the boy Is sick with the fe-
yer. an the only ship in port is Il Point
Barrow whaler, bound for Seattle.
After | book our passage | find they
have nothin' aboard to cat except CAN
neil salmon. it bcin' the end of Il two
years cruise, so when | land in the
States after seventeen days of II fish
diet I am what you might call stated
with canned grub and have added
salmon to the list of things concernin'
which | am goin' to c%conoiniZe.
"Soon's eyer | get the boy into II
hospital | gallop up to the best rcstn-
ruwut In town an prepare for the
huge potlatch. This here. | determine,
is TO be IA gOrmandizin' jag which shall
live In hist'ry an wharof in later years
the natives of Puget sound shall speak
with bated breath.
First | call for So worth of pork an
beans an then a full grown platter Of
canned salmon. When the waiter lays
'em out in front of me. l look them
yittles coldly In their dlsgustin' visages
an say in sarcastic accents:
"'Set there, d you, an watch me
eat real grub which | proceed to do.
cleanin' the menu from soda to hook.
When I have done my worst, l pile
bones an olive seeds an p%eelin's all
over them articles of nOurishment,
stick toothpicks into 'em. an, havin'
offered 'cm what other %indignities Oc'
eur tO me, ! leave the place.
Dcytry and the girl were leaning
over the stern rail. chatting idly In the
darkness. 1t was the second night out
nnd the ship lay dead In the Ice pack
All about there was a fiat. foe clogged
sea. leTous and notified In the deeI
twilight that midnight brought in this
latitude. They had threaded into thu
ice field as long as the light lasted
following the lanes Of blue water til
they closed. then drifting idly till 9th
ers appeared; worming out into leagues
OF open sea. again creeping into tn
shifting labyrinth till darkness rem
aercd progress perilous.
Occasionally they had passed herd
of walrus huddled socially upon ic
pans. their wet hides glistening in tn
sunlight. The air had been clear an,
pleasant. while away on all quarter
they had seen the smoke of other ship
toiling through the barrier. The sprin
feet was knocking at the door Of tn
golden north.
Chatting at her imprisonmS int the gil
had asked the old man to take her OF
on dcck under the shelter of darkness.
then she had led him to speak of hi
W past experiences and OF Gleni
ter's, which he had done freely. Sh
was frankly curious about them, All
she wondered at their apparent lack
interest In her own identity and hi
secret mission. She ever construe
their silence rs indifference. not reali
ing that these mortimer were offerir
'er the truest evidence Of camaraderi
The frontier is capable Of no flint
compliment than this utter disregai
Of ones folded pages. 1t betokens TIL
highest faith In ones fellow man. Il
belief that he should be measured |
his present deeds, not by his past.