New Britain herald., 1923-12-05

In silence they travelled up the lake, and after a time reached the place where the moose-hide teepes lifted their shadowy forms against the back ground of snow and trees. The camp was dark and silent as a place of the lead.
 Do you stay here with zee dogs, m'seiu. whilst l go drag out Chief i George. Have zee rife ready; an eef dere is trouble, Dc prompt at zee shootin'. Nous comprcnez?"
 stane stood with the rife ready. watching Remarks progress across the snow. He saw him reach the chiefs 1 tepec, and throw open the moose hide i flap. then disappear inside. He waited for what seemed an intolerable ] time. and once heard rustic from the nearest tercc. and divincd that in l spite of the stiffness Of the camp quick eyes were watching tho doings . of his companion and himself Then hc caught coughing grunt, and out Of the t"pec which tho trapper had entered emerged two forms. tho first bent and shamhlinC, the other that Of Jean Benard. They picked their way walking close together, between the moose-hidc tents, and as they drew near the sledge. Stanc saw that the shamblng form was that of Chief George, and that he walked with the mugzle Of the trapper's pistol in the small Of his back.
 They marched up the lake five hun a Fd ba ssl Tf,tA hpl ind them maintaining the silence Of the dead. then Bernard halted.
 Now" he said. "wc wcel talk" Pointing his pistol at the Indian and speaking in the patois Of the tribe. he addressed him.
 What means the attack upon my cabin"
 "i know nothing" mumblod the Indian, shaking with fear and cold. "lt was Chigmok--my sisters son who led the young men away"
 So, Rut thou hast seen the rifles and the burning water. the blankets. the tea and the molasses which are tho price to be paid. | know that thou hast seen them" At thc words the Chief started little. then he made d mumhling admission: "fcs. ] have seen them. They arc great price,
 But who pays?"
 "I know not white man. that is all know. The rest is known to Chigmok alone"
 "whithrr has the white maiden been carrlcd?"
 Chief George waved his hand 10 tho East. '''fhroush the woods to the lake Of Little Moose. there to meet tho man who pays tho price"
 Benard looked at Stanc. "Dcre ecs nothing more dat he can tcll I am sure Of dat. an we waste tmc.'
 "Yos. Let him Ro."
 The trappcr nodded and then ad- dressed tho Indian once more. Thou wilt go back to thy lodge now. bu' this is not the end. For the evil that hath been done the price will have 10 be paid"
 Chief George waited for no second bidding. but began 10 shamblc off across the snow towards his cncamp- ment. The two mon watched him gD. in silence for little timc. and then stanc spoke.
 This lake of thc Little Moose. where is it?"
 About sixteen miles to zee East. II ccs known to me. \ lcetlc lak' drsolate as hell. in zec midst Of hills. We uerl go there. an find dis white man an Mees Yardely"
 Under tho light Of the stars. and helped by the occasional flashing light of the aurora. they traveled up iho lake for some distance. then leaving ifs surface they turned ab- ruptly eastward. following ,an un- hroken trail through country which began rapidly to alter iu character. Tie great woods tbinncd out and the eay they followed took an upward swing. whilst a steady wind with the Lnifc-rdgt cold Of the North began 10 blov- in their faces.
 The trail was not an easy one. and the dogs whined as they bent ;o the collars. but Jean Bcnard. with frame of iron and with muscles like steel springs marched steadily on. for what to stane seemed hours. then in The sh"linr Of q cliff crowned with troca he caiird a halt.
 w rest here" hc said. an vail for zno daylight Den VIC look down