The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1910-04-12


1.-THE air feels like dawn whispered
Winthrope. Wen soon be able to see |
the brute"
And he u.s." rejoined Blake.
In this both were mistaken. During
the brief false dawn they we're puz-
Fled by the odd appearance Of the
ground The sudden food Of full day
light found them staring down into Z
dense white fog
$50 they have that here!" NUT
tered lake-'fever-fog!"
"Beastly shame!" echoed Winthrope.
I'm sure the creature has gone on"
This assertion was met by an out
burst of snarls and yells that made all
start back and crouch down again in
their sheltering hollow. AS before
Blake was the first to recover.
BET you're right" he said. The
big one has gone OF. and pack Of
these African coyotes are having q
scrap over the bones"
You mean jackals. 1t sounds like
the nasty beasts"
IL
and get our share of the game"
Would it not be very dangerous.
Mr.. Baker" asked Miss Leslie What
q fearful noise!"
i've chased coyotes OF calf with =
rope; but that's not the proposition.
You don't find me fooling around In
that sewer gas of a fog. Well roost
right where we are till the sun does
for it. We've got enough malaria in
US already"
Twill 1t be long, Blake!" asked Win
! thrope.
Huh! Getting hungry this quick
Wait till you've tramped around a
week, with nothing to eat but your
shoes"
Surely, Mr. Blake. 1t will not be 50
bad" protested Miss Leslie.
Sorry, Miss Jenny; but cocoanut
palms don't blow over every day. and
when those nuts are gone what are We
going to do for the next meal?"
Gould we not make bows?" sug
gested Winthrope. There seems tt
be no end of game about"
"Bows-and arrows without points
Neither of us could hit barn door
anyway"
I'VE could practice"
"Sure-six weeks training on al
he pudding. can do better with hand
ng full of stones"
Then we should go at once to tn
cir cliffs" said Miss Leslie.
rm Now you're talking-and it's Pix
Peak or bust for ours. Here's on
ut night to the good; but we won't las
Ike many more if we don't get fire. It
pc. fints we're after now"
ca Gould we not make fire by rubin
ous sticks?" said Winthrope, recalling hi
suggestion of the previous morning
ed. i've heard that natives have q
you trouble"
"So've l. and what's more. I've see
rm. em do it. Never could make go
cid it myself, though"
the But If you remember how 1t
as done we have at least some chance
on Give you ten to one odds! No; we
fell scratch around for flint good ar
ent plenty before we waste time TIL
was way"
"The mist Is going" observed Mi
TOT Leslie
a"y That's no lie. Now Tor our coyote
ON Where's my club"
neo They've all left" said Winthrop
ous- peering down. Il can see the groul
siio clearly, and there is not a sign of Il
ANS beasts"
ons There are the bones-what's left
10 them" added Blake. ITS small dee
'veu ; suppose. Well. here goes"
lna' He threw down his club and dropp
INC the loose end of the creeper after
AS the line Strengthened he twisted t
80 upper part around his leg and W
~ about to slide to the ground when
.ne" remembered Miss Leslie.
:" Think you can make it alone?"
.eon asked.
Du' The girl held up her hands, sore a
was swollen from the decorations OF
Jun. thorns. Blake looked at the
ieau frowned, and turned to Winthrope
S ly- .I1,,,, yov GOT n too and in t
Sn0 face" he grunted. "How's ye
ankle?"
nos Winthrope wriggled his foot abe
such ~ - :. =, ,,,,ot better ba
'"o swered There seems to be no sw'
ing, and there is no pain now"
That's lucky; though it will tn
up later Take a slide, now. We
got to hustle our breakfast ard E
way to get over the river"
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