Newark leader. ([Newark, Ohio]) 1917-1946, 1926-01-29
SYNOPSIS

Hilaire St. onge, factor at wailing
Introduces himself and accepts an in
during his stay. From St. Onge he
san' sv tn. Of ana Ss asap
pearance Of canoe and Its crew, with
the seasons take of furs.
CHAPTER II.-Steele hears the Win
digo" David and Michel, st. Onge's
head-man, leave for the scene of the
steele that fascelles, the oompany's
manager at Fort Albany, seeks his
ruin in order to compel Denise to mar
ry him to save her father.
CHAPTER III.-Hearing her violin
sacrificing brilliant musical career to
comfort her father. David and Michel
return. but are uncommunicative.
CHAPTER Iv.-Tete- Boule, Indian in
to Steeie's talk with David and Michel,
that Louis faaamme, factor at ogoke,
has made application to her father for
the hand of Denise.
CHAPTER v-Pierre, Indian from
Ogoke, visits the Wailing River post,
o0stensibly for gun shells. David and
Michel are suspicious of him.
CHAPTER vI.-Lascelles visits Wall
"Windigo." To s his oonstsrnatioD, sUi ~ Dse 5se
Mise tells Steele she is Lascslles' flancee.
CHAPTER vII-steele, David and
Michel leave to visit an OjibWay camp,
royee to Nepigon.
CHAPTER vIII.-Talk with the ojib-
ways confirms the suspicion that Pierre
ls nnd SPY and 1T &Tete-Boule his accom-,
Pa P1,ce. Inc Wlndlgo Is heard and
Wailing River with messages. Steele
in an effort to hold the terrified Indi-
ans, takes the trail Of the "Windigo."
without result.
CHAPTER IX.-steele and David
start for Nepigon. At Ogoke Lafamms
iesrnins with surprise ases Of the ies"1Nfy nWiny.
digo" and the loss Of St. Onge's fur
canoe. steele meets Rose, Lafashmes
mistress, who Is introduced by La
famine as his sister.
For two hours the canoe was driven
as only seasoned men can push maple
paddles. Then, leaving the lake, they
faced forty miles Of the swift Rouge
before they turned off on the portage
to the Jackfish. Once on the Jackfish
they could travel as fast as their pur-
Suers, for from there it was all down
stream to Nepigon. But the thought
which added pounds to the thrust of
pole and lunge Of paddle through the
travail and sweat of that October day
was the chance Of being headed by
Indians sent overland to the Jackfsh
portage. With no shells for their
rifles, they were at the mercy of the
first half-breed to come up with them.
So, without stopping at noon, the flee
ing canoe pushed on up the Rouge,
and not until dusk settled on the val
ley, was it turned to the shore.
There, unloading the weary crew
carried boat and outfit back into the
bush" against the possible chance Of
their camp smoke being seen at day
light by those at their heels.
Dawn found them at their galley
slavery with another back-breaking
day to live through before the clear
ing of the Jackfish portage would open
up ahead. Unless they were run down
shortly, that night the fleeing canoe
would ride the Jackfish, and they had
won.
They were rounding a bend below a
backwater when the man in the bow
lifted his hand and pointed. In the
shadows, not fifty yards away, stood
yearling moose.
"Meat to take us to Nepigon I"
groaned Steele.
David slapped the water with the
fiat of his paddle. "Marche, you" he
cried, "or de cutt'roat benin us weel
get you"
Zone shell would have got him!'
said Steele, ruefully, as the moose
slowly turned and disappeared.
"Wal, l not vast de last shot on
moose" and the Indian held up a
shining cartridge for the inspection Of
his friend.
"Where in the devil did you get
thax?" cried the amazed and delighted
stern man.
Il fin eet cen de grub bag"
"And you never told me! Is that
fair, David?'
"Wal, eef tell you, you fire eet at
de moose"
"Why not? We would have red
meat then, to Nepigon."
The Ojibway shook his head sober
ly: "Daveed save eet for one of La
flamme's men,"
To. Steele, who felt now that sun
down would find them at the Jackfish
portage; that their pursuers were far
in the rear; the words of David
sounded unduly ominous. IT was nos
sible that some Of the Indians on their
trail could travel the forty miles of
broken, bush-grown river shore in a
night and day, but he doubted it.
So he laughed loudly at the square
back Of his friend when, an hour be-
fore sunset, they landed at Jackfish
portage.
"Well, we did 1t, old boyl" cried
Steele, slapping the knotted shoulder
Of the grinninR DAVID. "Now Wen