Bisbee daily review., 1911-11-07

capped all they had cone by dragging the sled in over the wooden floor. They came in with rush, and with them rushed in the frost, a visible ! vapor of smoking white, through which their heads and backs showed, as they strained in the harness. till l they had all the seeming of swimming in a river Behind them. at the gee l pole, came Daylight, hidden to the 1 knees by the swirling frost through 1 which he appeared to wade. He was the same old Daylight. withal lean and tired-looking, and his black eyes were sparkling and flashing brighter than ever His parka of cotton drill hooded him like monk, and fell in straight lines to his knees. Grimed and scorched by camp-smoke and fire, the garment in itself told the story of his trip. A two-months' beard GOV cred his face; and the beard, in turn. was matted with the fee of his breath Ing through the long seventy-mile run.
 He experienced a thrill of surprise as the roar of welcome went up and as every familiar detail of the Tfvoli greeted his vlslon-tbe long bar and the array of bottles, the gambling games, the big stove, the weigher at the gold-scales, the musicians, the men and women, the Virgin. Celia, and Nellie, Dan Macdonald, Bettles, Billy Rawlins. Olaf Henderson, Doc Watson--all of them. It was just as he had left it, and in all seeming 1t might well be the very day he had left The sixty days of incessant tray- ei through the white wilderness sud denly telescoped, and had no exis- tence in time. They were moment, an incident He had plunged out and into them through the wall of silence, and back through the wall of silence he had plunged apparently the next instant, and into the roar and tur- moi of the Tiyoli
 He drew a deep breath and cried: "The winner pays, and I'm the win ner, aint I? Surge up, you-all Male mutes and Siwashes, and name your poisonl There's your Dyea mail, straight from Salt Water, and no horn EwOgglin about 1t! Cast the lashings adrift, you-all, and wade into it"
 A dozen pairs of hands were at the sledlashings, when the young Le Barge Indian, bending at the same task, suddenly and Imply straight ened up. In his eyes was a great sur prise. He stared about him wildly for the thing he was undergoing was new to him. He was profoundly struck by an unguessed limitation. lie shook as with palsy, and he gave at the knees, slowly sinking down to teH suddenly across the sled and to know the smashing blow of darkness across . his consciousness.
 Exhaustion" said Daylight. Take him of and put him to bed, some oi you-an He's sure a good Indian i A few minutes later, Daylight was vhirling around the dance. floor, waltz ] ing with the Virgin And small won ! der it was that the Virgin yielded her | self to his arms. as they danced dance ! after dance. and sick at heart at the ! knowledge that he found nothing in 1 her more than a good friend and an ! excellent dancer. Small consolation it was to know that he never loved any woman. She was sick with love of ! him. and he danced with her as he would dance with any woman, as he ' would dance with a man who was | good dancer and upon whose arm was 1 tied a Handkerchief to conventionalize him into a woman.
 At one in the morning he saw Elijan Davis herding Henry Finn and Joe . Hines. the lumber-iack, toward the door. Daylight interfered.
 Where are yOu-all going?' he de handed. attempting to draw them to the bar
 | Bed" Elijah Davis answered.
 "Got to-" Joe Hines added apoio- l geucaHy. We're mushing out iu the l mornin"
 Daylight still detained them.
 Where to? Whats the excite ment?"
 No excitement" Elijah explained. Were just a-goin' to play your hunch. an tackle the Upper Country Don't you want to come along?
 'T sure do.' Daylight affirmed
 But the question had been put in fun. and Elijah ignored the accept aDce.
 We're tacklin' the Stewart" he went on. "Al Mayo told me he seen some likely lookin' bars first time he come down the Stewart, and we're goin' to sample 'em while the rivers froze You listen. Daylight. an mark my words, the times comin when winter diggin's II be all the go. ThereTl be men fin them days thatll laugh at our summer scratchin' an ground-wallerin'
 Elijah laughed, gathered his two partners up, and was making a second attempt to reach the door.
 Hold on." Daylight called "i sure mean it."
 The three men turned back sudden
 ly upon him. in their faces surprise delight. and incredulity.
 "G'wan. you're foolin'.' said Finn
 the other lumber-iack, quiet. steady
 Wisconsin man.
 There's my dawgs and sled" Day
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