The Dolores star., 1922-09-08
CHAPTER Xxx
The Fate Of the Miwaka.

$50 this Isn't your house, JudahT'
"NO, AlGG 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"
'"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 women" :"
Alan choked 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; I;
she had struggled alone across danger
Gus Ice in storm-a girl brought up as
she had been! She had found him
Alan-wlth life almost cxtinct-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
filed 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 pc
culiar and exciting alteration In Sher-
rills manner toward him, he had felt !:
1t was something more than merely lik-
Ing for him that Sheriff. had showed
and Sheriff. had spoken of her to him
as Constance, not, as he had called
her always before, Miss 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 1t 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
Spearman, JudahT
"Only this, Alan; he crossed the
straits the next day upon the ferry
there. In Macklnaw City he bought
liquor ut bar and took it with him:
i' "SN'h tli'lt dDpul llulIlS INTO IIp
northwest. He has gone, leaving all
he had. What else could he do?"
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
rled 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, a deck
hand and Father Perron, the priest
who had been passenger but who had
stayed with the crew till the last. Ben
jamin Corvet had perished In the
wreckage of the cars.
AS Alan went back to his chair the
Indian watched him and seemed nor
displeased.
You feel good, now, Alan?" wassa-
guam asked.
Almost like myself, Judah"
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, Judoh7
'Yes, Alan"
was he going to see her, then? Ex-
element stirred him, and he turned to
Wassaquam to ask that; but suddenly
he hesltated and did not inquire.
Wassaquam brought the mackinow
and cap which Alan had worn on Mum.
Der 70; he took from the bed the new
blankets which had been furnished NV
Sheriff.. They waited until a former
appeared driving team hitched To a
low. wlde-runnered sled. The Indian
settled Alan on the sled, and .tbev
drove off. '
Ihey Travelled south along the shore
rounded into Little Traverse bov ana
the houses Of Harbor Point anneo orad
among their pines. The sled proceed.
ed across the edge of the bay to tho
little city; even before leaving the hav
Ice, Alan saw Constance and her "a.
ther; they were walking at the wotar
front near the railway station. ana