The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1915-12-16
Smoke BeEleW.
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prond. herd and tired. but in splendid
physical condition.

learned that he could fall Wild nun
dredweight on his back and survive.
but he was confident that If he fell
with that additional fifty pounds across
the back of his neck it would break
1t clean. Each trail through the
swamp was quickly churned bottom
less by the thouSa ndS' of packers. who
We're compelled continually TO make
new trails. 1t was while pioneering
such new trail that he solved the
problem OF the extra fifty.
The soft sluSh surface gave way un-
der him He tioundered and pitched
forward on his face. The fifty pounds
crushed bis face into the mud aE6
went clear without Swapping his neck.
With the remaining hundred pounds
on his back he arose OH hands anG
knees. But he got no farther. One
arm sank to the shoulder. pillowing
his check in the SillSh. AS he drew
shoulder. In this position it was i'm
possible to slip the straps. and the hun
dredweight on his back wuUid not let
MIN rise.
On bands and knees. sinking first
one arm and then the other. lie made
nn effort to crawl to where the small
suck of flour had fallen. But he eX-
hauSted himself without udvancing
and so clurnI and broke the grass
surface that Il tiny pool of water began
to form in peri.ous proximity to his
mouth and nose.
He tried to throw himself Oh his back
with the pack underneath. but this re-
suited in sinking both arms to the
shoulders and gave him Il furetaste Of
drowning. Then he began to call for
help. After time he heard the sound
Of feet sucking through the mud as
some one advanced from behind.
Lend hand. friend" he said.
Throw out a life line or something"
1t was Il woman'S voice that answer
ed. and he recognized it.
If you'll uni,uckie the straps can
get up
The hundred IiuuirIs rulieu into the
mud with Ii sug"y noise. and he slowly
g;,intN his feet
"A pretty lrrcirament." Miss Gastell
laughed at sight OF his mud covered
face.
Not at ALL" be replied airily. My
favorite physical exercise stunt"
He wiped his face. hinging the sush
from his hand with snappy jerk.
oh. she cried in recognition. Its
Mr.. --;lh-Mr. Smoke Beliew"
Il thank you gravely for sour timely
rescue and for that name" he nsWer
cd. II have been doubly baptized
Heneforth / shall iu>ist always on he
ing called Smoke Rel!ew''
The urctic culne down upare. Snow
that had ruiiie to stay Jay six inches OF
the ground. and the ice wIS forming il
quiet ponds despite the fierce gales
that blew. 1t wis III the late after
noon during IL iull in such gale thai
Kit and John Beiiew helped tht
cousins load the boat and watched il
disappear down the lake III snow
squall.
Al IAo III" ~ Airiil SISf-p stlo STtt
Il start in the morning. said join
Rellew. IF We aren't storm bound a
the summit Well make Dyea tomorrow
| night. and it We have tuck in catchin:
| Il steamer Well be in San Francisco il
Z week"
Their camp for that last night a
| Linderlnun was Il melancholy remnant
Everything Of use, including the tent
had been taken by the cousins,
| Only once during supper did XII
speak. "Ayuncular.' he said. "aftel
this | wish you'd can me Smoke Nv,
made some smoke ON this trail. have
not:"
A few minutes later he wandered
away in the direction OF the village 0
tents that sheltered the gold rusher
who were still packing or building
their boats. He was gone severa
hours. and when he returned ana slip
ped into his blankets john 'ellcw wa
asleep.
In the darkness OF gale driver
morning Kit erawied out, built fir
in his stocking feet. by which he tha "
ed out his frozen shoes. then Doile,
coffee and fried bacon. il was q chilly
miserable iiiuul. As soon as it wa
finished they strapped their blankets
AS John Bellew turned to lead the VA
toward the Chilkoot trail Kit held ou
his hand
Goodby, avuncuiar." he said.
John Bellew looked at him an
swore in his surprise.
But what are you going to do?"
Kit waved his hand in Il general d
rection nurthward over the storm laSi
ed lake. Whats the use of turnin
back after getting this far" he askeC
Besides, I've got my taste or mea
and like it. I'm going on
You're broke" protested John Be
lew. You have 10 outfit"
I've got IL job. Behold Your nephew
Christopher Smoke Bellew: He's got
Job. He's II gentlemunS IMAM. He
got d; job ut $50 per month and yrui
He's going down to Dawson with
couple of dudes and another genti,
mans mancamp cook. boatman an
general all around hustler. Goodby:'
But John Beliew was dazed an
could only mlItter u don't unde
stand"
They say the bald face grizzlies Ill
thick in the Yukon BASIN" Kit e!
planned. We'll. I've got only one ST.
of underclothes. and I'm going afts
: the bear meat. that's ALL"
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