Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-09-10

for distant parties were still expect
ed to turn up. Except for them the
brigade would have been compelled
to leave with only scanty rest.
Lorimer slept lightly that night,
and whenever he awoke he was con-
scious that his wife was watching
silently, sobbing softly now and
then, like child who is weary after
much weeping.
Yet in the morning her eyes were
dry, and she moved about bravely,
packing his waterproof canvas war
bag and showing him where she put
the things that would be needed
most frequently on the journey.
The breakfast was served early.
It was a hearty one and better
cooked than those old Anne used to
turn out, for Ameou had supervised
It personally. Mashkaugan de-
voured great quantities of food in
utter silence; but Lorimers notwith-
standing his wife's encouragements,
found it hard to swallow.
Don't you worry about any
might be gone over a couple Of
months, long before real cold wealth
er comes. nj take care of every
thing. If you find the going too bad,
come right back. No use considering
anythI that can't be worked by a
brigade
"Up to Mukumeshu Lake it's all
right, since we have quite a lot of
Injuns coming own from there
every year. They're only acquaint-
ed with one of the three rivers that
run into it. The other two we ougn.
to know more about. You'll have to
look 'em over. You've got all July
and August before you. Won't be
bothered by anything but flies"
They had discussed this already
over and over; but, like all men who
live in the wilderness and have few
matters to talk about, they th'ashed
over details to the utmost.
Curran had risen from the table,
and was pretending to look at Lori
mer's gun, his open manner giving
no inkling that he was not an honest
man, giving the best advice to
friend
The time to leave was now at
hand. Lorimer threw the strap of
his pack over his shoulder, as it was
not worth while to adjust the tump-
line to his forehead for the few
yards down the river. Ameou fol-
| lowed, carrying the repeating rifle.
The provisions had been expertly
slowed in the canoe by Mashkaugan.
who was waiting quietly, pipe
in mouth, ready for the start. Final
ly husband and wife drew apart.
Remember to tarry no longer
than the end of August" she said,
"for early in the month of falling
leaves-thou knowestw
He smiled at her tenderly md
bade her good-by again.
He was about to step into the ca
noe when Curran came up to him.
Don't like to pu. my oar in" said
the chief agent, land I'll shut up if
you tell ME to; but | had notion
maybe, as you were going for long
trip, you'd like to fix up something
for your woman. A chap can never
tell. If anything happened to
you"
you're a good fellow, Boyce"
interrupted Lorimer, seizing his
hand. 81 ought to have thought
about it, but we've been so confound-
edly busy. Come up to the store
with me. l still have couple of
hundred pounds of my own in Eng
land, and some salary the company
owes me-"
They walked back to the post. A
peculiar smile again came to Cur
rams lips.
Lorimer sat at the board table, a
product Of the cross-cut saw, where
pelts were generally spread out for
inspection, and with a rather rusty
pen began to write. What he wrote
was brief:
Being of sound mind, and
about to undertake long jour
ney, hereby leave and bequeath
all that | may die possessed of,
Of every kind and nature, to my
beloved wife Ameou, daughter
Of Nimissuts, Nascaupee In
dian, and declare this, before
witnesses, to be my last will and
testament.
(Signed)
LAWRENCE LORIMER.
To Be Continued.