White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1924-10-10

CONTINUED from Last Week.
The grandeur and majesty Of the
mountains, these serene peaks, chang
ing color all day as the world rolled
around, with their high glaciers and
snow crevices; the great hearts OF
these forests filling the long gashes
of the lower tanning valleys, each
with it's own roar of creek in the
bottoms: all that had it's tremendous
allure for these three men of such
different natures.
la one part of him John Fiske was
elated to know that he was here, see
ing it all, hearing it all, breathing it.
Yet as they strung down, leaving
BIsh's shack with it's narrow door and
two Sits of windows Gall securely
closed up again to keep out mountain
rats) he was glad. Some other time
he might return, he thought, in diff
ferent conditions, and enjoy 1t all, in
tranquility.
Down through the deep forest that
was the Dark Forest Of his delirium
the laden cayuses stepped dainty
heads down, with little cautious drop
ping jerks. They came to the roar
of the creek and the temporary
bridge, the great cedar tree, the rut
in which he had helped to make. They
continued beyond to the great rock
slide, and there paused long spell
to let the horses Craze, packs of, as
there was little feed further on. Then
again, packs once more in place, heav
Ter than on the way out (for now they
carried much ore, not merely small
samples, but enough to prove the find
every beast with it's load, one way o.
another, of about hundred and sixt.
pounds), they climbed we'll up thu
rocky edges Of the slide before enter
ing it.
The Wolfer swung to the saddle
and led the way into the rubble.
was better to go mounted than afoot
for if they went afoot horse and maj
might be separated, and the horse
thus get clustered A little way OH
Waits horse began to slide, but b
headed him on. Behind, Blunt an
John urged the pack-horses out int
the difficult place, so that there Nigh
not be too long gap between Walt
horse, leading, and the first PACK
horse. If only the whole string coul
keep close at starting each hors
would wildly try to follow in the step
of the one ahead and not allow tn
drift of the slide to carry it dowr
Later, halfway out in the slide, som
showed signs of being carried ava!
Blunt urged his horse a little belo
them, dropping side-wise a momer
from the saddle to pick UP handfl
\ of small stones to throw at the
:. launches.
up! Up! Up" his voice shoute
and the hills replied: =. Up! VI
John drove the last horse ahead an
| followed. 1t was an exciting eros
| luS, linz Lue ClOoSiH6 VI q hAuu
dry river, a river stationary unit
| stepped into and then all movement
But they won safely over.
| That's that shouted the Wolf
| hilariously That's that"
On the next afternoon they came
| uh Int n1n \
? in various channels percolating alon
singing, dancing shallow among tt
shingly bottoms. Thus far all we
we'll. They had even sense Of ell
ton counting the miles, and countil
the peaks, one by one. With the pac
horses strung out ahead of them thu
came across the meadow there,
ward the last rise, and then, one
one, refined in, and grouped, al
started. For below them, looking
their direction, warned Of their col
ing by the pack-laden animals tn
logged ahead, stood man in his shi
sleeves, leaning on a shovel besi'
the two heaps of stones under viii,
lay Sid Stevens and the thin skelett
of bad man called Ghost-face. I
was a big man with a heavy mou
tache, and all three recognized Il
sheriff of Jaffery City.
Gee Whit" calculated Bunt rs;
Walt! Here's where you put yo
bean in soak. He's either digging e
| up or has dug 'em up and is GOVERN
EN- over again! Here's where Il
thinking hard has to be done. Thin
darn you'll"
But Walt was already thinking,
hand fidgeting to and fro, feeling Il
underside of his chin; that hef
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