Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-02-02

Macdonald's jaw clamped. He
strodo forward through the SHOW be-
side the trail. Wen see about
that"
The younger man faced him
angrily. Cant you see she is done,
man? There is not another mile of
travel in her until she has rested. >
The hard, gray eyes of the Alas
kan took in the slender, weary fig
urn leaning against the sled. on n
soft and mushy trail like this, wherc
every footstep punched hole in tHe
loose snow, the dogs could not travel
with any extra weight. A few miles
farther down they would come TO
a main travelled road and the going
would be better. But till then she
must walk. Macdonald gave waY
with a gesture of his hand and
turned on his heel.
At the campfire Sheha dried her
lnukluks. stockings, caribou mitts
and short skirts. Too tired to eat
she forced herself to swalloy Il few
bites and drank eagerly some tea
Gordon had brought blankets from,
he sled and he persuaded her TO lie
down for a few minutes.
You'll call me soon if I should
sleep" she said drowsily. and her
eyes were closed almost before be-
fore the words were off her lips.
When Macdonald came to order
the start half an hour later, she was
still asleep. "Give her another
thirty minutes" he said gruffly.
Youth is resilient. Sheba awoke
rested and ready for work
While Gordon was untangling the
Gcgs she was left alone for a minute
with the mine-owner.
The hungry look in his big ewes
touched her. Impulsively she held
out her hand.
You're going to be fair, aren't
you, Mr.. Macdonald? Because you
don't like him-you WON'T"
He looked straight into the dark
appealing eyes. I'm going to lie
fair to Robert Milton" he told her
harshly. I'm going to see his mur-
dcrer3 hanged if it costs me every
collar I have in Sthe world"
None of us objects to Justice. :
nothing to fear if only the truth is
told"
"Then why come to me > he de-
man6ed.
She hesitated; then with q visit
fGl little smile, spoke what was in
ner heart. I'm afraid you won't 10
justice to yourself. You're good
end brave-and strong. But you're
very willful and set. I dont want
to loose my friend. I want to know
that he is all I have believed him
"a great man who stands for the
things that are fine and clean and
Just"
Then it is for my sake and not
for his that you want me- to drop
the case against Elliott" he asked
iifRically.
Fer yours and for his. too. You
can't hurt him. NOBODY can really
he nurt from outside-not unless he
is n traitor to himself Aud Gordon
Elliot isn't that. He corI Int do
sucn a thing as this with which YOU
cnarge HIM. 1t is not in his nature.
He can explain everything"
IT don't doubt that. He and his
friend Holt are great little ex-
planners
In spite of his bitterness IS Sheba
felt q change in him. she seemed TO
have a glimpse of his turkid soul
engaged in battle. He tur:.ed awa'
without shaking hands, but IT struck
her that he was not impla able.
While they were at luncheon half
n dozen packmules laden with sup
plies fer a telephone construction
lne outfit had passed. Their small
sharp-shod hoofs had pun ehed SINK
holes in the trail at every step. jG-
stead Of smooth bottom the dogs
found Il slushy bog cut To pieces.
At the end of an hour of wallow-
ing Macdnald called a halt.
''1her:s is a cutoff just below here.
It will save us nearly two miles, but
We'll have to break trail. Swing 10
the right just below the big willow"
he told Elliot "I'll join you pres
entity and relieve you on the job.
But first Miss O'Neill and I are 60
| ing for g little side rip"
All three of them looked at him
in sharp surprise. Gordon opened
his lips to answer AMI closed them
! again without speaking. Sheba had
| flashed a warning to him.
Ito be ContinuedD