The Press., 1918-04-11
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"NlilE, voiced inc SQuaW In gnSn- ing expectancy, as though that word , comprised all that was precious to her at that moment.
 Mason sat with grim face, purpose- ly masked. tO hide the ineffable Dity
 he felt for the Outcast pair.
 Give both of them all they want.' Mason ordered the waiter, and don't let them go ill come back. Who is the wnman?"- he inquired a moment later in the bar room nf the tavern keeper.
 She's Watina," imparted the other. "IIer dad iS an, old chief fifty miles uI, rhC Frazier river. Thai skunk ly- ing wonder Iurcd her from the hom,s nest, married her. made her his slave. and then his football. Sue ought to be hnmc Some morning she'll he found with tho kid in some sn0Wdrift. both frozen to death."
 Mason drew back and pOndePed. He had troubles of his own. A year pre- yiouS he had left home, mother. wife and tiny baheto try his luck in the new Frazier gold district. There had been some lucky ones. He was not Of the group. He was h0mew0rd bound, poorer than when nc had come to this land of false promise. He had his dog and sleigh. but besides that bare ly enough time and money to carry him to Hinton and thence by rail 300 miles.
 Sn closely had he gauged his pro- gram thai any extra cost or loss Of time might mean disaster. Yet, true man that he was. realization of the forl0rn condition of the poor Indian girl and her pappoose stirred all that was gentle and manly in his nature. He went back into the eating room and sat down at the table opposite Wa rina. The taby. filled tn repletfon, was cooin@ out it's appreciation of food and warmth. The mother, her strength repleniShed. @,Zed at Mason with grateful eyes.
 Do you know the trail home?" ques- toned he.
 ''Oh. so well!" cried the woman. "But can l battle the terrors of the north. the giant blizzard. the fierce tempest. the enOwsldeS. alone. on foot, with my little nneT''
 If you will direct me. ] will rake you and the child on the Sied@c." said Mason:
 "Oh. if that man comes to me again shall die. And 10 see my poor old father and mother" cried Wttana.
 a nf n fauhful Rainbow tO begin a long run after a brief rest, for only two hours previous the sledgesciog~ driver had terminated a 25-mile run. The sturdy animal breasted the fierce wind willing ly. however Mason added SOmo milk for the babe to his stores. The little one was warmly bestowed, wrapped up in a blanket and skins behind rhe mother on the sledge, while Mason walked to Tighten the load.
 There was nc visible trail. and tho past familiarity of Watina with the district alone kept them from straying over dangerous mountain passes and losing direction and destination. Where the course was uneven and difficult Watina relieved Rainbow of her add cd burden.
 It was just 36 hours after the rigor- Ous Journey had begun lhat Watinn uttered a joyous cry. and momentarily Mason halted to view large bark structure surrounded by 8 group of small huts.
 Watina began to weep and trembled hnSnnn6nA npEc. thn ment, as though fearing to he repuIsed by those she Ionged to see. \ passing Indian noticed her, stared. uttered ringing whoop, and dashed for the big bark lodge. He reappeaPed. followed by a big brave, whose apparel showed him to be man of importance In the community.
 He was the old chief. the father of Watina Behind him traiIed his wife, with arms outstretched crying out eagerly to the mourned for long lost daughter, whom the father enfolded in welcome clasp. while his wife took possession of the little babe.
 They overwhelmed Mason with ex- pressions of grateful friendship, when hdLlIld IlAu lOlu lLlG1u Ol lAlS LIlEL HE had taken in saving her babe and her self. There was great feast given in honor of the restoration of the way. ward child of the tribe.
 The next morning Mason arranged to renew his journey to the south. He had lost two days aud must make up for lost time. There was the fear of some great stress of weather, closing the trails. His one thought now was of his wife and the little one, and of the aged mother back in the humble village home, he resolved never to leave again for the allurements of tickle fortune.
 And I am coming back empty hand. ed" he meditated, rather mournfully. What great hopes the dear ones at home built upon my prospects. Oh, well. just to be all together again in the home next-that will compensate for all disappOIntments and suffer Ing"
 You win come" spoke an Indian lad, as Mason was hItching up Rain bow, and he indicated that Mason was wanted at the big house.