Perth Amboy evening news., 1922-01-05

I.cunsbury, in their quest in the
Clearwater of northern Canada for
virginia's fance, Harold L~ounsbury,
who vanished there six years pre-
Nyiously. Bill also expects to look
further for the lost mine of his
father, who was murdered by a false
partner. Bill saves Virginia from
drowning in Grizzly river and taxes
her to his trapping cabin. Kenly
lounsbury and Vosper, the cook,
left on the other side OF the river.
desert them. In the cabin Bill and
Virginia find many comforts.
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virginia, smiled and fished in the
pockets Of the great slicker coat she
had worn the night of the disaster.
She produced q little white roll and
with high glee opened 1t for him to
See. Wrapped in a miniature face
towel was her comb, a small brush,
and a toothbrush.
Bill then walked with some tri-
umph, to the bunk or which Vir-
ginia had slept the night before. and
lifting it up, revealed a great box
heneath-bags of rice and beans,
dried apples, marmalade and canned
foods. enough for ONE weeks at
least.
"The one thing we haven't got is
meat" Bill told her Except a little
jerky; but there's plenty of that in
the woods IL we can just find it. And
T. don't intend to delay about that. II
the snow gets much deeper. we'd
nave to have s~nowshoes to hunt at
all"
you mean go hunting today?'
"As soon as we can stir up a NEAR
Dressing warmly, they ventured
out in the now wastes. He
carried the ancient rifle ready in his
hands.
He earnestly hoped that they
might run into game at once. Later
the moos would go to their winter
feeding grounds, far down the
heights. Every day they delayed,
their chance Of procuring meat was
less.
He led her over the ridge to the
marshy shores .of Gray Lake. They
waited in the shadow of the spruce.
Don't make any needless mo-
tions," he cautioned, land don't
speak aloud. They've got eyes ana
ears like hawks"
1t was not easy to stand still, in
the snow and cold, waiting for game
to appear. Virginia was uncomfort-
able within half an hour, shivering
and tired.
1t was a long wait that they had
beside the lake. i
Then the girl felt his hand on her
arm. BE STILL" he whispered.
Here he comes"
Although she had never seen such
an animal before at once she recos-
H!zed its kind. The spreading horns.
l. <~.-,k f,-a~ fh4 1an1 rratnS011 .
nose belonged only to the moose
rails.
At the roar of the rifle she cried
out in excitement. The old bull had
traversed the marshes for the las
traversed the marshes for the last
time.
The shoulder of a bull moose was
NEVER a load for a weak back.
Bill skinned out the quarters
with great care; then STOPPING,
worked it on his back. Virginia took
his gun and led the way back over
their now trail.
Twilight had fallen again when
they made the cabin.
Bill showed her how to broil the
steak In its own fat, and he cooked
hot biscuits and macaroni to go with
it. No meal OF her life had ever
given her greater pleasure. After
ward he lighted his pipe.
TITS strange that I don't want to
smoke myself the girl told him.
"You? Why should your
II smoke at home. ! mean I did
It'9<getting to be the thing to do
among the girls I know. Someway,
the thought of it doesn't seem in
teresting any more.
He had an impression that she was
speaking very softly. But he under
stood when she paused. He was
startled to find that the whole tone
and key Of the night had vaguely
changed.
The north wind" Bill said simply
Virginia's eyes grew wide.
What does it mean?" she asked,
b~reathlessly.
winter. The northern winter.
I've seen it break too many times.
There's no chance for doubt any
more. Perhaps we can drown Out
the sound Of it-with music"
He walked toward the battered in
strument. Her heart was cold with
in her, and she nodded eagerly. Eyes
"a little ragtime."
II haven't any ragtime." the man
explained humb1y. Il could only
bring UP a few records and so I took
Just the ones I liked best. They're
simple things-I'm sorroyI haven't
any more"
She loked at this man with grow
ing wonder.
He put on a record. She recog-
nized the melody at once. 1t was
Drdla's "Souvenir"-and the first
notes seemed to sweep her into in
Unity.
1t was a moment Of enchantment.
The music rose high fell in soaring
leaps, trembled in infinite appeal.
and slowly died away. Outside the
storm Increased in fury.
And it was well for her peace of
mind that she did not glance at Bill.
He was watching the girls face his
eyes wistful as no human being had
ever seen them.
The soaring notes with the dread
ful accompaniment of the storm had
brought home a truth he had tried
10 deny. II owe you, Virginia"
cried the audible voice of his soul
"Oh. Virginia. love you. 1 love
YOU"
1t was one of Bill Bronson's basic
creeds to look his situation square,
iy In the face. He had tried to
avoid a truth that ever grew clearer
and more manifest-his love for Vir-
ginia.
He had told himself he wouldn't
give his love to her. He would hold
that back, at least. He had remind
ed himself of the bridgeless gap that
separated them. But there was no
use of trying further. In the stress
and naacinn of the melndY he had