The Lehi banner. [volume] (Lehi, Utah) 1891-1917, 1914-10-10

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a,ra, save look TO yourself and keon
away from America. ""N N'ep
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his own selection
e"t Jays out Of London. a second.
oa'e passenger newly landed from
one OF the c'P. steamships. he walked
'ne streets OF Quebec-and dropped
out OF sight between dark and dawn
70 turn up presently in the distant
oanauian hamlet OF Bale St Paul ap-
POI oa'iy very tenderfooted American
wooustraveler chaperoned by a tact
turn indian guide picked up heaven
knows.where.
crossing the st. Lawrence by night.
.ne Two struck OF quietly into the
nin'eriand OF the Notre Dame range.
then crossed the Maine border.
on the second noon thereafter.
trail-worn and weary, as lean as their
depieted packs, the two paused on a
r,use'poie OF the wilderness up back
OF the Allagash country, and made
their midday meal in a silence which,
II normal In the Indian, was one OF
deep misgivings on Alan's part.
continually his gaze questioned the
northern skies that lowered porten.
tously' foul with smoke-a country
wide conflagration that threatened all
northern Maine, bone-dry with
drought
Only the south offered a fair pros
pect. And the fires we're making
southwark far faster than man might
hope to travel through that grim and
stubborn land.
Even as he stared, Alan saw fresh
columns OF dun-colored smoke spring
up In the northwest.
Anxiously he consulted the impas-
sive mask OF the Indian, from whom
MS questions gained Alan little com.
fort. Jacob recommended forced
marches to Spirit lake, where canoes
might be found to aid their fight;
and withdrew into sullen reserve.
They travelled far and fast by dim
forest trails before shutdown. then
again paused for food and rest And
as Jacob sat deity about preparing
the meal. Alan stumbled of to whip
the little trailside stream for trout
Perhaps a hundred yards upstream,
the backlash Of a careless cast by his
weary hand hooked the state of Maine.
Too tired even to remember the APP
propriate words, Alan scrambled
ashore. forced through the thick UNI
dergrowth that masked the trail,
found his fly, set the state OF Maine
free-and swinging on his heel
brought up, nose to a sapling, trans
fixed by a rectangle of white paste
board fixed to its trunk. trey OF
hearts, OF which each pip had been
neatly punctured by 22-caliber bull
let.
He carried 1t back to camp. mean
ing to consult the guide. but on sec.
ond thought, held his tongue. II was
not likely that the Indian had over
looked an object so conspicuous on
the trail.
So Alan waited for him to speak
and meantime determined to watch
Jacob more narrowly, though no other
suspicious circumstance had marked
the several days OF their association.
The first half OF the night was. as
the day. devoted to relentless prog
ress southwark thirty minutes OF
steady Jogging. five minutes for rest
and repeat.
No more question as to the need for
such urgent haste; overhead the north
wind muttered without ceasing. Thin
wells of smoke drifted through the for
est, hugging the ground. like some
weird acrid mist; and ever the cur
tanned heavens glared. livid with re-
flected fires.
BY midnight Alan had come to the
bounds of endurance; flesh, bone and
sinew could no longer stand the strain.
Though Jacob declared that Spirit
lake was now only six hours distant,
as far as concerned Alan he might
have said 600. His blanket once I'M
rolled, Alan dropped upon 1t like one
drugged.
The sun was high when he awak-
ened and sat up, rubbing heavy eyes,
stretching aching limbs, wondering
what had come over the Indian to let
him sleep so late.
OF sudden he was assailed by sick
ening fears that needed only the brief
est investigation to confirm. Jacob
had absconded with every valuable
item OF their equipment.
Nor was his motive far to seek.
Overnight the fire had made ire
mendous gains. And ever and anon
the wind would bring down the roar
Of the holocaust, dulled by distance
hut not unlike the growing Of wild
animals feeding on their kill.
Alan delayed long enough only to
swallow a few mouthfuls of raw food,
eulped water from spring, and set
ont at dog-trot or the trail to Spirit
| Lake.
For hours he Numbered blindly on,
holding to the trail mainly by instinct.
At length. painting, gaspng, half
blinded, ~ staggered into little nat
mral clearing and plunged forward