The Washington herald., 1912-08-04

main here and nurse my head for an.
other twenty-four hours"
Philip shrugged his shoulders, anc
the two had little to say as they att
their dinners. After an hours rest h,
prepared light pack and took up tn.
doctors trail. Inwardiy. he ranked Al
the unusual hand which the little pro.
fessor was playing in leaving Pierre.
cabin with the prisoners, and yet he was
confident that McGill would wait fol-
him. Mile after mile he travelled down
the creek. At dusk there was no sign
of his new friend. just before dari
he climbed dead stub at the summit
of high ridge and half dozen miles
of the unbroken barren stretched Out
before his eyes. At 6 o'clock he stopped
to cook some tea and warm his meat
and hammock. After that he Travelled
until 10 o'clock, then built big FIRE and
gave up the pursuit until morning. A,
dawn he started again, and not until the
forenoon was half gone did he find
where the doctor had stopped to camp
The ashes of his fire were still warm
beneath and the snow was trampled
hard around them. In the north the
clouds were piling up. betokening a
storm, such as it was not well for a
man in Philips condition of fatigue
to face. Already some favor of the ap-
preaching blizzard was carried to him
on the wind
So he hurried on. Fortunately, the
storm died away after an hour or two
of fierce wind. Still he did not come up
with McCill, and he camped again for
the night, cursing the little professor
who was racing on ahead of him.
1t was noon of the following day
when he came in sight of the few log
cabins at Fort Smith, situated in a tree
less and snow-smothered sweep of the
plain on the other side of the Slave
He crossed the river and hurried past
the row of buildings that led to post
headquarters. In front of the company
Office were gathered little crowd Of
men, woman, and children. He. pushed
his way through and stopped at the
bottom of the three log steps which
led up to the door,
At the top was Prof. McGill. coming
out His face was a puzzle. His eyes
had in them stony stare as he gazed
down at Philip. Then he descended
slowly, like one moving in a dream.
SoSu HSdNciis, HS Sdlu HuSHiiy, dIiu
only for Philips ears, do you know
what I've done, Phil?"
What" demanded Philip.
The doctor came down to the last
step;
"Phi1," he whispered, that fellow we
found with a broken head played a nice
game on me. He was a criminal, and
I've brought back to Fort Smith no less
person than the man sent out to arrest
him, Corp. Dobson. of the mounted po-
lice, and his driver, Francois Some
thing-or- Other. Heavens. amt it
funny"
That same afternoon Corp Dobson
and the half-breed set out again in quest
of Falkner, and this time they were ac-
companied by Pierre Thoreau. who
learned for the first time what had
happened in his cabin. The doctor dis
appeared for the rest of the day, but
early the next morning he hunted Phil
up and took him to a cabin half mile
down the river. A team of powerful
dogs. an unusually large sledge, and
two Indians were at the door.
Il bought 'em last night" explained
the doctor, "and we're going to leave
for the south to-day"
Giving up your hunt;" asked Philip
mo. its ended" replied McGill in
a matter-of-fact way at ended at
Pierre Thoreau's cabin. Falkner was