The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1910-09-18

OF the gambling house The and women all ad-
mire him. for he is OF the type that dominates
Essentially a man. Burning Daylight resents
rather fears, the wnes Of the who frequent
the dance hall He Is afraid to be even civil TO
woman he breads the idea OF being mastered
by anybody anything and to surrender TO woman
in his mind. that Ia IS conquered
Then comes poker game-the greatest ever played
In the Klondike- Burning Dayights luck deserts him
at the end. and he rises from the table Dennfess-
worse than broke.
CHAPTER Iu.-Continued.
r RENCH Louis was the last Of the i've. and he
had enough to make him cautious. He
circled and banned for full minute before
coming to grips and for another fun minute
they strained and reeled without either win
ming the advantage. And then, Just tho contest
was becoming interesting. Daylight effected Of
his lightning shifts, changing ali stresses and lever
ages and at the same time delivering OF his
muscular explosions French Louis resisted TIL bis
huge frame cracked and then slowly forced over
and under and downward
"The winner pays" Daylight cried as he sprang
10 his feet and led the way back into the Ttvon.
"Surge along yoRaili This way to the snake rOom!"
They lined up against the long bar, IN places two
three deep stamping the frost from their moccasned
feet for outside the temperature sixty below.
Beetles himself Of the gamest of the old timers
In deeds OF daring. ceased from his drunken lay OF
the -Sassafras Root and titubated eongratu-
late Daylight But in the midst of # no felt mpeiled
to make speech and raised his voice oratoriealy.
AT tell YOU fellers, I'm plum proud 10 can Daylight
my friend We've hit the tran together afure now, and
he's eighteen from bis moccasins up. damn his
NANCY old hide anyway. He was a shaver when he
first hit this country. When you feners was his age
you Want dry behind the ears yet He never was no
Nr1Yo An tall
man had to be a in them days This want
efrete civilization like it's come 10 be now BEETLES
paused long enough to put his arm IN proper bear
hug around Daylights neck When you an me
mushed into Yukon in the good OF days It didn't
rain soup and they want free lunch joints. Our
eamphres lit where we killed our game and most
Of the time we lived on salmon tracks and rabbit
bellies. Amt I rightT'
But at the roar OF laughter that greeted his inVer
sion BEETLES the bear hug and turned ercey
the crowd
Laugh. you NANCY Shorthorns. Taught But tell
you plain and simple the best OF you amt knee high
1T to tie Daylighrs mOccasin strings Amt right
Campbell? Amt I right, Mac7 Dayiights one Of
the old guard one of the real sourdoughs. And In
them days they Want airy a steamboat airy
trading post and cusses had to live often salmon
bellies and rabbit tracks"
He gazed triumphantly around and In the applause
that followed cries for speech from Daylight
He sgnihed his consent A chair brought, and
he was helped ito stand upon It. he more
sober than the crowd above which he now lowered
a wild crowd uncouthly garmented every foot moe
casned or mue-ucked, with mittens dangling from
necks and with furry earhaps raised so that they
took the seeming Of the winged helmets OF the
Norsemen. Daylights black eyes were flashing and
the flush of strong drink flooded darkly under the
bronze Of his cheeks. he greeted with round on
round OF arectionate cheers, which brought sus-
pcous moisture to his albeit many Of the voices
were inartculate and inebriate. And yet men have
so behaved since the world began. feaSting fighting
and carousing, whether in the dark cave mouth or
by the fire Of the squattng place. in the palaces of
imperial Rome and the rock strongholds OF robber
barons IN the sky aspiring hotels OF modern times
and IN the BOOKING kens OF sailortown Just so were
these men, empire builders IN the Arctic night boast
ful and drunken and camorous, winning surcease for
q few wild moments from the grim reality Of their
heroic toll Modern heroes they and In nowise differ
ent from the heroes Of old time.
well, fellows, don't know what to say TO you-an"
Daylight began amely, striving sti 10 control his
whirnng brain that went around and around. ~
think I'll tell you-al story. had pardner wunst,
down In Juneau. he come from North Caroliny, and
he used TO tell this story TO It down
In the mountains In his country and it was wedding
There they was, the family and all the friends. The
parson just putin the last touches, and he
says. They as the Lord have fined let put
esunder.'
'Parson, says the bridegroom, rises to question
your grammar In that there sentence. l want this
weddin' done right
When the smoke clears away the bride she looks
around and sees dead parson. dead bridegroom, a
dead brother, two dead uncles and five dead wedding
guests.
$50 she heaveS a mighty strong sigh an says
Them new tangled, self-eoeking reviewers sure has
played hell with my prospects'
And so say 10 youall," he added as the roar Of
laughter died down. that them four kings of Jack
Kearns sure has played hell with my prospects I'm
busted higher'n kite and I'm hittin the trail for
Dyea"-
Coin QUIT" some one called
spasm of anger wrought on his face for a flashing
instant but in the next his good humor was back
again
81 know you-all are only pokin fun asking such a
question" he said, with smile. "Of course amt
going out"
Take the oath again, Daylight" the same voice
cried
Il sure Will. l first over Chilcoot in so
went out over the Pass In fall blizzard with rag
OF q shirt and cup OF raw -four. ! got nv grubstake
Ia Juneau that winter and IN the spring | Wei over
the Pass more. And once more the famine druv
out Next spring went In again and swore then
that I'd never come out tin made my stake We'll
/ Amt made It, and here am. And amt going ont
now get the mail and come right back | won't