The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1919-08-08
CHAPTER Ix-continued.

However, hoped that the night
missing the matter from my mind,
struggled up until ut last stood upon
the summit of the hill. Far away, like
a thin, winding ribbon among the hills,
y saw the valley Of the Riviere dor
Beneath me / saw Jncqueline wait
cast my eyes beyond her toward the
lmist-wrapped tops Of the far Lauren
tians and the plains.
And a sense OF an inevitable fate
came over me as perceived far away
a tiny, crawling ant upon the SHOWS
Simon Leroux's dog sleigh.
Invent back to the little. patient fig
ure that was waiting for me, and 1
took up my pack again and told her
nothing. She stepped bravely out be-
side me, frozen, fatigued, but willing
because ] babe her. She did not ask
Anything Of me.
The sun dipped lower. and far away
4 heard The howl Of the solitary wolf
again.
gripped my pistols as we strobe
along.
We went on and on. The afternoon
was wearing away; the sun was very
low now and all Its strength had gone.
courage, Jacqueline," said, patting
her arm. "The huts ought to be here"
Her courage was greater than my
own. She looked up and smiled Mt me.
The wolf crept nearer. and its bowls
rang out with piercing stroke across
the silence. Ny eyes ached so that ]
could hardly discern the darkening
land, and the snow came down, not
steadily but In swirling eddies blown
on fierce gusts Of wind.
And suddenly raising my eyes de-
sparingiy,I saw the huts. There were
Eve of them, and they had not been oc-
!cupled for at least two seasons, for the
blnckened timhers were falling apart,
and the roofs bad been torn Off oil but
one Of them, no doubt for fuel. The
wind was whirllng the snow wildly
around them, and II whIstled through
the broken, rotting walls.
flung my pack inside the rooted
tone, and began tearing apart the tim
beers of another to make q fire.
Jacqueline, opening the pack. began
the preparation of our meal, which
consisted of some biscuits left from
the night before, when we had made
a quantity on the wood ashes. We
made ten over the roaring flames, and
sat listening to the VOLTS call and the
wind that drove our fire In gusts Of
smoke and flame. E
scooped out bed for Jacqueline
inside the snow-filled hut and spread
IT With the big sleigh robe. She lay
down in her fur coat, and wrapped
khe ends around her. looked into her
sweet face and marveled Mt its seren-
tty. Her eyes closed YEARLY.
A dreadful fear held me In Its grip:
what II she never awoke7 Some people
died thus In the snow. raised the
sleigh robe and saw that the fur coat
Istirred softly as she breathed.
At last, out of the wild passions that
fought within me, decision was born.
I would 60 on, because she had hidden
me. And I would be ready for Lee
eoux and let him act as he saw at.
Loaded my pistols. I could do no more
than fight for Jncquellne. and with God
be the Issue.
"Paulf"
must have been half asleep. for I
came back to myself with a start and
sprang to my feet. Jncquellne had
risen upon her knees; she flung her
arms out wildly. and suddenly she
caught her breath and screamed. and
stood up and rnn uncertainty toward
me. with hands that CROPPED for me.
She found me; caught her, and she
pushed me from her and shuddered
and stirred ut me In that uncertain
doubt that follows dreams.
Il am here, JncQueline." snid.
with you--always, I'LL you send me
away. Remember that even In dreams,
Jacqucline" III. ~ 4
She knew me now. and she was re-
selling from me. out through the hut