Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1913-08-18

want, - nj I'll shoot tho man eoeS
tFies to reach ye. Ha. hal I1ss
frsssine. eh3 George VIII TAN %
kssD - awake. 4 dirty t5iek Of to
river 70 ehsat mo %! I've fattsnsd
for years on the hops Of stamping
your hfe cut, and now's re sobeed
me. But III stick TIL ysfss safe IN
h-l"
The man cried pisssussy. turning ~
bleared eyes toward TIE sound
"shset. Why don't you, and snd ~
Can't You see we're freex.agr He
stood up n bis carapaee of sta6snsd
clothes, shivsring palsaedly.
The trssst thing - ever sa3d."
cried George. and he swung his Colts
into visw. zen favor you. anA m
keep my vow" He raised The Gun
The splashing Of TIE distant dogs
broke the silence. A native knslt
SHINY.
.aeorss. aeorssr' Captain had
stumbled down among them and
plueked at biz arm. peering dimly into
hts distorted face. 'tGreat God! An
you . murderer1. They'll b dead ~
fore We can save them"
'eavs 'emr' said George. while res
con fought with bis mania. who's
going to save 'em? He needs killing.
I'm hungry for his hfe."
"Hs's q man. George. They've both
human, and they're dying in sight Of
~ Give him q chance. Fight IKE Q
man."
Al he spoke the fury fell away nom
the whaler. and he became the alert
strong man of the frontier. knowing
the quick danger and meeting It
Soaked to the armpits, he smashed .
trail through which they reached the
hummock where the others lay, too
listless fer action.
At the shore they bore tho priest TO
their shelter. while tho guide was
snatehed into q nearby hut. They
hacked on his brittle clothes and sup
ported him to the bed.
"Hss badly frozen" whispered Cap
tain. "Can we save him?" They rub
bed and thawed for hours, but the
sluggish blood refused to dow into the
extremities, and Captain felt that this
man would die for lack Of amputation.
"'Tis no use" finally said the big
man despairingly. I've seen too many
Of 'em. We've done our best"
George Brace. I've harmed you bit
tsrly," declared Orion, land you're .
good man 10 help me %. It's no use.
We have both fought the cold death
and know when to quit came hero
to kill you. but you will 60 cut across
the mountains free. while rave In
madness and the medicine men make
charms over me. When you come into
Bethel mission I'll be dead. Goodby."
Good Ill! We're taking 70 to
Bethel and doctor In ten minutes.
A weeks travel AZ the trail goes. but
wen savea chunk Of ye yet, old man"
Five days later a broken team
crawled over the snow to the Mora
Wan missiea, urged by tive men saunt
from the tran and blistered BY the
cold. From the sledgs came shrieks
and throaty mutterlngs, horfid CAB
bhnss Of postfreezing Madness and
DR.. Forrest lifting back tho robe.
found Orion dashed into his couch.
give days from Togiak, 200 miles
IN heavy trails" explained George
YEARLY as the cries Of tho nautac
sdimmed hshind the log wallA
Tive hours later Forrest spoke grave.
" - they naKsed their frostbites.
''We've operated. He will recover"
tits q sad, sad day" mourned
George. 1T just takes the taste out Of
everything. He's cripple, chr
"Yes-helpless! did not know
Father Orion had many-er-friends
hereabouts," continued the doctor. .He
was thought to be hated BY the whites.
I'm glad the report was wrong"
Friends be DID," said the ether
strongly. whats friend? Ye can
get them any place, but where can 70
and another enemy like that manf'