The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1925-03-19
Continued from last week.

plunglng came from tne Stables, Wnlcl
were now discernible against tn
Frightening sky.
Monsieur cried Leboeuf, pointing
Estelle chung to Lee. wait Wait !
she cried. But even in Lees miser,
the instinct to ave the animals cam
first. Leboeuf and he set off TOWARD
the building, staggering through the
swamp, while the fiery fingers of the
c%oniagration reached out toward
them.
NO! This way I" cried Estelle
running toward them.
She guided them along the little
trail. In a few moments Lee and
Leboeuf had unhaltered the animals
and led them to safety, the Indian
carrying the saddles and brides over
his arm.
AT the neck of the %prOmontory Els.
telle grasped at Lee again. "He Is
gone! y she cried. "He has taken her
to Lake Misquash in his motor boat
Oh, don't you care, that you stanC
there like that?"
Lee looked al her, despair heavy in
his eyes. $50 much" he answered
that I shall follow him to the Arctic
ice If necessary. That is why there
is no instant hurry. Estelle."
Estelle could not understand his
calmness. "He made me deceive you,
she cried. He swore to me that he
would take me away with him, leav.
ing her in the hut with you. He said
he would place a knife near you, sc
that you could see it when it grew
light, and would be able to free your
self and her. He only wanted a few
minutes respite. II believed him,
the perjured liar. He tricked me-, and
now he's gone foreverl"
She broke down in stormy sobs. Lee
said nothing. At that moment, when
everything seemed lost, and it was
impossible to save Joyce from the
worst, he could only build up endless
schemes for future retribution. He
would pursue Railway, if necessary,
not only to the Arctic ice, but to the
ends Of the earth. Butt was too
late!
4ndl Stunning IGdlIEitibA hCiL III
as still and silent as if nothing mat
tered at all.
All the while these thoughts passed
through his mind he was walking with
the others across the promontory. It
was growing light now, but they could
see no signs of movement in the huts
opposite them. Lee quickened his
footsteps, oppressed by a vague fear.
Outside the huts he stopped, uttered
q cry.
Father McGrath lay in a huddled
heap. There was a bloody wound in
his head. Lee threw himself upon his
knees beside the old priest, sure that
he was dead. He took one wrist.
Father McGrath was very far from
being dead. He sat up with electri-
flying |suddenness, and dealt Lee a
buffet that knocked him backward.
And the flow of language that streamed
from his lips was, if not actually OBJ
jurgative, decidedly picturesque.
Then Of a sudden he seemed to
realize where he was. He stared at
Lee in dismay, looked wildly around
him.
"Whaur are they? All, the"
Lehoeuf, coming up at this juno
ture with the two horses, uttered a
melancholy grunt at the sight of the
old priest, with his bloody head, and
the prisoners gone. McGrath was in
a raging fury.
1t was not difficult to piece the story
together. When Lee disappeared into
the muskeg, Leboeuf, knowing that 1t
was impenetrable, unless n possessed
knowledge of the trails, FASTENED after
him, leaving McGrath in charge of the
prisoners. Though McGrath remem-
bered nothing from that moment, it
could be gathered that one of them
had drawn a concealed pistol and
fired, telling McGrath and stunning
him.
Whereupon, thinking him dead, the
whole crew had rushed for the motor
boat, but, frightened back by Bstelle's
screams and the sight Of the two men
there, whom they believed to be more
Of Lees raiding party, they had
swarmed down the landing place into
the York boats, and made good their
escape.
The whole nights work had gone
for nothing.
Lee insisted on examining Nc
Grath's wound, and discovered that it
was a mere Craze along the temple.
The bone had turned the glancing
bullet.
faye, it's the thick head o. the Nc
saved me, and it's the thick
head o. the McGraths saved them !"
the old man lamented bitterly. "Twas
an evil moment when We consented to
)rring me WI We, Anderson"
Lee tried to console him, but Nc
appeared utterly respondent
yer his failure. 1t was in vain Lee
old him that he did not need the