The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1916-04-03
CHAPTER |.
The Camp on the littlo bsbos
r ENsEN drew tho note from hi
pocket and rcrcad ~

r ENSEN drew tho note from his
II pocket and rercad II,
You will Immediately proceed
60 tho camp on the Little bsbos. as
per previous instructions, and await
messenger from tho North. This
note will Identify YOU.
Jensen threw the sheet down on
the table beneath tho window and
gaEed speeulatively out across the
river.
To the north lay ungavs and the
vast Arctic solitudes. From there
who was coming1 And what would
he BRING On just what this mes
aenger from the North" would bring
hinged the success or failure OF
fensen's heart.breaking journey
that had finally brought him 10 this
rough, but comfortable, hree.room
cabin on tho edge OF tho Little
nahos river.
Alan Jensen was new and. 40
far. rather unimportant COG In that
vast machinery OF precautionary
measures the United States govern
msnt maintains TO guard the perm
anenco Of It's peace. and the purity
OF It's coinage.
A. Jensen cared out from the
cabin window across the Little
Babos. he saw ugly gray noun
talns OF yapor that he knew must
he an early winter storm swiftly
coming hin way.
Darkness was beginning 10 fall.
Jensen throw fresh iogn on tho fir"
and sat down TO walt. az he had
been waiting for ain days. lie had
found tho shack well stocked WITH
wood bu, nothing with which 10
make a light. Jensen puzzled much
over this odd circumstance.
Jensen had all but fallen into n
state OF half dreamy DOING when
he awoks with start. There Was
some one pounding on the door. and
no could hear dogs barking outside.
lilo strobe toward tho door and
threw Il vide.
'sWheew, But that fire looks
damn comforting" doomed a deep
contraito voice. and Jensen nearly
dropped TO his knees with amaze
ment
No haif.breed. no Esquimsu. not
even white man. was this person
who entered the door and pushed
past him toward his roaring IRE
Instead. woman ycang. fsir.
skinned. and fur-oiad. And she cor
tAlniy had said. Damn
Too amnrsi TO SPEAK. Jensen
stood gazing at this young woman
who had no snddeniy Invaded the
solitude OF the Little bsbos camp.
Who was abe. and where had she
come fromY
Toward him she had not even
glanced. Drawing tho bench closer
toward tho blaze. abe sat down 20
hold her palms out 10 tho grateful
warmth.
She was rather tall than abort.
and wor. a jacket OF black for.
tr~m~ndonniy expensive fur. as Jen.
sen we'll know, aud q FOX hood was
thrown back from her head. per
hitting q cloud OF spun-goid hair TO
fall about her glowing cheeks In
fascinating iansies OF disorder.
Jensen gained tho elusive impress
s,on a. he looked at her. that this
vas 4 YOUNG woman accustomed 10
the finer ,hiAss OF life.
He decided that = modest cough
would be the proper thing to call
her attention to bis presence In the
room.
"Ahemi-
With a start Of establishment. the
young woman glanced Jensen's way.
and a look OF anaxemcnt over.
spread her features.
Why. Why why" she cried In
ercscendo. who are your"
Jensen's heart became less buoy.
ant as he listened. This youns
woman was giving him excellent
evidence that II was she who was
the messenger from tho North"
| alluded TO IN tho note. and Jensen
felt rather certain that whatever
else tho messenger from tho North
might be. she was engaged In a
most disreputable business.
For answer TO her question OF
who he was. Jensen merely nodded
toward the note lying upon the
table: moro he did no; dare say.
II things were 20 be kept straight
I and abe unsuspicious, the note alone
would do IL.
The young woman arose from
) the bench before the blaze. picked
{ up the notc. and read Il IN the fire
, light.
! But. still DO not understand"
she declared with frowning brows
Then she threw UP her head with
, decisive motion as she added:
"Oh, this In absurd: who arc you.
anyway Don't try any damn non.
sense with me-"
Yes, she had said Damn" and
by this time Jensen was perfectly
certain that he could not be dream.
ing. There was s,ill no clue for
Jensen 10 20 on.
They told mo tho note would
EXPLAIN" no said. Il am q new
man on this. and ! don't think you
would recognize my name. Alan
Kerrison."
His errand into the North had TO
do with gold: old J. J. Kerrison
controlled the Colrain and Com.
mnnnpair gold mines. the richest
in tho world. Jensen had been
, thinking about old u. j." that day.
, Thus Kerrison happened TO be the
, first family name that popped into
HIS head Mt the moment, and he
, brazenly appropriated 1t for his
, own use.
On this impatient young woman
: standing before him. Jensen's ut
: terance OF the namo Kerrison ap-