Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1941-11-20
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By GEORGE MARSH

THE STORY so FAR: Bound for the
Chibougamau gold country, six men lost
their lives on the Nottaway river. Red
Malone, Garrett Finlay, brother of one
of the six, and Blaise, half-breed guide,
arrive at Nottaway posing as surveyors.
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Malone flashed his pocket torch or
the face of his friend, swollen be-
yond recognition. "By the father Of
all the moose, Blaise, look at him!'
"By gar, boss, were you get dem
bite?"
"You mean to say you two didn't
hear the As few hours back?" de-
manded Garry.
"Not shot! I saw through the
glasses that you and Lise were sit
ting pretty coy on the beach and
everything looked all right, so Blaise
and I took paddle up the lake.
We came back around five, couldn't
find you, so turned Flame loose.
Then we lost him.
eyes," laughed Garry, "every-
thing was all right except that Tete-
Blanche and his mob jumped me
after she left. But I got three or
four before they cracked me from
behind with q club. I came to,
lashed to a tree in a small bog
back in the bush. Flame, bless
i'm! took their trail and found me.
Then chewed the thongs on my
wrists"
81 told you, Garry!" burst out
Red, f1ourishing his long arms in his
anger. "Blaise and I warned you!
The little, embarrassing"
"Wait till you hear the story, Red.
It's a queer one!"
AS they padded back to camp,
Finlay told the story in detail.
"Well, what do you think, Consta-
BILE Malone?"
ut looks like wolf eat wolf, now,
Sergeant Finlay. If we don't get
this Tete-Blanche, he's bound to get
us! After today it'll be no quarter.
''Well, what's your idea, Blaise?"
asked Finlay.
eve get dat whitehead, quick,
or we navarro leave de lake. Dey
goin' to hunt us like starve wolf.
Some night we 60 straight to Isa-
dore's place, put knife into Tete-
Blanche in hees bed and we take
Isadore to de railroad"
Steady! Not so bloodthirsty!" OBJ
jected Finlay, splashing water on
his tortured face and chest. eve
happen to be police, you know. My
orders are to investigate the disap-
pearance of six men.
Until we can show that Isadore
has vital reason for keeping white
men out of this country we've got no
motive for his having them shot"
II thought, of course, it was plac-
er gold, somewhere on the river, Is
adore was covering" said Red, "but
Wabistan's never seen them work
ing the bars.''
That's just it. We can't show a
plausible motive for numbering
these men. Until we find one we're
licked. We haven't scratched the
surface of this case yet, Red"
YOU'RE right, chief. And if he
succeeds in turning the Montagnais
against us, we'll never get out of
this country"
They'll swarm on us. If we have
to disclose the fact that we're po-
lice, Isadore will blame the Indi-
ans, stand pat and we're licked"
Exactly, and he'll bring charges
against me for firing on his men
without cause"
Red snorted in disgust. "Why, you
had to fight 'em, Garry! You knew
they'd wipe you out if they took you
and there'd be no proof of what
happened. Of course, it's regula-
tons but, after what we know and
what they tried to do to you, what
are you going to call it when Blaise
and I meet up with this Tete-
Blanche?"
"Sef-defense, Red!" Garry chuck
led
Thanks, Sergeant Finlay! Do you
know this is the toughest assign
ment you and ever had? You asked
for it and got it because you were
trained surveyor before you joined
the force"