The daily Alaskan., 1914-06-09

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 foot became dislodged, starting to roll down the sharp decline. Watching, she saw 1t suddenly disappear in a narrow crack in the worn rock of the hillside.
 A moment later there came a tiny thud as 1t struck bottom, a thud that reverberated with a strangely hollow sound.
 The man did not seem to notice it and looked up as she rose after awhile to go on her way.
 "Goodby," he said gently, but she did not speak.
 At supper time the men came strag- gIing in, some weary and hopeless, oth- CTS singing, a pathetic file in the high blue shadow of the mountains, and crowded about the basins and the towels
 The girl hung upon the outskirts of the crowd, busy at some task, but coy ertly watching for the figure that was not like those others.
 And she knew-long before her fa- ther stood at the cook shack door and checked them off by number as they filed in to the evening mc0l-shc knew.
 She dld not need the sudden halt in the roll call, the repetition of his mum ber, its iteration, the CIaucos of in- quiry, the questions, to tell her that 1t had happened.
 There was sudden confusion. The supper sat untasted on the tables while a search was made of the shacks and tents.
 Then there was order, and squads were made up and details given and she saw a gun suddenly spring into sight on her fathers hip.
 Tn ten minutes the honor camp was out on the hiIIsidcs starting the first man hunt, for this was the first time man had broken his parole.
 The girl ran at her fathers side, 1.-the and strong in her short skirt and trim mountain boots, silent. listening to the buzz of comment and specu.a- ton.
 Like bloodhOunds the squads went first to the wash below the high orchcd culvert which carried off the most threatening of the big mountains rush Ing rlvulets in the rains. Here lay his tools, but of himself or the way he had gone there was no sign.
 Skipped" said her father dlsdain. fully, "and him a 'Tusy'-the first man to play the internal fool, for it. mean a long addition to his term when he's caught. And hell be caught Now we'll spread out from here
 But here the girl pushed through and stood just over the long crack in the slanting rock. She leaned forward a bit, as if she wished her ringing young voice to carry downward.
 You're wrong, dad" she cried strongly. q tell you you're wrong. 1 The mans been a hunter-a fisher He's the putteed, gauntIeted, tailored khaki kind, and the pull of the hills and woods has been too strong. Hes gone for a time, but hell come back. The freedom and the wild have walked the old IOngings in him. and he's flung out to the woods. but he'll come back | [ know, for my rifle and my steel fly rod are gone
 Rosie" said her father gravely, you've never been a fool before, Go on back to your mother Obediently, having fallen contentcdly silent, she went and the squads spread up and down the great watershed m grim and orderly fashion.
 When the midnight stars stood over head there was a tiny, whispering sound at the culvert, and man came l crawling cautiously out of it. having merely raised the mat of dropping ferns that concealed the mouth of as fine a natural underground cavern that gave at the upper end as one might need for such a purpose as his.
 Now he strengthened cautiously and listened. Far up on the ridge he could hear occasional scattered shouts where his fellows searched for him. He smiled grimly.
 His dark eyes were full of fire and grim determination, and the excite ment of great hazard marked his clean lined face. He was starting for free dom. But the first careful step ap- palled him by its consequence. He put his foot on something that rolled and sent him rattling down the wash, while the object of the disaster slid with him.
 With hls heart stopped still he put out his hands and felt of it It was @ steel fishing rod, it's joints tied to- gether. Dangling from it he found, as his fingers slipped along it, a reel full of line and fly book.
 It had been placed directly across the cuIverts mouth.
 With his face a study in the dark l ness he crept slowly back, reaching with bis sensitive hands along the rocky bed. They came upon the cold l metal of a gun-a neat, light rifle.
 "Lordr he said under his breath.