Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-11-19

Hubert Stane, who has been in
prison. visits a northern post of the
Hudson Bay Company. He meets an
old-time friend, Gerald Ainley, who
is about to leave on a trip with a
governor of the company. Ainley is
in love with Helen Yardely, niece of
the governor.
Stane becomes acquainted with a
beautiful Indian girl named Misko-
deed. Ainley promises to call at
Stances camp at midnight but fails
to appear. Stane is attacked and,
when he regains consciousness, he
is in a canoe with Indians. Helen
disappears from her uncle's camp
and Gerald goes in search of her.
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Island after island they inspected
n hailed; meanwhile keeping a
sharp lookout on either side of the
river, but in vain. They were hoarse
with shouting when the last of the
Islands was reached, and on Aim
1ey's face a look of anxiety mani
Tested itself. Landing at the tail of
the island the Indian hunted around
until he found a dry branch, and
this he threw into the water and
stood to watch its course as it went
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to be towards a bar on the eastern
bank, and towards that, distant per-
haps a couple of miles, the course
Of their canoe was directed. When
the preached it again the Indian
landed, and began to inspect the
flotsam on the edge of the bank
closely. Ainley watched him with
apprehension. Presently the Indian
stopped. and after two or three at
temps fished something from the
water. He looked at it ke6nly for a
moment, then he gave O shout, and
began to walk along the bar to-
wards the canoe.
AS he came nearer, the white man
saw that the object he carried was
the spoon end of n paddle. When
close at hand the Indian held it out
FOR his inspection.
Him broke" he said in English.
And the break quite fresh"
There was no question as to that.
Notwithstanding hal the paddle had
been in the water, the clean wood
Of the fracture showed quite plainly,
and whilst Ainley was looking at it
the Indian stretched q finger and
pointed to a semi-circular groove
which ran across the broken end.
Him shot!" he announced quite
calmly.
AS they started down river again,
Ainley's face took on a settled look
of anxiety. 1t was now close on mid
night, but very light, and on either
bank everything could be clearly
seen. They kept a sharp lookout,
but found no further trace of the
missing canoe, and the early dawn
found them in a quicKening current,
racing for the point where the trib-
utary river Joined the main stream.
Ainley looked ahead. Downstream
the river narrowed and the low
broad banks about them gradually
rose, until they were like high ram
parts on either hand. The Indian
pointed towards the tree-crowned
cliffs.
mo good there" he said. 1--WE
land here, and make grub; walk
down and see what the water like
A few minutes later they were
efioat again, and after a little time
there was no need to paddle. The
current caught them and flung them
towards the limestone gateway at
express speed. In an amazingly
short time they had passed through
the gorge, and were watching the
banks open out on either side of
them.
There was no sign of life any,
where, no indication that any one
had passed that way since time be-
gan. AS they sped onward a pc
euliar throb and rumble began to
make itself heard. 1t increased as
they reared the range of hills to-
wards which they were making, and
as the banks began to grow rocky,
and the water ahead broken by
b%oulders, the Indian looked for a
good place to land.
He found it on the Ice side of a
bluff where an eddy had scooped a
little bay in the steep bank, and
turning the canoe inside it, they
stepped ashore. Making the
secure they climbed TO the top of
the bank and began TO push their
way down stream.
The river but a few feet below
them, bordered by shelving terraces
of rock, suddenly disappeared. Roll
ing CLASSIFY for perhaps fifty yards,
with scarce a ripple on it's surface.
tho water seemed to gather itself
together, and leap into a gorge, the
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low. Ainley stood looking at the long
cascade for a full minute, a wild
light in his eyes, then he looked long
and steadily at the gorge through
which the river ran after its great
leap. His face was white and grim,
and his mouth was quivering pain
fully.
Then without a word he turned
and began to hurry along the line
of the gorge. The Indian strobe
after him.
"Where go to?" he asked.
1.-THE end of the gorge was the
brief reply.
An hours wild walking brought
them to the end of the gorge, and
looking down the rather steep face
of the hill, to the widening river, the
white man carefully surveyed the
hanks. After a time he found what |