The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-04-10
"The sacrifice is big, but the pay is [ is. all r.ccraai,.ea ,,

bigger. Loyalty is all require.
 tI'm ready now, sir.''
 t.We can't see to travel before dawn. Help Tom load the lightest boat with irations for five days. If we run short we'll 'siwash' it" He kicked off his rubber boots, upended them to drain the water out, then flung himself upon his bed of boughs and was asleep ai- most before the two had recovered from their surprise.
 Hive days OF longer!." Slater said gloomily as he and Dan began their preparations. And me with indiges- tion!''
 what does it mean?'' queried Alp pleton.
 1t means I'll probably succumb."
 s'HIo, no! Whats the meaning of this change of plan? I can't understand it''
 "You don't need to- Happy Tom informed him curtly. There was look of solicitude in his face as he added T wish I'd made him take off his wet clothes before he went to sleep"
 Let's wake him up..'
 But Slater shook his head. ssI'd soon- CT wake a rattlesnake,'' said he.
 O'Neil reused the members of his ex- petition while the sky was reddening faintly, for he had mind which work ed like an alarm clock. All except Appleton had worked for him before, and the men accepted his orders to await his return with no appearance of surprise. !,
 With the first clear light he and his two companions set out, rowing up the estuary of the Salmon until the cur rent became too swift to stem in that manner. Then landing, they ngged bride for the skiff, fitted their shoul- ders to loops in ninety foot tow rope and began to track their craft up against the stream. It was heart breaking work Frequently they were waist deep in the cold water Long ttsweepers'' with tips awash in the flood interfered with their efforts. The many branches of the stream forced them to make repeated crossings, for the delta was no more than an endless series of islands through which the current swiEled. When dusk overlook them they were wet, weary and weak from hunger With the dawn they were up and at it again, but their task became constantly more difficult be- cause of the floating glacier ice, which 1 increased with every mile- They were obliged to exercise the extremest eau tion. Hour after hour they strained against the current until the ropes bit into their aching flesh, bringing raw places out on neck and palm. Hour after hour the ice went churning past, | and through it all came che intermit- tent echo of the caving glaciers ahead | of them.
 Dan Appleton realized very soon whither the Journey was leading, and at thought of actually facing those ter TOTS which loomed so large in cenjec- ture his pulses began to leap. He had 8 suspicion of O,Neil,s Intent, ,--hl1t dared not voice it. Though the scheme seemed mad enough, it's very audacity fascinated him. It would be worth while to take part in such an under l taking, even if it ended in failure. l And somehow, against his judgment, he felt that his leader would find a way.
 For the most part O'Neil was as si- lent as man of stone, and only on those rare occasions when he craved relief from his thoughts did he encour- age Dan to talk Then he sometimes listened, but more, frequently he did not. Slater had long since become q dumb draft animal, senseIess to dis comfort except in the hour of relaxa- l ton, when he monotonously cata- logued his ills
 "Are you married man?' O'Neil in quired once of Dan.
 'fNot yet. sir.''
 "F'amtly ?''
 (To Be Continued.1 | l Anti-governrnent rtotine is renorted