Honolulu star-bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1912-2010, 1912-09-14

not follow the trail that staggered
down the mountain. while lowaka
brought yon back TO lifei And when
I came to the lake did I not see some
thing black ont upon Il. Ike q charred
logf And when came TO it was le
not the dead body OF the missioner
from chnrchilli En-. Jan Thoreaul"
Jan sat up In his bed. with q sharp
cry.
The thaw win open mp the lake In
. few days Then he viii 60 down IN
the iirst slnsh.r. And Jean looked about
him cautiously again and whispered
low--tf ron see anything about the
dead missioner that yon do not under
stand think OF Jean de Grayois."
He rose to his feet and bent over
JAMS white face.
Il am going the Athabasca way to-
day" he tinished Perhaps. ssn Thor.
eau. you will hear after time that Il
wuaid be best for Jean de Grayols
never to return again to this Post Lac
Balm II so you win 6nd him be-
tween Fond du Lac and the Beaver
river" he passed out
When cummins returned be found
JAMS cheeks nushed and the boy in 4
fever.
Devil take that Gravoisr' be growl-
ed.
He has been a. brother to me- said
Jan simply II love him"
On the second day after the French
mans departure Jan rose free Of the
fever which had threatened him for q
dime. and In the afternoon be. har-.
messed Cummfns' dogs The last Of the
trappers had started from the post that
morning. their sledges and dogs sink.
Ing heavily in the deepening slush. and
Jan set Oh over the smooth toboggan
.rail made by the company's agent In
his return to Fort Churchill
This trail followed close along the
base OF the ridge upon which be bad
fought the missionary. joining that Of
Jean de Gravois miles beyond. Jan
climbed the ridge. From where be had
made his attack be followed the al
most obliterated trail Of the French
man and his malemutes until be came
TO the lake. and then be knew that
Jean de Gravois had spoken the truth.
for he found the missionary with bis.
face half buried in the sinsh. stark
dead
he no longer had to guess At the
meaning OF leans words The bnllet
hole under the dead mans arms was
too largesto escape eyes like Jar, - llifO
the little hidden world which be treas
urpd in his heart there came another
face. 10 remain always with hini-the
face OF the outrageous little forest
dandy whu was nurrytng with his
bride back into the country Of the
.Afhabnsta
fronl that night Jap's eyes were 20
mngpt fifttd with Siie nervous. glitter
ny fiashes whlrh III times md given
him na appearance almost ofenmdness
IN riifl.p 81 their searching ssisiHci0nss
tiiere waS II warmer and mare CON
p.inloDahIe glow. and t:Hmmtns feli
filr ptftst of the change
A Cree tfarpsr had fo,uid Jan'a VIC
in Il, the SHOW and had brought II r.
'Mabalia Isefore cummins finished bis
supper the hey begs,n to PLAY. and he
to play until the lights Ut
the post went nut and sboth the man
and the child were deep In sleep
fhen Jan stopped. There was the Dire
Of y keen wakpfrlness in bis eyes a.
ne carefully unfastened the strings OF
his instrument and held 1t close 10 the
Dil lamp. 80 that be truld peer dnwn
through the narrow aperture IN the
box.
He looked again at Cummins The
man was sleeping with his face to the
wall With. the booked wire which be
used for cleaning his revolver Jan
6shed gently at the very end Of the
box, and after three or four efforts
the wire caught 10 something soft.
which be pulled toward hIm. Through
the bulge IN the IF" hole be dragged
forth a small. tightly rolled cylinder
Of faded red cloth.
{ For a few moments he sat watching
the deep breathing of. Cummins. IN
rolling the cloth as be watched, until
be had spread out upon the table be-
fore him q number of closely written
pages Of paper. he weighted them at
one end with his violin and held them
down at the other with bis hands.
The writing was 10 French. Several
Of the pages were In heavy mascu-
line hand. the words running one upon
another 50 closely that in places they
seemed to be connected. and from
them Jan took bis fingers. 30 that they
rolled mp IKE spring. Over the 9th.
ers he bent his head, and there came
from him a low. sobbing breath
On these pages the writing was, that
Of q woman. and from the paper there
still rose a faint, sweet scent OF helio-
trope. For half az hour Jan gazed
upon them. reading the words slowly
until be came to the last page.
A new aud strange longing crept |
n ~.