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The Valley of Voices
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By GEORGE MARSH
Author of "Toiler* of the Trail.'
The Whelp* of the Wolf**
(CopTii»hl by Um Nu Pobll.hln* Ob.»
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THE WINOIQO
Ton never eew e wtndlgo;
that's cure. The chances axe that
you never heard one. But have
you 'Over heard a superstitious In
dian or half-breed of the Canadi
an wilds tell of Its horrors? He
certainly makes a blood-curdling
thing out of the wlndlgo. Any
way. this I* the story of a wtn
dlgo that was reel enough to
leave tracks like those of a groat
bear and to kill a big blood
hound. It is also the story of a
factor's daughter and an Ameri
can naturalist. The girl Is beau
tiful and educated and a won
derful violinist. The man Is brave
and strong. And when Brent
Steele get* late the "Valley of
Voices" and sees the charm of
Denise St. Onge and realises that
the mysterious wlndlgo Is work
ing for her destruction—why, he
drops everything else and starts
In to solve the malign mystery.
There's n fierce rivalry between
trading posts—which complicates
S
f
the situation. And Denise, to save
her father, haa bees forced Into
a promise of marriage. So Brent
Steele's Job Is a he-man a Job.
But he does the Job—end gets
his reward.
4
CHAPTER I
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Steele stopped in his tracks. With
his right band he freed hla ear from
the bead-piece of his tump-line and
gtood listening. Surely, he thought,
those were the unmistakable notes of
« violin, clear above the noise of the
rapids. Curions, he continued up the
steep portage ; now convinced that
faintly through the beat of broken wa
ters. which the trail paralleled, floated
eerie music, now doubting hla senses.
At length his alert ears failed to cap
ture the strains of the magic violin
wnd be dismissed his illusion as the
vagary of nerves overtense from the
toll of the trail over which be had
-come.
For a space he went on, engrossed
In other thoughts, when through the
roar of the waters a violin sobbed
up to a wild crescendo . . . then
ceased.
Easing the top bag to the ground,
Steele swung the lower pack, with its
attached tump-Ilne, beside it, and
waited. These were no fancied melo
dies of summer Whitewater* It was
no wraith music which a shift in the
August breese had brought him—this
tnad playing.
Again the notes of the violin were
audible; clearer now. gome magician
«nt there on the neighboring shore
was baring bis soul. It was unbeliev
able—here. In this lost valley of the
north—pure wizardry.
Steele listened as the violin sang of
yearning and despair, unutterable,
which genius has voiced to the world
through the magic of Its string*. And
as be listened be wondered what trag
edy lay behind that playing, what
trick of fate bad buried this master
of the bow In a fur-post on the W su
ing river.
"Wat yon bear, do Wlndlgo seeng
ln de strong-water?"
Turning, Steele smiled at the blocky
figure of the speaker standing tn the
troll, hla head and shoulders bent un
der a canoe.
"No, David, bat I've been listening
to the violin of a shaman—a medicine
man conjuring up the spirits of the
rapids. Someone at this French post
is * sorcerer."
"Maybe yon hear Wlndlgo all de
same," dryly suggested the half-bread,
easing the stern of the canoe to the
trail to uncover a broad, swart face
wrinkled with amusement "Dp at
Enchanted,
Fort Hope de peopi' scared of dis river
for sure. Dey teil me de strong-water
by de French peat bad place for da
devils an' de Wlndlgo."
"Tes, I heard that too, the valley
baa a bad name on the Albany. Fran
cois, at Martin's Falls, says It was
called the Wailing river becs ose of
the moaning of the rapids here in
winter. I told him it was only the
wind, bat be wouldn't have it—Insist
ed that the place was 'bad country,'
bewitched."
"Dey say plenty peopi' drown there,
long tarn ago," gravely added David. -
"So old Pierre once told me, down
at Henley boose. He was traveling
from Ogoke to the Albany one winter
and struck this gorge stout sunset.
