New Britain herald., 1922-01-12
(Contlnued From Last Issucl.

Pete the Breed, the two Indians that were occupying Harold's cabin.
 -Four shots" Pete said at last. 'Lounsbury's signal"
 That means-big doin's," Joe pro- nounced gravely. We go.'
 Then they put on their snowshoes and mushed away.
 There was no nervous waiting at the appointed meeting place-a spring half-mie from Bills cabin. Harold Lounsbury was already there.
 A stranger to this land might have thought that Harold was drunk. Un- familiar little fires glittered and glowed in his eyes, his features were drawn
 The breeds waited patiently for him to speak.
 Where's Sindy?" he asked at last,
 lover Buckshot Dan's--just where you said," Joe replied.
 "Of course Buckshot took her back?" The Indians n1dded Well, I'm going to let him keep her. I've got white squaw now--and soon I'm going out with her to the Outside. But there's things to do first. Bill has found the mine."
 The others nodded gravely.
 And Bill is as blind as mole got caught in a cabin full of green wood smoke. He'll be able to see again in a day or two. So l sent for you right away"
 The breeds nodded again, a trifle less phlegmatically
 "The mines worth rnillions--more money than you can dream of. Each of you get sixth-one-third divided between you. AZ soon as we'te fin- ished what I've planned, we'll tear down his claim notices and put up our own, then go down to the recorder and record the claim," Harold went on. "Then it's ours. No one will ever guess. No one'll make any trouble. Both of you are to come to the cabin, just about dark. You'll tell me you have been over Bald Peak way and are hitting back toward the Yuga village.
 Bring along a quart of V booze maybe two quarts would be better. And sometime in the early evening give Bill what's coming to him."
 DO him off-?" Joe asked stolidly.
 Make it look like a fight" Harold went on. Insult him-better still, get in a quarrel among themselves. He'll tell you to shut up, and one of you flame up at him. Then strike the life out of him before he knows what he's about. He's blind and he can't fight"
 What you want us to use?" Pete asked. '"This?" He indicated the 4li. l.1,do o% lio vba ,loo rife?"
 Harold's eyes looked drowsy when he answered. Something like lust swept over him; this question of Pete's moved him in dark and evil ways, His fathers blood was in the 1aascendancy at last. .t
 There's an old pick in the cabin Bill had it prospecting" he said.
 #&,: xxIII.
 BITS eyes were considerably better when he wakened-full in the day light. The warm wet cloths had taken part of the inflammation out of them, and when he strained to open the lids, he was aware of little, dim gleam of light.
 He couldn't make out objects, how ever, and except for a f1eeting sha- dow he could not discern the hand that he swept before his face. Sev- eral days and perhaps weeks would pass before the full strength of his sight returned.
 His greatest hope at present was that he could grope his way about the cabin and build fire for Virginia. Building the fire, however. was a grievous task. He felt 1t incumbent upon him to move with utmost cau- ton 50 that Virginia would not waken. By groping about the walls he encountered the stove.
 Feeling told him that hot coals were still growing in the ashes. Then ?, he fumbled about the floor for such fuel as Harold had provided.
 He found 8 piece at last and soon a cheery crackle told him that it had ignited. He grinned with delight. But his joy was a trihe premature. At that instant he tripped over a piece of firewood and his hands crashed against the logs.
 "Oh. blast my clumsiness!" he whispered. Virginia stirred behind her curtain.
 lB Ludl yOub ciaS eD''N>N'
 She was wide awake.
 'No It's Bill"
 'Well, what are you doing up? Did Harold-do you mean to say you built the fire yourself?" That's me, lady"
 "Then you must have your sight again" The girl snatched aside the curtain and peered into his face.
 "No such luck. Goals were still glowing; all had to do was to put in a piece of firewood. But I'm all we'll otherwise, as far as I can tell. How about you?"
 The girl stretched up her arms. "A little stih-and now-I want you to tell me just how this blindness of yours-is going to affect our getting out" It was a serious question. "I don't see how 1t can affect us great deal," he answered. 1T realize you don't, know one step of the way down to Bradleyburg, and I can't see the way; but Harold knows it perfectly
 As If the invocation of his name were magic summons, Harold opened the door and entered. He car ried Bills loud -mouthed rifle in the hollow of his arm.
 you've been hunting?" Virginia cried.
 "Of course. I figured we needed meat. I carried Bill's rife because I don't trust the sights of mine. They