The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1913-08-28


died around It a swarm OF dir
covered igloos grovel In an ecstasy o
abasement.
Many natives crnwled out OF thes,
and stared across the bay as down
gully came an arctic caravan. meI
and dogs. black against the deadly
Wilderness. Ahead swung the guide
straddling awkwardly on his FIVE foot
webs. while the stralning pack pat
tered at his heels. Big George, the
driver. urged them with strong words
idioms OF the northland. aud his long
whip bit sharply at their legs.
His companion. clinging TO the sled.
stumbled now and then. while his face.
splitting from the snap OF the frost,
was smotbered In a muller. Some
times he fell. plunging into the snow.
rising painfully and grooming with the
misery Of 'snow blindness"
Most there now, Cap. Keep up
your grit"
I'm all right" answered the ar
nicted man YEARLY. Don't mind me-"
George. too. had suffered from the
sheen of the unbroken Wilderness. aud.
he saw but dlmly His cheeks were
grease smeared aud blackened with
charred wood 10 break the snow glare.
but through his mask showed signs of
suffering. while his bloodshot eyes
dripped scaldng tears ana throbbed
distressfuly. For days he had not
dared to lose sight OF the guide. Once
he had caught him sneaking the dogs
away, and he feared he had killed the
man for time. Now Jaska broke
trail ahead. his sullen. swollen fea-
lures baleful ia their injury.
Down the steep bank they slid.
across the bumped up sea ice at the
river mouth aud into the village.
AT the greeting OF their guide to his
tribesmen George started. Twelve
years OF coast life had taught him the
dialect from Point Barrow south. and
he glanced at Captain 10 fnd whether
he, too. had heard the message AS
Jaska handed talisman 10 the chief |
ne STROBE TO BIN aud snntched t.
"oho. It's Father orIoff. is ~ D.
himw He gazed at the token. white
spruce chip with strange marks and
carvings.
"what does 1t mean. Georgey' said
the blind man.
Its a long story, Charlie. and
black. You should have known Il be-
fore we started. I'm marked man In
this coast country. It's 0rlorf's work,
the renegade. Father he calls him
self-father TO these devils he rules
and robs for himself In the name OF
the church. His hate is bitter. and
he'd have my life II these watery liv-
cred ours didn't dread the sound of
my voice. God help him when we /,
meet
He shook his hairy claws at the hos
tile circle then cried TO the chief In
the native tongue:
"Oh. Shaman. We come bleeding
and hungry. Hunger grips us. and our !
bones are stifr with frost. The light Is
gone from my brothers eyes. and we :
are sick. Open you the door TO the
mission house that the 'Minoks' may
Test and grow strong" .
The indians clustered before the =
,ortal. with its rude cross above. and ~
stared Indignantly while the chief
poke. At the name OF his enemy the
eyes OF George CLEANED. and y
lie growled contemptuously, advancing =
mong them. They scattered at the ~
manner OF his coming. aud he struck
he padlocked door till IL ratified stiff -
y. Then, spying the cross overhead.
e lifted up and gripped the wood, 1t ~ ~
anne away ripping aud. with walls 8
n
hey closed about him. "a
Here, Cap. Bust her I'm quick~ =,
lie dragged Captain before the en- az az
rance, thrusting the weapon upon IN
i'm, then ran ferociously among the
eople. He snatched them to him, cuff ~
lg like bear and trampling them =.
ito the snow Those who came into ou
no reach OF his knotty arms crumpled
p and twisted under his feet. He ra
'hirled into the group. roaring hoarse-
I. bis angry. grease blackeued face 'i''
ideous with rage. The aborigine is
OF fighting machine. For him the
de step and counter have no being. Ne
hey melted ahead of his blazing 'u'
rath and he whisked them, fleeing. w,
y their garments, so that they felt
he stamp of his moccasined heels
Captain dragged the team within. no.
nd George. following, blocked the Ve'
battered door, is
We're safe as long as we stay In
lie church." said he ml
Right of sanctuary. Ell? Does it 6a
cur to you how we're going to get
1t?' .
Never mind. Well get out some kn'
ow." said he. and that night as the
haflie Captain. late university man orl
nd engineer. lay with eyes swathed fro
steaming cloths the whaler spoke Tor
oerosely and with the bitterness of VIII
,Aat wrong do.