Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-12-15
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Continued from Yesterday
ITO the open country-and in a
blizzard. Anderton, old man, let him
go. You must guess what he is
about"
Maybe I do" answered Anderton
quietly.
"And you'll only be wasting your
strength for nothing"
II hope to God you're righti'>
broke out the policeman vehemently.
But all the same I've got to follow
him-Duty's duty-but you don't
suppose I'm keen on taking an old
pal to be hanged at Regina. I'm
glad Ainley had the sense and grit
to take the long trail or his own.
But I'm bound to try and stop him
though l thank heaven that he has
an hours start. Now l must go.
Keep your eye on Chigmok. he
islands for my honor and credit much
more than Ainley, because of his
original crime. So long!'
He turned away and disappeared
into the forest on the backward trail
with Jean Bernard, and half an hour
afterward Helen emerged from her
tent to find him bent over Ainley's
pocketbook with a troubled look in
his eyes.
"What is it?" she asked looking
round. Where is Mr.. Ainley and
where are"
"Ainley went away in the night.
The others have gone after him.
They will not catch him-at least l
pray not"
You think he will get away?" ID
"He has taken a trail where they
are not likely to follow
"Oh!" cried Helen with a sob.
"You mean that he-that he-?"
He has left a long note in his
pocketbook and a confession which
clears me of that affair at Oxford.
There is a note also for you-per-
haps you would like to take the book
and read the note to me as we'll"
He handed her the pocket-book
and watched her as she returned to
the little tent, then began to busy
himself with preparations for break
fast. Half an hour later Helen
emerged again. Her eyes were red
with weeping.
81 have torn my note out" she
said, there it is" She held a
crumpled ball of paper in her hand.
1T is the saddest thing I ever
read"
She moved her hand slightly and
the crumpled ball rolled into the
blaze of the fire. She watched the
pickering flame leap up, and die
down, then she turned to her lover
with streaming eyes.
They waited an hour, two
hours, saying little, neither trying
to hide from the other the anxiety
each felt, and then through the mis-
of snow between the trees came An
derton and Jean Bernard. Stane
flashed a question at the policeman
who shook his head.
"Thank God!" said Stance willis
Jean Bernard looked at Helen.
Zee deaths cen zee~snow, eet ee:
nodings! 1 know. 1 hat seen a mar
die so. Eet ees as gentle as q
woman's hand"
And as he finished speaking Heller
turned and went to the little tent
to pray for the repose of the mar
who had sinned, but had made the
last complete PREPARATION.
8 = = = +
Two days later, when the storm
had blown itself out, all of then
took the trail to Fort Malsun, ant
at the end of the first day reached
a small river that was unknown t.
Stane.
"Where does this go to % he asked
over the camp fire at night, pointing
to the frozen waterway.
at makes a big bend and falls
into the river above Fort Malsun,'
said Anderton.
"And the other way? Where doe
1t come from?"
Don't knowi" answered Ander'
ton. Never Travelled It'll"
"But I haf,' said Jean Bernard
II hat been up eet fftee miles. Twt
days trail from here dere ees al
Engleesh Mission, where a married
priest preach zee Gospel to zee In
dams. He ees vaire good man, who
laugh like an angel"
A musing look came on Stane'i
face, and he sat for some time II
4 thought, then when the opportunlts
came he walked with Helen on thu