The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1921-07-21
CHAPTER xIIl-continued.

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The burden grew perceptibly hcav-
Yer az they toiled unwcyd. and several
times they pvs sIacklin down, while
they ensS themselves on the rocks TO
r-gain breath for fresh effort. The
altitude began to affect Olga, her heart
beating rapidly from exertion, but she
struggled on, determined not to yield.
Shelby, noting the Wilderness of her
face. insisted on frequent periods OF
rest, so that they must have been more
than an hour In attaining the rock
platform abuttIng on the cave. Get
ting Macklln's helpless body over that
last high stone rampant proved to be
che most difficult task of all, and was
only accomplished by sheer strength.
Shelby, hanging downward, with limbs
braced against the rock, and slowly
drawing the inert body up by the mus
cles of his arms, assisted to some ex-
tent by the efforts Of the girl beneath.
Once safely behind the cover Of the
stone parapet, they lay painting with
exhaustion.
However this was a bodily weari-
ness soon ministered unto. Shelby,
refusing to let Olga attempt any more,
drew the wounded man back into the
greater security OF the cave. and made
him as comfortable as possible. Then
although still breathing heavily him
self he hastily gathered together what
food remained from his store Of the
day before, and took this out to share
with her. They sat In the open
Just outside the narrow entrance to
the cave. where, by lifting their heads,
they could look over the parapet into
the deep chasm of the valley. II
had begun TO snow, In large, swirling
fakes, thickly enough to blot out COM
pletely the scene beneath, leaving
them perched high above Its vortex,
as though trey lived In another world.
The white curtain gave them sense
of isolation, of security, which helped
UNNECESSARILY to restore their courage.
They were beyond all probability Of
pursuit, free from immediate peril
shut off from discovery. All that re-
NAMED was to wait patiently the re-
turn Of Pamela with help. The wind
kept the platform free from snow.
hurting 1t down into the deep gorge.
powdering the trail they had just trav-
eled. and thus completely obliterating
any signs Of their passage. Yet the
gray gloom weighed heavily on the
girl.
"How long will 1t take herr" she
asked.
"Pancha7 Oh, she can hardly get
hack before late tonight. 1t is hard
ride, even If she meets with no acct
dent"
you do not think she will attempt
to return alone"
'Not If she brings the doctor. !
said nothing, for I did not believe II
necessary. He will never venture into
this Hole without an escort, and a
reasonably strong one. / am hoping
she encounters some party out scout
ing which will make a trip to Ger
lasche unnecessary. Since the fight
out yonder, troops must be searching
the Bad Lands for renegade Indians.
They would only be too glad to dis
cover some guide who would lead
them here"
But surely they know Of this
placer
They know of It; yes, in a way.
They possess full information as to it's
De- ~ har t,
another matter. Without competent
guide they might hunt for weeks and
IL they did discover the trail through
some accident the game would be
gone. Only a sudden dash will ever
round that outfit up; they will have to
be hit front and rear, and with no
small force
He looked out into the cloud Of
snow, seeking vainly TO penetrate the
curtain.
1.-THE Lord only knows how many
savage devils there are down there
now" he said soberly. 81 don't think
there was much Of a bunch when
first came in-mostly white outlaws,
cattle thieves and scum Of that kind;
but since the fight Indians have been
coming. a slew OF 'em. young bucks
who got away. They'll be desperate
and crazed. What was that7 That
noise?"
1T came from the. cave. Perhaps It
was Macklin."
They we're both upon their feet,
startled by the strange sound. Shelby
bent down and crept In through the
entrance.