The Whitefish pilot. [volume] (Whitefish, Mont.) 1904-current, 1910-10-06

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EMERSON SEIZED HIS HOST BY TIE NAPE
| or THE NECK.
| fore white pie SurmOunteO by dim
~ discerned Greek cross. but their sig
nails awakened no response
| "Gone!"
| They wasted no words when. for the
fourth time their eyes caught the wei
come sight of Il shining radiance in
the gloom.
"Unhitch!" ordered Emerson logged
| ~ 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: 1t look
ed more like 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 sharp
exclamation ar Indian woman regard
ed them round eyed.
Were all right this time" observed
Emerson. Its a store" Then to the
woman he said briefly. 1--WE 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! Sleepw Boyd replied.
"YOu can't stop here" the girl as
serted firmly.
"Oh, yes, we can" said Emerson.
The squaw called. "COnstantine!"
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 volubiity.
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
| VIVA hor ,ro
ready. Now tell your 'klootch' to get
us some supper. Quick!
soft voice from the rear of the
room halted the advancing Indian.
Constantine" it said.
The travellers whirled to see, stand
ing out In relief against the darkness
Of the passage whence the Indian had
just come Il few seconds before. the
golden haired girl of the storm t.
whom they had been indebted for theil
rescue. She advanced. smiling pleas
antly.
"These lnen no stop herev' cried Con
stantine violently.
: "l-l-beg pardon" began Emerson
I'VE didn't intend to take forcibe pos
session. but we're played out we've
been denied shelter every where-wt
felt Desperate
She addressed the Indian girl II
Aleut aud signaled to Constantine. Al
which the two natives retired.
Were glad OF an opportunity tt
thank you for your timely service thi.
: afternoon" said Emerson.
Z | tbut
pectins you hourly You see. Constan
= tines little brother has the measles
and had to get to him before the ma
tives could give the poor little fellow
y n Russian bath and then stand him on
: IN the snow. They have only on
treatment for all diseases"
IF father The gil
shook her head.
Then your husband-I should like t
arrange with him to hire lodgings 70
!. few days. The matter of money
+ Again she came to his rescue.
a 81 am the man of the house. IT
boss here. You are quite welcome t
I stay as long as you wish. COnstantin
objects to my hospitality and treats a
, |
q company men"
, I'VE throwed Il Swede out on hi
neck" declared Fraser, swelling wit
! conscious Importance, "and CUES
4 he's Grabbed us with the other square
y heads"
= 'Oh. no! They have instructions nc
j. to harbor any travellers. It's as niue
= as his job Is worth for any of them t
entertain you. Now, won't you max
yourselves at home while Constantin
attends to your dogs? Dinner wi
e soon be ready"
e He murmured "Gladly" and the
lost himself in wonder at this we
gowned girl living amid such surrount
ings. Undeniably pretty, graceful
: her movements, bearing herself wit