Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1913-01-28
tackled the task like an incarnate

will.
! Logs and boughs and dead.wood
held him back; countless obstacles
out In agony as he realized that his
age was telling against him. He felt
strangely tender at this meeting with
death In it's simple and most merci-
full form. He clinched his teeth hard.
felt his heart swell as II to burst, his
lungs labor In agonized heavings--and
when Trudeau, the guide, overlook him
he found him frenzied man. covered
with dark streaks and splashes Of
blood, unconquerably hurting upon his
impossible task his last reserves Of
strength, with all that iron resolution
with which he had beaten down re-
sistance In his long battle with a re-
lentless world.
For Gods sake" he painted hoarse-
ly, help me get him to camp! We've
got doctor there!"
"How's the colonel!" said the doc
! tor, when he had done all he could for
the colonels victim.
Knocked all to pieces" answered
young man. Wants to know II
we've found out who the man is."
Colonel Loree was interrogating
Trudeau; surprised that he did not
know the name of the wounded man.
"Non,' answered Trudeau, "she tell
me his name, and give me carte, but
lose heem an forgets frs day. Re.
member wood, remember trail, 70
member face YER well-but name
she forget. She write lettaire an
cry, an all time put hg' In book. Zis
is heem; mebbe she tell name!
The smutched names were strange
to the colonel; but on another page
were some inexplicable references to
Kosmos Chemical affairs; and on the
cover were dim initials that looked
it, colonel"
81 know something is wrong went
on Trudeau; for tell her 1t ben tres
dangereuse to wear deerskin zhaquette
in zese wood In shooting seas0ne, |
turn zhaquette, red out. She 60 to-
ward your camp. I watch. ] see her
turn heem hair out. tell you mes
sieurs. Eat man want to 90 home In
wooden ove'coat. She have hungaire
to die"
I1OlO a lCSJCA VIC lOuAu AA0
pocket" said the young man. Look at
1t, colonel"
The colonel looked, saw his daugh-
ters name, remembered the familiar
look in the white, agonized, pitiful
| face; and saw the whole situation az
by some baleful flash-light.
Good God! Good God!" he cried.
TITS Van Dorm! Get things ready to
carry him in his bed to the car
quick, Johnson! And get the wire
as soon as you can. Have Tabbals
bring Gwennie--Mrs. Van Dorm
to Duluth Wire the hospital there!
You know what's needed--look after
things right, johnson, for think--I
think-Im going mad. old mani"
Mrs. Van Dorm ran into her fathers
arms In the hospital anteroom..
Through mazes OF frenzied anxiety she
felt IN epoch open IA her life with
that embrace from the father who had
put her out OF his life forever, as they
thought.
Dear, dear papa!" she whispered,
"let me go to Foster, quick!"
mot just now, Gwennie, little girl"
he said, patting her shoulder He's
asleep. Did you bring the-the baby?"
mo. no! thought-but FOSTER?
cried Gwendolyn. will he-wtl]
he
He'll live, by heaven!" cried the
colonel. II fred one fool for limiting
that he wouldn't; and now they're all
sure he'll pull through. Why, he's got
to live, Gwennie!"
The colonel reached for his hand.
kerchief, much hampered by Gwendo
lyn's arms.
"And when he's WE'LL" said he, Il
want your help-in business way.
I'm too old to fight q man like Foster.
He's got me down, Gwennie-beaten
me to earth. II he won't como IN
with me, it's all up with the Solar.
He's fine fellow, Gwen--I-like him,
you know-but he doesn't know how
hard he hits. You'll help your old
dad, won't you, Gwennie?"
To this point had the appeal Of con.
crete piteous need brought Colonel
Loree the ferocious, whose heart had
never once softened while he did 70
much more cruel things than the mere
shooting of Van Dorm. It broke
Gwendolyn's heart afresh.
"Oh, don't, papa!" she cried. Il
can't sta-stand 1t! He sha'nt use his
strength against you! I'll be on your
side. He's generous, papa-he wanted
to name baby Loree-and. oh must
On IA him Dapai cant waltz