Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-01-28


with him lay the
power to engage or
fuse applicants for employment the cannery.
Thus it will be seen that many suitors some for one
reason some for another and the coolest headed for
all of them strove with every art they knew win
Roskas favor But the girl held herself aoof refusing
than one hero, who had performed feat
of travel or bravado that made their names famous
round the campires of the Northaye and Others who
held place in the outer world passing them to fall
in love with young Charlie Sidden
AS Charles figure disappeared Roska turned and her
face grew slowly very white for she suddenly
that beside heap of broken barrels leaning,
sWarthy, immoble He clad in old blue jeans: his
black hair hung down his neck beneath old
SLOUGH hat. So far the mans appearance common
place enough; but the face under the hat was far from
commonplace twas extraordinarily good lookingor,
rather ne,-bu the aultless outlines only lent force
its sinister possibilities He staring straight at her.
and yet his black eyes did to see her. but to
looking out and through beyond her
1t clear that he must have overheard every word
of her conversation with Sidden.
"How long have you been there? she aSked then,
with strong nsstence, "How long, Moscow
The man took no notice, nor did he answer when she
repeated the question Instead he lifted the heavy pack
with the thrust through that lay beside him. swung
it upon his shoulders and, picking up his rifle from the
barrel heap strobe rapidly away down the trail where
Charlie had gone To Roska he appeared like an in
threat following close her lovers footsteps.
His very silence terrified her far than words,
than the torrent of words that had poured from him
when she had him last and he had told her that he
loved her. Loved herl Moscow The SILENT i'll con
ditioned Russian, whose real name no one knew but
who had been ncknamed Moscow the strength of
vague idea of his nationality! She had laughed
contempt of him; but he had warned her that his day
yet to come and bade her wait for it. She wished
she had told Charlie about Moscows ovemaking:
she had shrnk from the words she scarcely knew why
Was it yet too late?
She the clearing and down the trail to the
riverside but only in time to Moscow thrust out
from the shore. The first with Charlie in it
already growing small the steey breast of the water
against the background of dark pines that narrowed to
vista where the river bent out of sight.
-FOUR months have passed, and the has shifted
five hundred houseless, savage miles and
north of Kalitoff Here, just above alder swamp,
log hut marked the farthest point which had
the boon Of life and shelter from the gigantic grasp of
Nature This hut represented the headquarters of Sid
den and Moscow.
Let it be said at that they had been successful
From the day when the partners had hauled up their
and turned them upon improvsed scaffold
ngs the hardeyed gods of the chase had looked kindly
upon them. They had been landed only an hour the
chosen ground before band of wandering barren
ground caribou had supplied them with meat and bait
for their traps all suciency and from that hour their
fortunes had wavered. Reckoning the prices at
which furs had ruled last season. the adventures
had made between eight thousand and nine thousand
dollars.
Such being the it might have been expected that
cheefuness would have held its reign within the solitary
hut but this had not been not from the very
Charles good temper chilled in the gloom of his
panon's silence. In more ways than the Russian
fell short of the commonest standard of comradeshp