The Red Cloud chief., 1913-06-26
even UNTO DEATH
Story Concerning Love and
Death IN the Frozen Wilds
of the North.
BY JACK LONDON.

BY JACK LONDON.
II might have been due to mere CO
Incidence. 1t might have been be.
cause there are urdreamed-of bonds
between the quick and the dead, and
1t might have been that Bat Morgan.
ston felt a blind consciousness Of the
future. when he turned suddenly to
Frona Payne and asked. Even unto
DEATH"
Frona Payne was startled for the
moment. Her shallow nature would
not permit her to understand the
strength of strong mans love; such
things had no place In her tickle stan
dard. Yet she knew men we'll enough
to repress her inclination to smile; so
she looked up to him with her serious
child's eyes, placing hand on each
brawny shoulder. and answered.
Even unto death. Bat, dear"
And as he crushed her to him, half.
doubling, he passionately cried, III II
should happen so, even In death l
shall claim you. and no mortal man
shall come between!"
How absurd" she thought as she
freed herself and watched him untan-
Cling his dogs. And a handsome fel-
low he was as he waded among the
fierce brutes. pulling here and showing
there, cutting right and left, and drag.
ging them over and under the frozen
traces till the team stood clear. Nip
ped by intense cold to tender pink,
Yy,n h ho n
tale Of strength and indomitability.
His hair. falling about his shoulders
I'm thick masses Of silky brown, was
probably more responsible for win
ming the woman's fleeting affections
than all the rest Of him put together.
Yet when men ran their eyes up and
down his six foot two OF Drawn. they
declared him a man. from his beaded
moccasins to the crown Of his wolf.
skin cap. But. then. they were men.
She kissed him once. twice. and yet
a third time. in her shy, trusting way;
then he broke out the sled with the
gee-pole, "mushed.up" the dogs as
only dog driver can. and swung
down the hill to the main river trail.
the snowy submits to the south. turn.
ed the tiny frost particles to scintil-
Eating gems, and through this dazzling
gassamer Bat Morganston disappeared
on his journey down the Yukon 20
Forty Mile. Down there he was &C.
counted a king, in virtue Of the rich
dirt which was his after the dreary
years he had spent in the darkness of
the Arctic Circle. Dawson had no
claims upon him. He did not own a
foot OF gravel in the district. nor was
ne smitten with its inhabitants-the
che-cha-quas that had rushed In like
jackals and spoiled the good old times
when men we're men and every man
brother. In fact. the only reason
for his presence, and a most unstable
one at that. was Frona. He had har.
messed his dogs and run up on the ice
to renew the pledges Of the previous
summer. and to plead for an early
date. Well, they were to be married
in June. and he was returning to the
management Of his mines with light
heart. June!-the cleanup promised
to be rich: ne would sell out; and
then. the States, Paris. the world! OF
course, he doubted-most men dc
when they leave a pretty woman be-
hind: but ere he had reached Forty
Mile he no longer mistrusted. and by
the time he froze his lungs on a
moose hunt and died month later, he
had attained state OF blissful optim
Ism.
Frona waved him goodbye, and also
with light heart. turned back to her
fathers cabin; but. then. she had nc
doubts at all They were to be mar
ried in June. That was all settled
And It was no unpleasant prospect
To tell the truth. she thought she
would rather like It, Men thought q
great deal of him. and 1t was a match
not to be ashamed Of. Besides, he was
rich. People who should know. said
he could at any time clean up half a
million, and II his American Creek In
terests turned out anywhere near az
reported. he would be a second Mac
Donald. Now this meant a great deal
for Macdonald was the richest miner
in the north, and the most conserva
tive guessers varied by several mil
lions in the appraisement Of his
wealth
, Now be II known that the sin Frona
Payne committed was a sin OF deed
not fact. There we're no mail-teams
between Forty Mile and Dawson. and
as Bat Morganston's mines were still
a hundred miles into the frozen will
derness from Forty Mile, no news oi
his. death came up the river. And
since he had agreed to write only on
the highly improbably contingency oi
a stray traveller passing his diggings
she thought nothing Of his silence. Te
all intents, so far as she was con
cerned. he was alive. So the sin she
committed was of a verify a sin oi
deed.
BY no method may a woman's sou
be analyzed. by no scales may 9
woman's motive be weighed. so n(