Nogales international., 1929-06-25

there was not much opportunity for
discussion of our situation.
Mr.. Hemingway made the first
move. "I'm going to town." he de-
clared. II can't stand it here any
longer. I made it once on snowshoes,
and l guess l can do it again"
."But the snow is deeper now," OBJ
jected Mrs. Hemingway, her matron-
ly concern overcoming her anger for
the moment.
Thank you just as much for. your
suggestion" her husband said coldly,
"but my going and coming has ceased
to be any affair of yours"
Mrs. Hemingway flushed as if she
had been struck. / half rose as if to
defend her. This was observed by the
others, who glanced at one another
with significant looks as if to say,
"See! The ownership of the woman
has passed from the husband to the
acknowledged lover!"
1--WE can't let you go alone" Colonel
Stewart objected when Hemmingway
began to bundle up preparatory tc
leaving. There is really considerable
danger"
Then will someone else go with
me?"
Mr.. Hemingway surveyed our
group with disdain. His attitude sig
nihed that he did not think there was
a man in the lot of us.
"I1l co." / volunteered suddenly
After all, why not2 There was nothing
to stay for.
"Yon go with me?" Hemingway
questioned derisively. "There is no
object in your trying to get me alone.
You have already robbed me of the
only thing I care for in life" He cast
tragic glance at the dissolving Ms.
Hemingway.
"Dont be unreasonable" Jim
Cooper put in his oar as usual. "This
is all for the best. You ought to be
glad to have Tom go with you. If he's
with you it is the only way you can be
certain that he isn't flirting with your
| wife"
Jim's argument carried undeniable
weight with the distracted husband.
could see him ponder it. Although he
had cast her off, the idea of his wife
taking up with someone else was gall
ing to him.
At last he said, "Come on, then, if
you're the only one who has the nerve
to follow where lead"
Then came the problem of snow
shoes. Hemingway had his that he
had secured in town, but there wasn't
another pair in the institution.
Finally we dug up some skis which
had been sent by some charitable con-
tributor with a lack of humor. If you
never happened to have seen any, they
are long strips of springy wood about
four inches wide turned up at one end
like a sled runner. If you can navigate
them the chances are that you can spell
"fjord" without breaking the type
writer.
The colonel bade us godspeed and
directed us on our way.
"You can't get lost" he assured us.
"It may be hard to follow the road on
account of everything being piled deep
with snow, but if you bear due east
you'll come out at the village without
fail"
We started, not rapidly as I have
heard that Indians and Norwegians
travel across snow-felds, but Gait
tiously and slowly. My skis had a
tendency to toe out that was very ag-
gravating. Once or twice had to sit
down to argue with them about it. !
couldn't follow both of them, and if
went with one had to leave one leg
behind.
On the few occasions when I de-
Aected them from the outward angle
they turned the other way and / got
my runners crossed.
"Tf you're trying to make me
laugh" said Mr.. Hemmingway sar-
casticallx. a. ! got I'D AMI dug the