The St. Charles herald., 1922-08-19
CHAPTER Xxx
The Fate Of the Miwaka.

$50 this isn't your house, JudahT
"No, Alan this is an Indians house,
but it is not mine. 1t is Adam Enos'
house. He and his wife went some
where else when you needed this"
"He helped to bring me here, then"
mo, Alan They were alone, here
she and Adams wife. When she found
you, they brought you here-more than
mile along the beach. Two women J"
Alan chohed as he put down the lit
tie porcupine quill box which had
started this line of inquiry. Whatever
questions he had asked Judah or Sher-
rill these last few days had brought
him very quickly back to her. Moved
by some intuitive certainty regarding
Spearman, she had come north; she
had not thought Of peril to herself;
she had struggled alone across danger
GUS Ice In storm-a girl brought up as
she had been! She had found him
Alan--with life almost extinct-upon
| the beach; she and the Indian woman,
Wassaquam had just said-had
brought him along the shore. How
had they managed that, he wondered.
His throat closed up, and his eyes
! filled as he thought Of this.
In the week during which he had
been cared for here, Alan had not seen
Constance; but there had been q Pc
culiar and exciting alteration In Sher-
rill's manner toward him, he had felt
| 1t was something more than merely lik-
| ing for him thot Sheriff. had showed,
and Sheriff. had spoken of her to him
| as Constance not, as he had called
her always before, "Afiss Sheriff." or
"my daughter" Alan had had dreams
which had seemed impossible Of full
| fillment, of dedicating his life and all
| that he could make Of it to her; now
Sherrill's manner had brought to him
something like awe, as Of something
| quite incredible.
He turned to the Indian.
HAS anything more been heard OF
Speafman, Judah"
| "Only this, Alan; he crossed the
straits the next day upon the ferry
there. In Mackinaw City he bought
liquor at bar and took 1t with him !;
he asked there about trains into the
northwest. He has gone, leaving all
he had. What else could he DOR
Alan crossed the little cabin and
| looked out the window over the snow
covered slope, where the bright sun
was. shining. Snow had covered any
| tracks that there had been upon the
| beach where those who had been in
the boat with him had been found
dead. He had known that this must
be: he had believed them beyond aid
when he had tried for the shore to
summon help for them and for him
| self. The other boat, which had car
ried survivors of the wreck, blown
farther to the south, had been able to
gain the shore Of North Fox island /;
| and as these men had not been so long
exposed before they were brought to
shelter, four men lived. Sheriff. had
told him their names; they were the
mate, the assistant engineer, deck
| hand and Father PerrOn, the priest
who had been passenger but who had
stayed with the crew till the last. Ben
4 iamin Corvet had perished in the
wreckage Of the cars.
As Alan went back to his chair, the
Indian watched him and seemed not
displeased.
"You feel good, now, Alan?" Wassa'
guam asked.
| Ind
"That is right. then. 1t was thought
you would be like that today. A sled
is coming soon, now."
| .We're going to leave here, Judah?'
"Yes, Alan."
/ Was he going to see her, then? Elk.
! citement stirred him, and he turned te
| Wassaquam to ask that; but suddenly
he hesitated and did not inquire.
sfWassaquam brought the mackinaw
and cap which Alan had worn on Mum
| Der 25; he took from the bed the new
blankets which had been furnished by
Sheriff.. They waited until a farmer
appeared driving a team hifched to 9
low. wide-runnered sled. The Indiar
I settled Alan on the sled, and they
drove of.
They travelled south along the shore
rounded into Little Traverse bay. ant
the houses of Harbor Point appeared
among their pines. The sled proceed
ed across the edge Of the bay to tn,
Little city; even before leaving the ba,
ice, Alan saw Constance and her "a
ther; they were walking at the w&tel
front near the railway station. and