Bat the spirits scared him so with
their trailing that he (hove bis dogs
ten miles before he dared to make
I can't understand why the
French built a place on a tabooed
river. They must have known Its rep
ntstioaL"
"Wal." replied De rid with a grt
mace, "I nevplre hear
Wlndlgo bowl
da night hut eef
for sore.
I call dis de Starrte' riviere."
Steete laughed loudly at the remark
of his bard-heeded companion, erbose
legacy of superstition from an Ojih
way mother had been heavily diluted
by the Mood of a Scotch father."
"1 could eat a caribou myself." he
said, "but well bave a Mg teed at the
while I And out who's ptsylag that
Who would
wtthte «
of these bad land* who coaid play
like that?"
The half-breed started over the
portage while Steele turned into the
thick acnib toward the river. From
the foot of the rapid* the trail had
swung away from the broken hanks
of the gorge, bat shortly Steele saw
patches of foam through the spruce.
Be stopped to listen, snd again the
notes of the violin shrilled above the
monotone of the t token waters. Slow
ly be worked hts way along the shoul
der of the shore, then, forced beck to
circle a gash In the eroded cliff, stum
bled upon a trail, and following it a
short distance, suddenly stiffened.
The path led to a huge, flat-topped
bowlder thrusting out Into the stream.
On the rock, her dark head nestling
a violin to her cheek, stood a woman.
Surprise held the man motionless.
To eyes which for months had not
looked upon a comely white woman,
the picture of the lithe figure of the
musician, a crown of dusky hair half
masking the face turned to the river,
was a delight be hesitated to cut short
by s betrayal of hla presence.
From the passionate hopelessness of
Massenet's "Elegie" the violin swung
Into a deathless lament of Orieg, grim
with the eternal tragedy of hla own
gray north sea. As she played, the
girl turned, exposing her face. On
her cheeks were tears. But she did
not see the listener for her eyes were
dosed.
She ceased playing. With a sense
of awe at having beard the cry of
y
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"I Com« Hare to Play, Monsieur—
Often," She Replied In s Ten*#, Un
even Voioo.
stark despair, the trespasser, con
scions of sacrilege, had turned to
retreat when be was stopped by:
"Qnl vient 1*7 Who Is there?"
Caught, the eavesdropper faced
about, hat in hand.
"Mademoiselle," be began, redden
ing under the questioning gaze which
swept him from moccasins to tattered
shirt, then fearfully searched bis eyes
a* If seeking a sinister meaning tn
bis sadden appearance, "1 am pack
ing np the cany to the poet 1- I
beard your marvelous playing—and
came Yon will pardon my listening?"
The dark face of the girl in turn
flashed.
awaited the revelation of her Just
anger. That meant for the forest and
waters only—the naked sngnlsb of a
The guilty man humbly
right that he should pay.
"I come here to play—monsieur—
often." she replied in a tense, uneven
voice. "1 was startled I We see no
There is
more—tout the Indiana,
nothing—to pardon."
She spoke in English, with a flavor
of accent which Steele bed beard be
fore, bat not in French Canada.
Relieved at his reprieve, be has
tened to explain his presence on that
bnah-grown portage of the W ailing
river.
"My man David and I are bound
from the Albany to Ogoke lake and
the Nepigon. We've bees In the bosh
since May." he laughed, painfully
aware of a three-days' growth of
beard, with a deprecatory gesture
toward bis frayed clothes, "and have
some trading to do at the post, as
yon see. la It far?"
"Only a short distance, monsieur.
My father will welcome the sight of
a white man; tar him It le no lonely
"But surely," be proteeted, "H is
" So ah*
was the daughter of the French fee
tor, sad be wondered what force of
of this talented girt into the far
trade as aa employee of the French
company, this girl with the somter
eyes who earn* to the «ht tows 1 er*
with her rioiln—aad her grief. Was
ft tragedy he had chanced upon, or
"Lonely hers tor s woman? Surely.
of the
The site
ss s
sttlv« month of tho girt shaped a
faint smile, bat the dark eye* did not
change aa the continued: "Yet I bava
my father and my violin, while ba
be haa only bit memories,"
"Bat." he gallantly protested, "your
father, mademoiselle, has the compan
ionship of a very"—he hesitated and
finished weakly—"hi* daughter."
