Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1924-06-18

Just before we sail--Pll give you
chance to show whether the Anglo
Saxon is hyperion to the Mongol. 1t
would be really diverting, for mo-
ment. Al present, both of us have
work to do-you to take care of the
camp and l to go after supplies"
His voice changed and softened, but
it had never been perceptibly hard.
Keep up the hunt for caribou" he
directed. "lhe boys haven't done SC
well lately. Take care of the meat
and cure it as fast as possible"
Then he turned to say goodby to
Dorothy.
She walked a short distance up
the hill with Ivan; and her trust in
herself and her love for him swept
back to her to the full when he gave
her goodby kiss.
"Take care of yourself, Ivan, !"
she told him with plaintlve sweet
ness that carried him off his feet.
you are all l have now. l have
lost so much, and l couldn't bear 10
lose you"
They chung together, and then
she watched him as he strobe away
up the hill. Signing, she turned
back to the camp.
Pete had her breakfast ready
with she reached the camp and his
homely face glowed when he
brought it to her. He had taken
especial pains today-venison liver
fried with bacon, coffee such as
her colored nanny herself could
make, brown flapjacks not too thick,
served with maple strip. His br.ad
shoulders lowered above her; and
he was boyishly elated when he saw
she was pleased.
The day wore on, and his care Of
her, his watchfulness, was wond
er. Although his work carried him
far afield, he had cut fuel always
ready for her hand in case the fire
burned low; he personally superin-
tended her meals, and he saw
with fine generalship-that at no
time she was left alone with Pavlof
and Fortune Joe.
When the day paled. and the
dusk crept in from the sea. she an
preciated his care more and more
He took special pains with her
dinner. He made reflector biscuits.
thin and light, to be served with
marmalade; he pot-roasted a fine
canvasback duck that Pavlof had
decapitated with the pistol; he fried
potatoes crisp and brown. He
watched her devour every mouthful
OF her portion, the after he had
remade the bed and built up the
ire IN the camv stove, he turned to
the task of washing dishes. Paylof
and Joe, meanwhile, We're cutting
INTO strips for curing the caribou
meat they had procured in the
days hunting.
l wouldn't mind washing The
dishes tonight" Dorothy told him
in friendly tone. Maybe you'll
like to help the men take care Of
the meat"
Couldn't think of it." Pete re-
turned. IF you'll excuse me saving.
Sol suspect you're not very ex-
perienced at it. But if you should
care to help me dry EN-,
They made quite little party
out OF washing and drying the meta,
plates and the crude, IRON knives
and forks. And soon it was de- n
dark, and night winds were blowIne
from the sea. This work done tha
glrI started to turn away.
But she halted; and he saw her
girlish profile in the soft Iigbt ~
che camp fire. Would YOU like Is
come and sit at the door of INV tent
little while?" she asked. Her voice
was somewhat tremulous; but She
dld not try to ask herself why.
Pete glanced about him. "Camn
work is pretty well done, for TO-
night. / will smoke my pipe once
at your tent door, if you don't mind
human cornpanionship is very re-
assuring, very necessary in this
North"
She went in and sat comfortably
on her bed, while he sat at the tent
mouth. They talked easily, surpris-
ingly freely while the lesser stars
were emerging, and his pipe palcd
and glowed and paled again in the
gloom. She felt wholly secure and