Williams news., 1922-10-06
CHAPTER xxx
The Fate of the Miwaka.

The Fate of the Miwaka.
 "So this isn't your house, JudahT
 "No, AlaE this Is an Indians house, 1 but 1t is not mine. It Is Adam Enos house. He and his wife went some where else when you needed this.
 'sHe helped to bring me here, then7"
 "No Alan. They were alone, here she and Adams wife. When she found you. they brought you here-more than a mile along the beach. Two womenF Alan choked as he put down the lit tie poreupine quill box which had started this line of inquiry. Whatever questions he had asked Judah or Sher- | Till 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 ous ice in storm-a girl brought up as | she had beenI She had found him | Alan-with life almost extinct-upon
 the beach; she and the Indian woman l Wassaquam had just sa1d-hao | 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 | cared
 Constance; but there had been pc
 culiar and exciting alteration in Sher-
 rilrs manner toward him, he had felt;
 it was something more than merely Hk- ing for him that Sherril1 had showed,
 and Sherrill had spoken of her to him
 as Constance, not, as he had called
 her always before, Miss Sherrtll," or
 "my daughter" Alan had had dreams
 which had seemed impossible Of full
 fllment, of dedicating his life and all
 that he could make of 1t to her; now
 Sherrill's manner had brought to him
 something like awe, as of something
 quite incredible.
 He turned to the Indian
 .sHas anything more been heard of Spearman, JudahP"
 "Only this, Alan; he crossed the straits the next day upon the Terry l there. In Mackinaw City he bought liouor at a 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 IT the boat with him had been founC t dead. He had known that this must be: he had believed them beyond alo when he had tried for the shore tt summon help for them and for hlIn ' self. The other boat, which had car ried survivors of the wreck, blowI farther to the south, had been able t' II gain the shore of North Fox island
 and as these men had not been so long . exposed before they were brought t' u shelter four men lived. Sherrill haE e told him their names; they were tn u mate, the assistant engineer, a deck U hand and Father Perron, the pr1es y who had been passenger but who ha' u stayed with the crew till the last. Ben u iamin Corvet had perished in tn N wreckage of the cars.
 As Alan went back to his chair, tn
 Indian watched him and seemed no "a | displeaSed.
 ,d .You feel good, now, A1an?" Wasss ,e quam asked.
 q Almost like myself, Judah 10 "That is right, then. It was thougf O. YOU would be like that today. A sle II is coming soon, now."
 e. "We're going to leave here. Judah of ''YeS, Alan"
 Was he going to see her, then? E- at cftement stirred him, and he turned
 Wassauuam to ask that; but suddenl t- he hesitated and did not inquire. he Wassaquam brought the mackina cd | and cap which Alan had worn on Nun if. Der 25: he took from the bed the ne ed blankets which had been furnished [ he Sherrill. They waited until farm' ,e | appeared driving a team hitched to ce low. wide-runnered sled. The lnols
 settled Alan on the sled, and tnt ,se drove off.
 -as They travelled south along the SHOT nd rounded into Little Traverse Day' III put the houses of Harbor Point appears d among their pines. The sled procee ed ed across the edge of the bay to u ast | little city; even before leaving the b, ose ice. Alan saw Constance and her I ,ng ther; they were walking at the wat
 front near the railway station. al