The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1914-02-16

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fulAllsA the duties, many ana Ais.
agreeable. which bearded Old Tom
Ted took delight In laying upon his
young shoulderA
/ remembered. tee. tAs sz,rssslen Of
Aumef ana meckinG tolsfancs which
used to invade the bey's -fAos when
ever old Tom we overtAken BY one
Of his habitual nts Of talking big.
Once when Tom spoke ~ the camp.
nrs Of some lake TO- which b desired
that the shores had nsvse bAsn trod.
den BY white mans foot, joe had to
cover his mouth with HE hand. when
We were alone. Todd having departed
to make some necessary repairs to
the canoe. asked Joe what he meant
by laughing at his elders.
IL suppose . boys foot aln't q mans
anyways" remarked Joe iAnocsntiy.
and more he would not ay.
n fact, Il was with such memories
- theos that I amused myself ~
trampsd forward over the rough paths.
49, .Sw S. 70: va Wa S. .SxTr ~ into snx
within the little ring q miles that COM
posed his home district. but Q little also
out m he great world beyond.
The sun was showing over the tree.
tops when drew rein by the door Of
the shack, and at the same moment
came Ia viow OF the slim but powerful
figure Of q young man who was busy
rolling some gear into . pack. He
raised himself and. Just ~ I was about
to speak, drawisd out:
10y, .MyI NJ !, !. euar'sch' ''ni wA''d's
The young woodsman eams forward
with q iasy stride and gavO me vel.
come with q curious geptleness that
was one Of his characteristics. out
which left ne In no doubt 80 TO It's
gsniality.
feel that / shall never b able to
describe November. Suffice to say
that the loose knit boy remembered
had developed into one OF the hnest
specimens OF manhood that ever grew
up among the balsam teeeA: near SIX
feet tall, 1.-THE and powerful. with .
neck like a column. and q straight.
featured face, the sheer good looks OF
this son of the woods ware disturb
Ing. He was clearly also not only
the product but the master OF his en-
"WeII, we'll. Mr.. ouaritch, nany's
.s . had With old Tom way up on the
"They were good days. Joe, weren't
they"
Sure. sure. they wsrei''
II hope We shall have some more
together"
IF is hunting you want, I'm glad
You're here, Mr.. Ouar1tch. There's q
Yins buck using around BY Widdeuey
Pond. Maybe We will get . look at
him come sunset. for he most al
ways moves out Of the thick bush
about dark" Then humor IN spark
in his splendid grey eyes a. he looked
up At me. But we'll have cup O
N November JossSfsy the way. /
ought to mention nat his birth In
the month Of November had gtven
him his nams). ~ ] eay, November
Jos's weakness for tea had In the
old days besn . target upon which
I had often exercised my faculty for
irony and banter. The weakness was
evidently still alive. smiled: per.
haps Il wac Q relief 70 md . weak
point In this alarmingiy adequate
young man.
II had hoped to have = hunt With
you, November" said l.. Indeed. that
h WAT I came for, and there's moth
Ing rd like better than to try for
your rsd.desr buck tonight. but
while was At HardinCs there was .
ring. up on the phone and the Provin-
cial Police sent through . messase
for you. l. appears that q man
named Henry Lyon has been shot In
his camp 1t Big Tree Portage. A
lumberman found him and phoned
the news into Quebec. The ChSof OF
Police wants you to take ON the case.
He told me to say that success would
AL
That's too bad" said Joe. I'D
sooner hunt q deer than . nso>Any
day. Makes . fellow feel less bad.
IKE whom he comes up with him.
Well, Mr.. 0uAritoh, must be getting
on, but you'll BE- wanting another
rude. Th:r:s Charley Paul down
Look here. November. don't
want Charley Paul or any other guide
but you. The fact OF the matter In.
that Cir Andrew AcLerrick. the great
doctor who was out with you last
fall, has told me that l have been
overdoing II and must come into the
woods for rest. I've three months to
you won't take three months finding
out who murdered Lyon"
joe looked srave. II may take more
than that" said he. for maybe I'll
never and out at all. But I'm right
pleased. Mr.. ouaritch. to hear you
can. stay 20 long. Thsr6e plenty Of
grub IN my shack. and I dare cay
hat ohan't b many days gone"
How Tar 10 Il TO Big Tree Por.
tage~
"Tye miles - The river and eight
.r1 like to 70 With you."
He eAyo me one Of his quick smiles.
Then I guess you'll have 10 walt for
youF breAlgfast tiu w Aro In the
eaooe. Tura the, mare leoss. She'll
make Harding's BY afternoon"
Joe entered the shack and came out
again With one Or two articles. In
ave minutes he had put together q
tent. my sleepin9- thiugs. food. am
munition. and all neoessartes. The
whole bundle he secured with his
packing strap. iiftsd II ana set out
through the Woodss
CHAPTER III.
The Crime at BIG Tree
Portage.
HAVE somstimss wondered
Whistler he was not irksd
A4 the prospect Of my