White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1926-08-13
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"A book or two," he said, land sew
eral pamphlets on scientific discover
les. They may interest you some
lonely hour"
The trapper took the old mans
hand once more. Always 70 small
kindness, Father" he said sravely.
None Is SO bad zattyou do not love
him. An all the wilderness Is love
you In return. Adieu."
Two days later at dusk Du Bots shot
his canoe up on q lonely point and
strobe eagerly forward to the cabin
which sat at the forests edge.
"Mieu," he called, ut is only me
your frien'. Come hout."
At the farther wall door opened
a crack and pale young face looked
out fearfully, cautiously. as If to make
sure by sight as well as by hearing
that this was indeed Du Bots and none
other. Then a slip Of boy stepped
into the outer room. He seemed scarce
20 years old. and he had great. scared
eyes of deepest blue. His thin hands
moved restlessly. He came impetu-
ously forward and laid his fingers on
tho others arm.
I've missed you, Du Bois," he said
tensely. God, how I've missed you!
couldn't have stood it another day.
And to think If you had not found me
and brought me here l would be rot
ting there now-I would have commit
ted suicide. know"
"Non." cried the trapper sharply,
you would have foun' yourself In
stead. The soul. M'sieu, she is built
of better stuff"
With the JOY of perfect health he
set about preparing meal. At table
he told the lad in detail about his trip,
gripping his knife in his huge hand
and leaning far over in his earnest
ness.
Eat post, St. Anne, she is one
awful place. 60 no more. Is NO
welcome for real man. An, M'sieu,
as he finished the story Of the fight, 81
come mighty near losing zese locket
witch you give me for the safe-keep
ing. Those precious ting! one fine
frien' to lose Eat, eh?"
Don't lose it, Du Bots, ever" said
the boy. my mother had 1t made fol-
me, and one like it for Nora. Because
we're twins, you know, and she is
she is" He gulped and swallowed
and the big blue eyes fixed on Du
Bois' face clouded slowly with mist
of tears. The bully rose, lifted the
lad to his feet and, putting his great
arms about him, patted his shoulder
as gently as woman would.
"She is all things sweet an good Eat
ever lived in zis OIL world M'sieu," he
said, "an,' for her sweet sake, Du Bots
who have never looked on her Twin
face. would die with the laugh, jus
to save scratch from the SO small
finger of her."
| 1t awed Du Bois-this miracle, thai
he, light o. love that he was, should
be humbled in the dust of abasement
by this woman's pictured face. Fol
two months now he had studied 1t IN
freight and at dawn, at noon and
night, and ever the wonder of Its
beauty and innocence had bowed
down his heart in worship. He opened
1t now and looked at 1t in Its glitterins
case. "She is god, M'sieu," he said
pure AZ lily wat bloom in shade"
And she believes in me-" sobbet
the boy, "she won't admit I'm all bad.
Du Bots shook his great head Fol
sure! You are not bad at all, M'sieu
only yer young, an youth she do wilC
things"
The lad clenched his hands. IF
only knew, Du Bois," he muttered
For Gods sake, why can't remem
Der?
II know liked Van Blunt-hat
been at his apartment many times be
fore. He was fine-kind, courteous
and very, very wealthy. All the fel
lows liked him. That night we hat
played and drunk lot. There were
about nine of us there. Kennel, Car
son, Hargrave. myself and some 9th
ers. We broke up late[I remember
taking my hat and coat from Val
Blunt's man who was waiting to &c
home then. All of sudden table
seemed rising to meet me and-and
didn't know anything more until" he
stopped and shuddered, then went or
as II he must tell 1t all. until walked
in the gray dusk of dawn and saw
saw Van Blunt lying close to me dead
as q stone-with knife in his white
shirt-front. The room was in dis
order. The little wall safe was open.
And the strangest thing of all, Du
Bots" (Du Bots was nodding in alb
aorbed attention as II he were hearing