Browning chief. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1941-1953, 1941-11-21

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bush the next man over the trail.
Patamish had no gun. They had
brought him to help carry the meat
and the canoe. He had nothing
against these white men and wanted
to run away. But his companions
had threatened to shoot him il he
didn't stay. When the firing began
he had started to run but the dog
had pulled him down.
ASK him if he believes we've
sickened the children with the evil
eye as Kinebik says" suggested
Garry.
The boys black eyes glanced at
his carefully bandaged arm, then
lifted to the faces Of the white men
and his keen face lighted in
smile. NO." he said to Blaise,
this white man saved me from his
dog and bound my arm. He would
not sicken children"
That's the lad, Joe Patamishl"
applauded Finlay. There are
brains under that mop of hair. Tell
him, Blaise, he's going with US but
until we're sure he won't run away,
we'll have to tie him up. This kid
Is going to be useful"
He'll be very useful" he added.
Now let's get the canoe and the
rest Of our stuff across this carry"
But the boy had not finished his
story. As he talked the burrows
cut deep into Blaise's face.
He made q clicking sound with his
tongue as he gravely shook his head.
What does he say?" demanded
Garry.
Deere was big fight at de islam!
Chief Wabistan koch Kinebik and
Tete-Blanche wild whiskey for Mon.
tagnais. Michel Wabistan and two
odders was shot. Der is moch trou-
b. for Chief Wabistan."
Poor Michel" said Finlay. He
was a good boy! Well, Mr.. Isadore,
you're rolling up the score against
YOURSELF"
zoe Patamish say, ALSO" con-
tinued Blaise, dat Kinebik make
big medicine wen de August moon
is round"
Red, We'll be there! Now, men,
let's get going!"
Through the following night three
silent men pushed the Peterboro up
Waswanipi bound for their rendez-
vous with Chief Wabistan.
Malone, whose invincible opti-
y,oicvo fo1ora%oI M &c Jofoo<
was deep in dreams of a red-gold
head and a pair of laughing eyes
back at Matagami.
But as their maple blades put
mile after mile of the sleeping lake
behind them, in the harassed brains
of Finlay and Blaise there was small
hope of winning out as only through
some miracle of chance could they
hope to checkmate the red hunters
infamed by Tete-Blanche's whiskey
and Kinebik's magic.
Joe Patamish had told them that
most of the young men had left the
fishing camps and joined Kinebik's
crusade to save the children. Only
handful of Wabistan's relatives
and friends had rallied around the
chief. And Finlay realized, bitterly,
that if he should manage to hang on
until the arrival of the police plane,
he would be no nearer his goal. He
had come to find the men RESPONSE
BILE for the disappearance of Bob
Finlay and the others. He had found
them but he still had no legal proof
of their guilt. And how, with the
Montagnais out of control, could he
hope to arrest and hold Isadore and
ete-Blanche even for breach of the
Indian whiskey law? They'd laugh
at him, wipe out his party and dis
appear, as McNab said, into the
muskeg of the Bitter Water. In his
message to headquarters he had
asked for police plane by Septem-
Der first to carry his prisoners south.
That plane would arrive too late
Sergeant Garrett Finlay and Consta-
BILE Malone would then be beyond
need of help. And Lise! What would
happen to the girl he had promised
to see safe at Matagami-who had
stormed into his heart that day on
the beach? He choked back groan
as he thought of the love that had
come so strangely into his life. What
would become of Lise?
They slept all DAY hidden in the
timber of the point where Wabi-
stan was to meet them. That night
a canoe slid into the beach. Finlay
took the old mans bony hand.
"You have lost your son. l am
sad." Garry said.
my son and my people have left
me! The heart Of Wabistan is sick.
Now his knife is sharp like an ca
gle's beak. His gun is loaded"
"You must eat first" said Fin
lay, "then let US talk over our pipes
beside the fire which is hidden from
the lake."
As they ate Noise Wabistan and
his father gave to Blaise in their
native tongue the story of their find
ing Tete-Blanche and Kinebik at
Montagnais camp and of the fight
that followed.
'Dey say" interpreted 5laise,