Newark leader. ([Newark, Ohio]) 1917-1946, 1926-03-05

oteeIeS $ heart beat high Now Unat
the crazed beast with the evil voice
lay stiff in death. now that there was
hope for Wailing River-and for her.
the ba1lled scientist in Steele clamored
for the key to the riddle. What
breed Of beast, mad or normal, could
it be?
First at the trap, Michel turned to
Steele with a wild oath.
"By gar Look, look wat we hunt
all dis tam !" And the infuriated Iro-
quois slashed savagely at the carcass
gripped by the jaws of steel, till the
knife blade snapped in his hand. Then
with a heaye he turned over the hairy
body with the trap, and Steele stared,
dumbfounded into the twisted fea-
lures, horrible in the grimace of
DEATH of-Pierre!
Good Cd! Pierre from Ogoke-
Lafiamme |"
In amaZement, David and Steele
bent over the distorted face etched
with the frenZied despair of the mo-
ment when the steel fangs snapped,
crushing the bones, and he measured
the minutes until the chill of the
white death iced his blood This
Thing, stiff in it's suit of bear-skin,
with the huge feet lashed to the legs
this frozen masquerader, who, from
Wailing River to the Feather lakes,
from the Little Current to the Medi-
cine hills, had filed the tipis with
fear, had at last paid the price.
$50 you de feller dat keel de man
at Stoopin' riviere, an poor ole Pete,
ah-hah?" muttered the Ojibwa.y, eX-
amining curiOusly the hood, framed
from the scalp of a huge black bear,
and the skinned-out paws, pieced into
the great feet which had left the
mysterious trail.
AT length Steele found his voice
"To think of all that Wailng and
squalling being done hy an Indian
What vocal chords He was a marvel !!
Must have been trained for it by La
famine! Poor old Pete! We've
squared it for you. How did he Kill
him, Michel"
"Shoot heem from de tree, den cut
heem wild de knife ~
How he run on de snow wild dem
feet beat me-" wondered David.
He use snOWshoe It'll he wan to
make Windigo track. He lose de shoe
wen Pete get hees trail"
Then the stored hate Of weeks for
the master mind behind this broken
tool at their feet-the arch POTTER
who, with such subtlety had planned
to turn the valley Of the lower Wall
ing into forbidden country" which
no hunter dared enter-a land under
a taboo, spirit-ridden, summed; was
lOosed in Steele.
THAT crook at Ogoke shall pay for
all this-pay with his skin, with
every cent he owns" he stOrmed
Give me your hands, you two"
Slipping off their mitts the three
friends gripped over their victim.
1--WE swear, here and now, that we
will run Latlamme and his crowd out
Of this country, if we stay on the
snow until spring. Promiser"
jNo" objected David, withdrawing
his fist. "1e ees for me-de odders
for your
Fright! He belongs to David-the
police can't have him I"
And the three half-frozen men left
the thing in the trap and snoW-shoed
back to their camp where they found
Little Jacques huddled by the fire be
moaning the fate of his misguided
friends, who so rashly had followed
the voice Of the Windigo to their
doom.
whats the matter Jacques? Think
you see ghostsY asked Steele of the
frightened Cree.
"You-you not eat up?" he asked.
You nevaire shoot de gun. l had
fear de Windigo get you"
"No, we got HMM the bear trap.
In the morning l want you to go up
and see him so you can tell the people
at Wailing River"
NO, no l Weel HOT look at neem J!
protested the little half-breed, his
face picturing the horror aroused by
Steele's suggestion.
'Tke Windigo, Jacques, we found
to be an old friend Of yours, sent by
Lafamme to frighten the Indians
Pierre, who was at the post in Sep
tember. You must have look at
him for yourself before you take the
news to ST. Onge. In the morning
we'll send for all the people in the
district to come and see him"
Pierre, from Ogoke, he max all
dis troubP?"
"Yes He won't scare any more
hunters in this valley"