The Jasper news., 1921-05-12
CHAPTER ".

Snowbird felt very glad Of her intl-
mate, accurate knowledge Of the
whole region of the Divide. In her In
fancy the winding trails had been her
playground, and long ago she had ac-
quired the mountaineer's sixth sense
for traversing them at night. She had
need of that knowledge now. She
slipped into her free, swinging stride;
and the last beams from the windows
Of the house were soon lost In the
pines behind her. 1t was one Of those
silent, breathless nights with which
no mountaineer is entirely unacquaint-
ed, and for long time the only sound
she could hear was her own soft
tramp In the pine needles The trees
themselves were motionless. That
peculiar sound, not greatly different
from that of running water which the
wind often makes In the pine tops>
was entirely lacking. Not that she
could be deceived by it-as stories
tell that certain tenderfeet, dying OF
thirst in the barren hills, have been.
But she always liked the sound; ana
she missed It especially tonight.
She felt that II she would stop to
listen, there would be many faint
sounds in the thIckets-those little
hushed noises that the wild Things
make 10 remind night-wanderers OF
their presence. But she did not In
the least care to hear these SOUNDS.
They do not tend toward peace OF
mind on long walk over the ridges
The wilderness began at once.
Whatever influence toward civiliza-
tlon her fathers house had brought 10
the wilds chopped of as beneath
blade in the FIRST fringe of pines, This
Is altogether Characteristic Of the Ore
gon forests. They are much too big
and too old TO be tanned In any large
degree by the presence Of one house.
No one knew this fact better than
Lennox himself who, In hard vim
ter of four years before. had looked
ont of his window to find the wolf
pack ranged In a hungry circle about
his house. Within two hundred yards
after she had passed through her ia
theirs door, she was perfectly aware
that the wild was stirring and thrOb-
hing with life about her. At first she
tried very hard to think of other
things. But the attempt wasn't en-
tirely a success. And before she had
covered the first of the twelve miles,
the sounds that from the first had
been knocking at the door of her con-
sciousness began 90 make an entrance.
II person lies still long enough, he
can usually hear his heart beating
and the flow of his blood In his
arteries. Any sound, no matter now
faint, will make itself heard at last.
It was this way with very peculiar
noise that crept up through the silence
from the trail behind her. She
wouldn't give II any heed at first. But
in a very little while indeed, 1t grew
so insistent that she could no longer
disregard 1t.
Some living creature was trotting
along on the trail behind, keeping ap-
proximately the same distance be-
tween them.
Foregoing any attempt to ignore 1t,
she set her cool young mind to think
ing what manner of beast II might be.
its step was not greatly different from
that Of a large dOg-except possibly
dog would have made slightly more
noise. Yet she couldn't even be sure
of this basic premise, because this
animal, whatever 1t might be. had at
FIRST seemingly moved with utmost
caution, but now took less care with
its step than is customary with the
wild denizens OF the woods. A wolf
for instance, can simply drift when 1t
wishes, and the silence of a cougar is
a name. Yet unless her pursuer were
a dog. which seemed entirely unlikely.
II was certainly one Of these two. sho
would have liked very much to believe
the step was that OF Old Wolf the
bear, suddenly curious as to what this
dim light of hers might be; but she
couldn't bring herself TO accent the
lie. WO0f, except when wounded or
cornered, is the most amiabIe crea.
ture In the Oregon woods, and n
would give her almost a sense of Sc
curity to have him waddlIng along
behind hers The wolves and cougar
remembering the arms of Woof, would
not be nanrly 50 curious. But unfor-
tunetely, the black bear had never
done such a thing in the memory OF
man, and II he had, he would have
made aix times az much noise. He