Evening journal., 1922-08-28
CHAPTEH I

Lake superior, ana pounding the
northern sands. of Michigan, lies a
realm of forest and OF heights, rug
ged, wild, alluring-rich in copper
and iron as are few other regions OF
the world. Kingdoms, which won
wide influence, have owned far
meaner materials OF power; empire
has warred with empire for stakes
half as great.
In fact. France and her Indian
allies long ago garrisoned forest
stockades in war with England over
this territory. England defended
the region against the 'colonists.
But later the strength OF the
United States confined the struggle
for possession to personal and indi-
vidual combat of man against man
by right. by strength, by wit by trick
or by violence. open and secret-for
the winning Of power and wealth.
Here and there, where something
had happened-for good or for evil
which a man might never forget,
the ghosts drew back the living.
At least, men thus explained the
return Of Lucas Cullen TO st. Floren-
tin. Lucas, the younger OF the two
Cullen brothers. In 1895 suddenly
appeared and. upon the site OF the
cabin where he and his wife lived
when they founded ST. Florentin and
bossed the men building the first
sawmill he caused a new. enormous
dwelling to be erected.
Lucas called this a summer cot
.age; and made It famous by bring
ing there for the summer the French
nobleman, the Marquis de Chenal. "a
friend of my daughter Cecilia" The
MARQUIS so we'll liked Cecilia and
liked the place-not to mention
Lucas Cullen's millions that he re-
mained at ST. Florentin all summer.
He married Cecilia that winter
and took her-together with a mill
lion or so OF Michigan forest money
TO his chatsau In Touraine; and
neither OF them ever returned TO the
peninsula
But Lucas and HIS wife and their
younger daughter and their two
sons came the next year; then De-
borah married a westerner and |
moved to Wyoming. Junior Lucas
and his brother John also married,
and their wives preferred the moro
fashionable resorts OF the east for
the next summers.
So, at the turn OF the century. old
Lucas and his wife, were coming
alone to the enormous frame house
on the edge OF the ruined old mill
town above the shores OF Lake
Huron.
The real reason for Lucas retreat
from Chicago was his break with his
brother John. They had always
quarreled; but now they ceased TO
speak, and the same streets could
not hold both
The purpose OF the builder OF the
other great house near st. Florentin |
was far more puzzling. The site was |
upon a tiny island in Lake Huron, |
half a mile from shore, a rocky, |
precipitous islet locally known as
Resurrection Rock.
In the summer OF 1912, barges ap-
peared and anchored in the smooth
water between Resurrection Rock
and the shore; artisans of a dozen
trades lived upon the barges while
they erected a large, handsome
house. chimneyed, wide OF roof,
graceful and pleasing.
But no master OF the mansion ap-
peared. Instead. the newly COM
pleted house was closed; doors Jock
ed and barred. windows soundly
shuttered. A white farmer, who
lived a mile or so away upon the
opposite mainland, was entrusted
with the keys and was paid 10 n
spect the premises periodically. Yes;
it was an ordinary enough house. he
reported.
But. after a few inspections alone,
he always took some one with him.
Speculation and wonder IN the
neighborhood soon took weird and
fantastic forms- Poor, pious peo-
pie ceased TO approach.
At first. old Lucas Cullen laughed
at the stories. but as time went on,
they began to affect him.
The thing obsessed him. He was
an old man now. over seventy, but
hardy and strong, clear OF eye,
steady of hand. vindictive and mer-
ciless yet to all who opposed him.
In all his long. violent life, no one
and nothing-was known TO have
shaken him until some one. without
reason, raised that house on the
Islet locally known as Resurrection
Rock.
CHAPTER II
The express from Chicago for {
Lake Superior and Sault Sainte :
Marie-operated by the government
upon this January day. 1919-was
nearing Escanaba almost on time ,
In spite of the difficulty of making Z
steam against a north wind and in a
night temperature of twenty-five !
below zero. On time was four-forty =
IN the morning.
Ethel Carew was the whole name ,
Of the girl hidden by the curtains :
Of lower four She was a young /,
lady of twenty-five now; but the
porter, who had been on that run"
for many years, knew her when she
was a child-a fair, violet-eyed. !,
light-haired little girl from the West
who Travelled from Chicago with her
uncles and aunts--Afr. and Mrs.
John Cullen or Mr.. and Mrs. John l.
Cullen or Mr.. and Mrs. Lucas Cul-
len--to visit her grandfather at ST. a
Florentin. k
She had no mother, 1t developed: h
and her father, for some reason h
always was out home in Wyoming. n
The porter tapped gently upon the
wood partition at the head of lower c
sour. The girl within. who had been a
ying awake, replied and instantly y
Itirred herself. Whatever We're her I
affections and speculations. she dis II
missed them; and whereas she had
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