The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1913-09-18

as plainly as DISGUST peeTtt
from the seams In his DARK
face 1t lurked IN his scow and In th'
,url Of his long rawhide that BIT
among the sled dogs. SO at least
Thought willard as he chung 10 the
swinging sledge.
They were skirting the coast, keep
ing to the glare Ice. wind swept and
clean, that lay outside the jumbled
shore pack. The team ran silently In
the free gait OF the gray wolf, romp-
Ing in harness from pure JOY OF mo-
ton and the intoxication of perfect
life. making the sled runners whine
like the song OF cutlass.
This route Is dangerous, of course,
from hidden cracks In the foes. and
most travellers hug the bluffs, but he
who rides with Pierre "Feroce" takes
chances. II was this that had won
him the name OF "Wild" Pierre, the
most reckless, tireiess man Of the
trails. scoffer at peril. boIting
through danger with rush and frenzy.
overcoming sheerly by vigor those OBJ
stacies which destroy strong men In
the north.
The power that pulsed within him
cleaned from his eyes, rang In his
song. showed In the aggressive thrust
of his sensual face.
This particular morning, however.
Pierres distemper had crystalllzed
into a great contempt for his compan-
ion. or all trials the most detestable
Is TO hit the trail with half man, a
pale, anaemic weakling like this stran-
ger.
Though modest In the extent of his
learning. Pierre gloated in freedom
OF speech the which no man dared
deny him. He turned TO eye his com
panion cyuically for second time
and contempt WAS patent In his gaze
Willard appeared slender and pallid
In his furs, though his clear cut fea-
lures spoke certain strength and
much refinement.
BAH | t'ink you dam poor fellerr'
he said finally. low you going stan
thees trip. Ell? She's need beeg mans.
not leetle runt like you"
Amusement at this frankness glim- |
mered In Wizards eyes.
You're like all ignorant people |
You think 81 order to stand hardship |
a man should be able to toss a sack of
-four in his teeth or juggle a cask of
salt horse"
Sure ting" grinned Pierre. That's
right Look at me. Mebbe you hear
bout Pierre 'Feroce' some time. chr"
"0h. yes; everybody knows you.
knows you're a big bully I've seen
you drink quart OF this wood alcho-
hoi they call whisky up here and then
jump the bar from a stand, but you're
all anlmal-you haven't refinement and
the culture that makes real strength
It's the mind that makes us stand
punishment"
'Ha. ha. hap' laughed the Canadian.
wat fonny talk She'll take the
heducate man for stan the col, eh2
Mon Dieur He roared again TIL the
sled dogs turned fearful glances back
ward and bushy tails dropped under
the weight of their fright Great
noise came oftenest with great rage
from Pierre, and they had too fire.
quently felt them both to forget
Yes; you haven't the mentality.
Some time you'll use up .your physical
resources and go to pieces like a
burned wick"
Pierre was greatly amused. His yell
low teeth shone. and he gave vent to
violent mirth as, following the
thought. he pictured naked mind
over the hills with the
quicksilver at 90 degrees.
did you ever see a six day race?
)f course not. You barbarians haven't !.
Junk TO the level of our dissolute
,ast. where we JOY In Roman spec \
acles. But II you had you'd see it's
viii that wins; it's the man that eats 7
lis soul by inches. The educated
Older stands the campaign best You !
un too much to muscle You're not G
II t'fnk mebbe you'n ave chance for
how i'm, thees stout will OF yours.
'he's going be long 'mush' troo the
plentee snow, plentee cold"
Although Pierre's ridicuie was gall
ng. Willard felt the charm of the
morning too strongly to admit OF an
er or to argue his pet theory.
Inc sun. brilliant ana cold, lent a
aradoxical cheerfulness to the DESC av
alton, and. though never a sign of az
fe broke the stiffness around them. IN
be beauty Of the scintfrlant. gleam- v
1g mountains. distinct as canoes, that
uarded the bay, appealed to him with !.
be strange attraction of the arctics- 40
hat attraction that calls and calls in No,
istenty till men forsake Gods coun- fr
~ for its mystery.
he breathed the biting air cleaned o.,
y leagues of lifeless barrens and ho
ODDS of cracking frost till he ached -,
Nth the exhilaration of a perfect 80
1orning on the Circle. ~
Also before him undulated the grand ha
st string of dogs the coast had known. 81,
even there were, tall and gray, with
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