Honolulu star-bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1912-2010, 1912-10-12

Another Step and Sharp Cry Fell
From Jams Lips. 1t Was Not Ledoq,
but Dixon.
Both lie filled with snow. Into one
he emptied the handful of -four that he
had carried in his pocket. into the other
he put tea. Fifteen minutes later he
carried them to the Englishman.
Dixon sat up, a glazed passion fill
ing his eyes. He drank THE hot tea
greedily and as greedily ate the boiled
-four pudding. Jan watched him hun
griIy until the last crumb of 1t was
gone. He refilled the pals with SHOW.
added more tea and then rejO1ned the
Englishman. New life was already
shining in Dixon's eyes.
Not a moment too soon. Thoreau."
he said thankfully. reaching over to
grip the others hand. Another night
and Suddenly he stopped. Great
Heaven! What is the NATTER"
He noticed for the first time the
pinched torture in his companions
face. JAMS head dropped weakly
upon his breast. His hands were icy
cold.
Nothing" he. mprmured drowslly.
'tonIy I'm starving. too. Dixonr He
rolled over upon the balsam boughs
with restfnl sigh. let me sleep"
Dixon went to the pack. One by
one In his search for food he took out
the few articles that it contained.
After that he drank. more. tea. ,crawled
back into the balsam shelter and lay
down beside Jan. It was broad day
when he awoke. and he called hoarse-
~ to his companion, when be saw. that
the snow had ceased falling.
Jan did not stir. For moment
Dixon leaned over to listen to his
breathing and then dragged himself
slowly and painfully out into the day.
The fire was out. 4 leaden bIackness
still filed the sky: deep, silent gloom
hung In the wake of the storm.
Suddenly there, came to Dixons ears
a sound. Just beyond the hanging
pals a moosebird hoped ont upon
the snow. Slowly Dixon forced his
right foot through the snow to the
rear of his left and as cautiously
brought his left behind his right
working himself backward step by
step until he reached the shelter. just
inside was his rifle. He drew 1t out
| and sank upon his, knees in the snow
to aim. At the report Of the rife Jan
stirred. but did not open his eyes. he
made no movement when Dixon called
out in shrill joy that he had killed
meat. He heard. he strove to arouse
himself. but something more powerful
than his own will seemed pulling him
down into oblivion. 1t seemed an
eternity before he was conscious Of a
voice again. He felt himself lifted
and opened his eyes with his head
resting against the Englishman's shout
der.
Drink this, Thoreau." he heard.
He drank and knew that 1t was no
tea that ran down his throat.
whisky Jack SOUP" he heard again
"How Is it?''
He became wide awake. Dixon wa:
Offering him a dozen small bits O.
meat on a tin plate. and he ate with
out questioning. Suddenly. when ther'
were only two or three Of the smalles
scraps left. he stopped.
ut was whisky jack" he cried. "
have eaten 1t ALL"
The young Englishman's white fac
grinned at him.
I've got the -four inside OF me
Thoreau. You've got the moose bird
Isn't that fair?"
The plate dropped between them
Over it their hands met in a great
clutching grip, and up from Jams
| heart there welled words which almoS
burst from his lips in voice. words
which rang in his brain and which
were an unspoken prayer-"MeIiSSe,
| thank the great God that it is this mar
whom you love-! But it was in silence
| that he staggered to his feet and Wen
out into the gloom.
This may be only a lull in thu
Storm" he said. I'VE must lose NJ
time. How long did you travel before
you made this camp?'
About ten hours" said Dixon. {"
made due west by compass until
knew that had passed Lac Balm ant
then struck north"