The daily Alaskan., 1922-03-28

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 "H SAW. But you must remember he's sick. Now go"
 "If he's sick. let him stay in bed and have wet nurse. Maybe you can be that"
 The lids dropped halfway over her gray eyes. and the slim finger CurleG more lightly about the trigger. "Oh, wish could shoot you. Bert!" she said She didn't whisper Il. or hiss it, or hurI lt or do any of the things most people are supposed 10 do m moments of violent emotion. She simply said It and her meaning was all the clearer.
 "Eut you can't And rll pound that mrk-Sop of yours ia a Jelly every time | see him. I'd think, Snowbird, that you'd want man."
 He started np the trail: and then she did strange thing. Hes more of a man than you are right now. Bert" she told him. Hen prove It some day" Then her arm went about Dams neck and lifted his head upon her breast; and in Crsnston's plain sight, she bent and kissed him, softly, on the lips,
 CranSton's answer was an oath. Ii drIpped from his lips. more poisonous, more malicious than the venom of snake. His features seemed 10 tight on. the dark lips drew away from his teeth. No words could have made him such an effective answer as this lIttle action of her0. And as he turned up the rran he called down to her name-that most dreadful epIthet that foul tongues have always used 10 women held In greatest sCorn.
 Dan struggled in her arms. The kiss on his lips. the Instant before, had no, called h:m out of his half consciousness. IL had scarcely seemed real. rather just m incident lu a hiss fuI dream. BuI the word called down the trail shot out clear and vivid from the silence. just as a physicians tuce will often leap from thp darkness af- ter the HupSrhvsiu. Something infinite ly warm and tender was holding hlm' pressing him back against d holy place that rhruhhrd and gave him life and strength: hur he knew that this word had To hr answered And only actions nur other words could be iIS payment All the voices of his hody called 10 him Go lie >rtli, hUr rhe voices oi the Sn.rir those higher. nobIer promp'inGs from which nn man. to the glory of the breed from which he sprung. can ever quite escape. were stronger yet He rugged upward. srraining. But he didnr even have thp strength to break the hold that the soft arm had about his neck.
 "oh if could only pull the trIG- rcr," she was crying. "If could only kin him"
 'q.cr me" he pleaded Give me the pistol TU kin him"
 And he would. There wos no finch Ing in the gray eyes that looked up 10 her. She leaned forward as if to rur rhc weapon in his hands. hut at once drew lt hack And then a single Soh caught or her thro"l An instant larer they heard Cransron's laughter as he vanished around the turn of the rruil.
 For long minutes the TWO of them were still. The girl still held the mans head upon her breast The pistol had fallen in the pine needles. and her nervous hand plurEod strangely al the leaves of a mountain flower. To Dams eyes. thcre was s0wetEinc trancellke' a hint of paralysIS und insensibility about her posture. He had never seen her eyes like this The light that he had always hehe'd In them had van ished. Their utter darkness startled him.
 He sat up straight. and her arm that had hcen about his neck felt at her side. He took her hand firmly in his' and their eyes met.
 eve must go home, Sncwbird.' he fold her simply. "Tm not so badly hurt hut that ] run make it."
 She nodded; but otherwise scarcely seemed Co hear Her eyes Still flowed with darkness. And then, before his own eyes their dark pupils began to contract. The hand he held filled and rhrohbed with life. and the fingers closed around his. She leaned toward him.
 Listen. Dan" she said quickly. You heard-didn't you-the last thing that he sald?"
 T couldn't help but hear, Snow- bird"
 Her other hand sought for his. "Then 1T you heard-payr mt must be made. You see what mean, Dan. Maybe you can't see, knowing the girls that live on the plains. You were the