She laughed In hla face. "Ah, mon
aleur. yon have French blood In you*
veina. Bat the very—his daughter,"
she mocked "is s dull substitute for
a 'world of men,' aa your Browning
says. My father will be much pleased
at the coming to Walling river of
Monsieur—"
"Steele." he prompted, "my name |
is Brent Steele. I am In the field for >
the American Museum of Natural His
tory."
She bowed low with mock gravity.
"Monsieur Steele, my father. Col.
Hilaire St Onge, will be honored ta
offering the poor hospitality of Wall
ing a
entist."
Smilingly Stool« raised protesting
hands at her characterisation. How
Charmingly, he thought, this Strang«
girl, whose violin had sung so polg
nantly of despair, whose face had re
fleeted fear of the stranger, now
lapsed into raillery.
"Oh, pardon, monsieur," she went
on. "I forgot myself; I am Dénia« Ht
Onge. Now that the conventions have
been eatlsfled, will yon follow me to 1
our chateau—of logs?"
"Thank you!"
Her simple muslin gown and beaded I
moccasin* seemed but to authenticate
the stamp of race in the figure and I
carriage of the girl who led the curl
on* man over the river trail to the
carry. At the portage she stopped.
"My packs are below here, where I |
left them to follow the Lorelei of the
Walling," he said smiling.
Her face swiftly sobered.
"Ah. Monsieur," she replied almost
Inandlbly, "do not make Jest of this
terrible river." Then, with a shrug,
as If ridding her mind of an oppres
sive weight, added, "I shall not wait
for you, the post is very near," and
walked swiftly up the portage, fol
lowed by the quizzical eyes of the
man.
He Stood IB the trail watching the j
retreating figure of the girl until s |
sight
• -What eyes and hair, he mused, and
what playing I It was clear she was
.breaking her heart over something;
the look in her eyes proved that. To
think of such « glorious creature bur
ied in this country I Her father prob
ably was a retired French officer.
Heapa of them marooned between
Labrador and the Peace! Bat why,
he asked himself, didn't they mention
her over at Hope—this charming
daughter of the factor at Wailing
River?
Tea, he decided, she certainly bad I
been frightened at hts appearance
had looked him over as If be were a
ghost. Then she had seemed super
stltlons ; but she couldn't really be
lieve In tbia tradition of the valley—
this Wlndlgo sad spirit stuff. That I
was Inconceivable. She was not {
afraid to come here alone and yet she
called the river terrible. What had
happened here anyway? Whom could
she fear, and why?
Thus speculated the Intrigued
Steele. Then swinging bis bags to hts
back, be started for the post known
as Walling River.
As Steele left the forest to cross
the clearing the dogs of the post start
ed the usual uproar. Half way to tbs
group of log buildings be was met by
an Indian, sent by the factor, and re
lieved of bis packs.
Evidently Walling River has a
mystery and «ne that challenges
a brave man and the girl I
(TO BB COWTIKUXD )
Nicciinm in Tobacco
Nicotine is a colorless, intensely
poisonous liquid. If exposed to the
sir, U absorbs oxygen and becomes
brown and ultimately solid. The
quantity of nicotian contained in to
bacco varies from two to eight per
cent the coarser kinds containing
the larger quantity, while the beet
Havana cigars seldom contain mors
than two per emit, and often lees.
Nicotine dosa not appear in tobacco
smoke. It ts split into pyridine snd
collodlne. Of these, the latter is said
to he the lens active and to pre
ponderate in cigar smoke, while the
smoke from pipes contains a larger
amount of pyridine.
Marooitm* Prococity
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submitted to the psychological tests in
order to determine the degree of bis
genius. He hod already picked out
numbers, arranged Mocks and distin
guished colors. Then came the su
preme test the identification of vari
ous coins. The investigator tossed a
nickel as the floor. The precocious
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parents held their breath.
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