New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-02-16

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take the ordeal. Neither said a word
until he stood with his hand on the door
latch
I'll be back by day after tomorrer morn
IN, he said quietly. "lf I'm not, You'll
understand and then it'll be your turn to
try
Dave nodded slowly. "Yes," he replied,
III YOU re not back by then, I'll know that
you-' and turned away
The door opened TO admit the sullcn
moan of the coming storm, the dcathly chill
OF the air, and the harsh, weaving blackncsS
e the night. 1t closed again abruptly. For
an instant Dave stood there, his face twisting.
his hands clcnching, his breast heaving and
then made a dash for the door. He lerked
it open, and needless of disturbing the sick
man, shouted:
"Charlcy! Oh, Charley! Goodby, Boy,
| GoodbVi'
Only the roar Of the storm and the pines
answered, and they seemed bent on drown
ing that longing cry Of old friendship
aroused, that shrek OF regret Canada
Charley had gone. Dave went back into
the room where old Ben lay, to do what ne
could, and to listen to the babbling Of the
dcliriouS voice, and to brood.
|OUR northern Billiards aren't easy to
~ face, believe me. They don't come
often; but when they do Death races in
their folds. I've found animals frozen in
their covcrts. I've fought for shelter with
them, in that truce Of desperation. And 50,
into this, 1.-THE and strong and travelling by
instinct, and shielding himself as best he
could, or painting YEARLY when the wind
gained the best OF il, plunged Canada Char
| lev. Sometimes he feared he had lost his
way, which led him for more than twenty
miles along the lake after which he hoped
To- find the old trappcrs' trail that led up
/ toward the tops Of the hills. He lost an
| hour iumbling along the beach at the point
where he thought 1t should begin, and then
found it and stumbled along in the woods
where the big trees sheltered him somewhat,
but where drifts climbed up to impede,
and covered brush Sprang TO catch his snow
shoes.
And so. shortly before daybrcak, ne was
still stumbling forward, chilled, tired, and
yet determined. He knew that a hunters
cache would supply him breakfast and
lcanto shelter, and fairly fell into this little
/ log storchouSc II was hard work TO keep
| from doing in that warmth; but ne rcSo-
llb'lN 4''li''4 4l4ll'' u Nt4A lilt' NI IIitti
dawn 20 make the last twenty miles Of his
run He went stronger, after that pause and
the food. and Il was easier, now that he
could see the little lane through the woods,
instead Of stumbling from II az intervals, as
| he had done through the night.
And SO II was that at eleven o'clock Of
| that ugly day a man, Ice coated round the
/ face where his breath had concealed and
ice coated over his mackinaw where the
/ heat Of his body had worked outward,
trudgcd doggclly into MacGill's, where
/ little village had sprung up around the
/ headquarters Of the big lumber company.
/ He went into the biggest store, where
the post-oiiicc was situated, and the
crowd Of men that was alternating there
during the storm looked at him ouuously.
/ Quick TO recognize the distress signs Of
travel, they nudgcd one another; for here
was a man who had escaped from the white
| death
Charley lost no time in talking 10 them,
but addressed the man behind the countcr
"Whcrc can find the doctors shop; hr
/ asked
Cabin up at the furdcr end Of the street
! Can't miss IT,
Without q word Charley turned and
walked out The I'm sign hanging from The
cabin displayed, in new gilt letter., 'hc
legend. Doctor Henry Thomc Canada
! Charley pushed the door open and cn'ofc.
without CEREMONY The place was Ike %