The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1919-07-12

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everyone to further his one seif.cuit,
She becomes camp cook and general DIR,
CHAPTER TX
Jack F'yfc's Camp
She was still hot with the spirit OF
nutiny when morning came. but she
cooked breakfast. 1t was not in her
to act like petulant child. Morn
ing also brought a different aspect to
things. for Charlie told her while ne
helped prepare breakfast that he was
going to take his crew and repay in
labor the help Jack F'yfe had given
him.
while we're there. Jacks cook
Win feed all hands," said he. And
~ tho time we're thru there, I'll
have things fixed so It won't be such
hard going for you here. DO you
want to go along to Jacks camp
NO." she answered shortly. Il
don't l would much prefer to &c,
away from this lake altogether. as
tuld you last night"
you might as well forget that no
0on," he said stubbornly. 1--WE got
= little pride in the matter. don,
want my sister drudging at the only
hind Of work she'd be able to earn a
living at.
you're perfectly willing to have
ne drudge here" she flashed back.
That's different" he defended
And It's only temporary. III be
making real money before long
Xou'u get your share IL you'll have a
little patience and put your shoulder
- the wheel. Lord. I'm doing the
boot I can"
Yes-for yourself" she returned
You don't seem to consider that I'm
untitled to as much fair play as you'd
have to accord one Of your men.
ant want you to hand me an easy
living on a silver salver. All want
q you Is what Is mine. and the priv
1ege Of using my own Judgment I'm
quite capable OF taking care Of my
oolf."
II there had been opportunity to
qahrge on that theme. they might
0Avo come to another verbal clash
INT Benton never lost sight Of his
PRIMARY object The getting Of break
~ and putting his men about their
work promptly was OF more import
0nce to him than Stella's grievance
- the incipient storm dwindled to a
uullen mood on her part. Breakfast
over, Benton loaded men and tools
aboard a scow hitched beside the
bat. He repeated his invitation. and
0tolla refused. with sarcastic re
4Doction on the company she would
- compelled to keep there.
Tho Chickamin with her tow drew
~. and she Das alone again.
sn9arooned once more" Stella said
~ herself when the little steamboat
slipped behind the first tutting point
oo. Il could just be a man for Q
WhiIo.~
lGarooned seemed to her the appro
5 peAto term. There were the two old
U1Wnshes and their dark-skinnct
0eocd. But they were little moro e
QeellA than the insentient boulders
that strewed the beach. She could
~ talk to them or they to her. Long
o1Doo she had bcen surfeited with
2Inty John. II there were any print
11vo virtues in that dusky maiden
~ were well buried under the
white mans schooling. Katy's de
mond upon life was very simple and
a marked contrast to Stella Ben
ton'o. Plenty Of grub. no work, some
cheap finery. and man white or
I'd, no matter. to make eyes at. Her
h0r1sOn was bounded by Roaring
Lake and the mission at Skookum.
chuck. She was therefore no mitiga,
o1on Of Stella's loneliness.
Nevertheless Stella resigned her.
~ to make the best Of 1t. and II
De0ved . poor best She could not
1etach herself sufficiently from the
ooE1id realities to lose herself In
lny-dreaming. There was not a
Dool< 70 be had in the CAM
oavo some 10-cent sensations she
16und IN the clubhouse. and these
- had exhausted during Charles
4fst absence. The uncommon still.
1oD o. the camp oppressed her more
man ever. Even the bluejays and
oQufrre1s seemed 70 sense its aban
0onment, seemed to take her as part
~ the inanimAte fixtures. for they
1r1elxed and chartered about with un
Gcpnmon fearlessness. The lake lay
Z dad gray. CLASSY as some great ir
regular window in the crust OF the
earth. Only at rare intervals did sal
Or smoke dot its surface, and ther
Tar offshore. The woods stood breath
lees in the autumn sun. 1t was like
boing entombed. And there would
be q long stretch Of 1t, with only 9
occurrence of that deadly grind o.
kitchen work when the loggers came
home again.
Some time during the next fore
noon she went eoutherly along thu
lake shore on foot without object OF
destination. merely to satisfy In
some measure the restless craving
for action. Colorful turns Of life
the more or less engrossing contac
Of various personalities, some new
thing to be done, seen. admired, dis
cussed, had been part OF her exist
ence ever since she could remember
None of this touched her now.
dead weight OF monotony rode he
hard. There was the furtive wilt
life OF the forest, the light OF SUI
and sky, and the banked green o
the forest that masked the steel
granite slopes. She appreciates
beauty, craved IL indeed. but sh'
could not satisfy her being will
scenic effects alone. She craved
without being wholly aware Of 1t, o
altogether admitting 1t to herself
some human distraction In all tina
majestic solitude.
1t was forthcoming. When she re
turned to camp at two o'clock. driver
In by hunger, Jack F'yfe stood on tn
doorstep.
"How-de-do. I've come to bring 20,
over to my place." he announces
quite casually.
Thanks. I've already decline'
one pressing invitation to that ef