News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1910-10-05

When the slatternly woman had
SUNK forth and was busted at the
stove Emerson observed musingly:
II wondeS what possessed that fell
low to act as he did"
"He said he had ORDERS" Fraser Of
| fered. "If l had warm cabin, a lot
Of grub and squaw I'd like to see
! somebody give me ORDERS
Their clothing was dry now, and
they proceeded to dress leisurely
When they had finished their coffee
Emerson laid two silver dollars on the
table. and they left the house to search
out the river trail again
The darkness was upon them when
they crept up the opposite bank an
hour later toward Il group of shadowy
buildings Approaching the solitary
CLEAN of light shining from the win
dow of the watchman's house. they APP
piled TO him for shelter
You can't stop here" gruf1ly.
us there roadhouse near by?"
TRY the next place below" said the
Waterman hurriedly slamming the
door in their faces and boiling it,
AT the neSt stop they encountered
the same eluff show of inhospitality
"Tll make one more try" said Emer-
son between his teeth gratingly. IF
that doesn't succeed then I'll take pos
session again"
A mile farther on they drew up be-
fore white pile surmounted by dim
ly discerned Greek cross, but their sig
nails awakened no response
Cone
They wasted no words when, for the
fourth time their eyes caught the wei
come sight of shining radiance in
the gloom.
"Unhitch!' ordered Emerson logged
Ny as he began to unite the ropes of
the sled He shouldered the sleeping
bags and made toward the light that
filtered through the crusted windows.
followed by Fraser similarly burdened.
But as they approached they saw at
once that this was no cannery; it look
ed more like a roadhouse or trading
post. Behind and connected with it
by covered hall or passageway
crouched another squat building of the
, same character, its roof piled thick
with mass of snow, its windows
glowing.
They mounted the steps of the nigh
building and without knocking flung
the door open, entering. With a sharp
exclamation ar Indian woman regard
ed them round eyed.
"Were all right this time" observed |
Emerson. ITS store" Then to the |
woman he said briefly. I'VE want a !
bed and something to eat"
On every side the walls were shelved |
with merchandise, while the counter
carried a supply of clothing and skins
what you want?" demanded the
squaw.
Boyd and Fraser, divesting them
selves of their furs, noticed that she |
was little more than a girl-a native /
undoubtedly.
Food. Sleepr' Boyd replied.
"You can't stop here" the girl as
serted firmly.
''Oh. yes, we can" said Emerson.
Inc SquaW called. "ConStant1ne!
The tall figure of man emerged, ad-
vancing swiftly.
1t was the copper hued native who
had rescued them from the river ear
lier in the day. The Indian girl broke
into torrent of excited volubility.
"You no stop here" said Constan-
tine. Making toward the outer door,
he flung it open.
We've come long way and we're
tired" Emerson argued. He faced the
Indian with his back to the stove, his
voice taking on a determined note.
I'VE won't leave here until we are
ready. Now tell your 'klootch' to get
us some supper. Quickr'
A soft voice from the rear of the
room halted the advancing Indian.
Constantine" it said.