The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-09-03

| Take care OF Dixon. said Jan, and
don't arouse any Of the people tonight.
1t will be time enough to tell what
has happened in the morning"
Over the stove In his own room he
cooked meat and coffee. and for long
time sat silent before the fire. He had
brought back Dixon In the morning
Melissa would know. First she would
go to the Englishman. then then
she would come to him.
He rose and went to the rude board
table I'm the corner of his room
mo. Melissa must not come TO me in
the morning" he whispered to himself.
"She must never again look upon Jan
Thoreau."
He took pencil and paper and wrote.
Page after page he crumpled in his
hand and flung into the fire. At last.
swiftly and desparinGly, he ended with
half dozen lines. What he said came
from his heart In French
I have brought him back to you. my
Melissa, and pray that the good God may
give you happiness. l leave you the old
violin, and always when you play II will
tell you Of the love Of Jan Thoreau
He folded the page and sealed It In
one of the company's envelopes. Very
quietly he went from his room down
into the deserted store without strik.
ing a light, he found new pack, few
articles of food and ammunition. The
envelope addressed to Melissa he left
where Croisset or the factor would
find It In the morning. His dogs were
housed in a shack behind the store. and
he called out their names softly and
warningly as he went among them. As
stealthily as their master they traied
behind him to the edge of the forest.
and close under the old spruce that
guarded the grave Jan stopped and
silently he stretched out his arms to
the little cabin.
The dogs watched him. Kaznn. the
one eyed leader. glared from him into
the dimness of the night. whining soft
ly. A low. mourning wind swept
through the spruce tops. and from JAMS
throat there burst sobbingly words
which ne had heard beside this same
grave more than seventeen years be-
fore when Williams choking voice had
risen In last prayer for the woman.
MAY the great God care for Me
lisser'
He turned into the trail upon which
Jean de Gravois had fought the Eng
lishman, led his dogs and sledge in a
/. twisting path through che caribou
swamp and stood at last beside the
| Lob s,ttn hat ~
edge of the white Barrens With his
knife he dug out the papers which he
had concealed in that whisky Jack hole.
1t was near dawn when he recovered
the rife which he had abandoned on
the mountain top. A little later 1t be.
gan to snow He was glad, for 1t would
conceal his trail.
For thirteen days he forced his dogs
through the deep SHOWS into the souai
On the fourteenth they came TO lie
Pas. which is the edge of civilization
1t was night when he came out of the
forest. so that he could see the faint
glow of lights beyond the Saskatche-
wan.
For n few moments. before crossing
he stopped his tired dogs and turned
his face back into the grim desolation
of the north. where the aurora was
playing feeby in the skies and beckon
ing to him and telling him that the old
life of centuries and centuries age
would wait for him always at the dome
of the earth
"The good God bless you and keel
you and care for you ever more. my
Melisse," he whispered And he walk
ed slowly ahead Of his dogs across the
river and into the other world
, There was music that night in IL
Pas. A door opened and man and d
woman came ont The man was ours
ing, and the woman was laughing al
, him-laughing us Jan had never heard
a woman laugh before. and he held his
breath as he listened to the haunting
mockery In II, Kazan. the one eyed
leader, snarled. The trace dogs skunk
7 close to the leaders heels With q
, low word Ian led them on.
Close down TO the river where the
! Saskatchewan swung In a half moor
} to the south and west, he found low
squat building with light hung ovel
. the door illuminating a bit of humol
! In the form of printed legend which
+; said that II was king Edwards no
tel" The scrub bush OF the fores
grew within a hundred yar'S - T..
and In thls bush Jan tiel his dogs IN.
/ left his siylSe, II did not occur L
( him that raw, when he had entered
civilization he had come also into the
, land of lock and bolt of robbers ant
! thieves. II was loneliness and not sus
? picion that sent him back TO unleash
| Kazan and take him with him.
! They entered the hotel. Kazan will
| suspicious caution. The door opened
! into n big room lighted by an oil lamT
turned low. The room was empty ex
cept for solitary figure Sing In {