The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1912-11-14

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"GoODBY. GoODBY.
his arms. while beneath that hypocrisy
she had plotted his downfall second
tiue Deliberately she had given the
signal for attack. and now
He heard again the quick. running
step that he had recognized on the
trail The bushes behind him parted.
and in the white starlight Meleese fell
on her knees at his side. her glorious
face bending over him in a grief that
he had never seen In il before. her
eyes shining ON him with great love.
Without speaking she lifted his head
In the hollow of her arm aiNi crushed
her own down against 1t. kissing him
and softly sobbing bis name
"Goodby," he heard her breathe.
"Goodby. goodby"-
He struggled to cry ont as she low
cred his head back on the snow. to
! free his hands. to hold her with him,
| but he saw her face only once more
bending over him. felt the warm pres
sure Of her lips to his forehead. and
then again he could hear her footsteps
hurrying away through The forest:
That Meleese loved him. that she had
| taken his head In her arms and had
| kissed him. was the one consuming
/ thought in Howland's brain for many
| minutes after she had left him hound
! and gagged on the snow That she bad
/ made no effort to free him did not at
! first strike him as significant lie still
felt the sweet, warm touch Of her lips.
the pressure OF her arms the smother
ing softness Of her hair. II was not
until he again heard approaching
sounds that he returned once more t.
I full consciousness OF the mysterious
thing that had happened He heard
frst of all he creaking of !ubogga:
on the hard crust. then the patterirf.
Of dogs feet and after that the voice,
Of men. The sounds stopped on tn
trail dozen feet away from him.
With strange thrill he recognize
Croisset's voice.
"You must be sure that sou MAX,
no mistake" he heard the half bree;
say ''Go to the waterfall al the heie
Of the lake and heave down big ro"l
where the ice is open and the wate
boiling. Track up the snow with ;
pair of M'seur Howland's high hee!e'
boots and leave his hat tangled in III
bushes Then tell the superntcnde:.
that he stepped OH the stone and iht
It rolled down and toppled him in!
the chasm They could never find b
body. and they will send down for
new engineer in place of the los
monsieur"
Stup..fied with horror. HOwlan
strained his ears to catch the rest
the cold blooded scheme which he wa
= overhearing. but the voices grew low
er, and be understood no more tha
:. was said until Croisset. coming neare
called out:
Help me with the mons eur befol
you go. Jackpine. He is a dead weigf
! with all those rawhides about him.
AS coolly as though be were NJ
more than chunk of stovewoo
Croisset and the Indian came throug
!. the bushes. seized him by the hea
|, and feet. carried him out into Il
:. trail and laid him Iengthwise on Il
sledge.
81 hope YOU have not caught co
!, living in the snow. m'seur. said Crol
set. bolstering up the engineers nes
- and shoulders and covering him wi
heavy fnrs. I'VE should have be-
! hack sooner. hut il was impossio
). Hoo-la. Wnnngar' he called s"ftly
"A his lead dog "Get M there. y"n wo
n hOundr'
Il As the sledge started. with croiss
IN nlnning close to the leader tl"w'a