Putnam patriot., 1911-11-10
THE puTNAM parno. November 10 1911


 onIside. and pssI eelond thiS door ne found q narrow aperture cut thronsA the de.aeims .ogS ii WIS yard in length and barely wide enough for him to thrust through an arm Three more of these narrow siigs in his prison walls be found hefore. he came back agaln 10 tue door
 Near the ahle on which he replaced the candle was stool. and he sat down. Carefully he went through hiS pockets Ills belt and revolver were gone He had been stripped ot letters and pap~rS. Not se much as a match bad lt-en left him by his captors
 He stopped tn his search and listened Faintly taere came fa him the ticking oi his watch He felt in his watch pecket. IL was empty. Again ne lls- t~aed. fhls tlme he was sure that the sound cane from his feet. and ae low cred the candle nntil the light Of it gltsten~a on something yellow sn arms disralsce away It was his watch. and clo-se leside b iay his leather wallet What money he had carried in the pocket book WAS untouched. but his per. sena cards and nalf dozen papers that II had contained were gune.
 He looked at inc time. The hour hand pointed TO 4 Was lt possible that he mad be..n nnconscions for more than siN hours. He had left Jean on the mountain top soon after nlghtfatl- il was mol ater than 9 o'clock when he had seen Meleese Seven hours Again he lifted his hands h his head His hair was stif and matted with blood II had congealed thickly on his cheek and neck and had soaked the top of his coat He had hied great deal. so much that he wondered ne was alive. and yet during those hours his captors had given him no assistance had not even bound a cloth about his head
 Did they believe that the shot had killed him. that he was already dead when they flung him into the dungeong 2 Or was this only one other instance of the barharic brutishness of those who so insistently sought his life? The fighting blood rose in him with return Ing strength If they had left him a
 weapon. even the small knife they had taken from his pocket he would still make an effort to settle last score or two But now he was helpless There was. however. a ray of hope In the possibility that they believed him dead If they who had flung him into the dungeon believed this then he
 was safe for several hours No one would come for his body until broad day and possibly not until the follow ing night. when grave could be dug and he could be carried out with some secrecy. In that time, if he could es- cape from his prison, he would be well on his way to the Wekusko. He had DO doubt that Jean was still prisoner | on the mountain top. The dogs and | sledge were there and both rifles were | where he had concealed them. It would I be hard .raoe--a running fight per l haps-but he would win. and after a | time MeIeese would come to him. away down at the httle hotel on the Saskatchewan.
 l ffe aIUSG tC HIS SsSA. m 'OsVvu es se" sng warm. his eyes shining in the can dlehsht. The thought of the girl as | she had come to him out in the night put back into him all of his old fight. | ing strength. all of his unconquerable hope and confidence. She had follow 1 ed him when the dog yelped at his 1 heels. as the first shots had been fired. | She had knelt beside him in the snow as he lay bleeding at the feet of his enemies He had heard her voice call | ing 10 him: had felt the thrilling touch of her arms. the terror and love of her | lips as she thought him dying She had given herself to him. and she would come to him-hs lady of the snows-if he could escape.
 Up on Bugs.
 If vou know the name of everything | that bites you in the woods you're an 1 entemologist.-G News.