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«Valley of Voices By GEORGE MARSH Th« Whelps of the Wolf" Author of "Tollers of the Trail, (Copyrlskt Sr Um P»» TsMMriaa Co ) CHAPTER XIII—Continued "I have nothing to say," she an swered, sitting with chin capped In hand, face averted. "Oh. do you mean to say that you prefer selling yourself to that store keeper, La scelles, to living In luxury In Montreat Winnipeg—f Ton way Insult me. mons bave no means of defending she broke In. coldly. Then Lsflsmme lost ell self-control, and stormed: "Insult you? Oh. yes! But that Is the truth, Is It not? Too do not love this man, do you? To save your fa ther's future yon have agreed to marry him—this man yon despise! Ob, I know! He's not lit to look at you— yon beauty I" White-faced, the girt sat with eyes on the floor—silent as if she did not hear. "True, yoc think yon hate me now, 4 letk I yon change," ran on. talking as If to himself. "Ton may have heard hard things said of me. hut I swear to yon. if yon will marry me, Denise 8t Onge, Til show you what love Is. Ill make your father Independent—make you," his voice broke with emotion, "yea, make you happy! I've loved yon ever since you played for us that night at Albany— Lsflsmme stopped and looked down with a gesture of helplessness at the woman of stone in the chair. Then he heard the low words; "Ton forget, monsieur, someone who Is stlti at Ogoka." "I know bow that looks to you," he defended, "but that was over, years ago—years. Tve given her a home— couldn't turn her out. But she bates me. tried to knife me, wanted to ran away with that American, Steele, this Octoßer? She put on black the day she beard he bad been drowned on the way home." There was a long silence, then : "Why were you afraid to have him reach Neplgon?" Lsflsmme started, then laughed. "Afraid to have him reach Neplgon? That's funny! He got some supplies and went on. What do you mean?" Then the girl countered : "Your In diana are not faithful to their master, monsieur. We learned that you had Monsieur Steele ambushed after steal ing his ammunition, and forced him to go to his death." "Do you believe that?" demanded Laflamme, puzzled. "Is It truer "No !" The room was again silent while the roan, famed for hla cold nerve, his re source, bit his Ups In Impotency before the Icy calm of this strange girl who so otsessed him. Then he played hla trump card. "So you Insist on casting your lot with that rat at Albany? Then it is for me to save you from yourself. I have brought an extra sled. Pack your clothes at once!" The girt rose to her full height and met bis cynical look with resol ate eyes, bat In her heart was fear. "You do not dare!" she cried. "They would hunt yon from Fort Hope, from Albany, from Neplgon Honse. In three weeks the police would be at Ogoke. But before the police teams arrived, do you know what they would do to you? They would barn yon In your trade-house! You do not dare!" With open admiration Laflamme watched the play of color and emo tion in the face of the frightened girl who confronted him. _ "If you'd flush that way when I say I love you," he cried, "Td give ail I have In the world. Why, girt. I'd sell my soul, if you'd look at me, jnat once, and say you loved me!" "I despise you !" The sting of the words cut like the lash of a whip. Hla*'self-control, al ready at the breaking point, crumbled. "Despise me. do you?" he snarled. "Dare me tp do my worst? Snppose I tempt in her Woodless face, until be «be vte raised It shove his head, and fat tt do#n wft* a ersah on the take yon at your word? Mon Dient Pm mad enough about yon to do any thing! Who it is. then, you love?" He thrust his passionate face close to hers. "Ton hate me—yon don't want Lancettes! It mast be that d— d dead American you're mooning about! Well, he's at the bottom of the Joekflsh. and be forgot yoa before be had been at Ogoke two hours—forgot even year name when be She faced bis anger proudly, con knees gava way and toe sank.in a chair. "It was that American r be stormed. "Pity I didn't finish him myself!" The* something an the table caught bis eye—held it 1 Bis face went dark with his alt.brier purpose when, with a quirk ha trampled 1 1 under Ms feet. With a groan the girt fall t® her knees and, gathering the •heil ot the violin to her breast. At fast At tb* noond there «M a gottoral lifted knife, a wild-eyed OJibwsy worn an threw herself upon the surprised Lsflsmme. leaping hack, he caught and parried the thrust with his fore arm, then, with his uninjured band, wrenched the knife from the mad dened squaw and burled her across the room to the floor." L Seising bis coat he stood for an In stant over the kneeling girl, clasping her beloved violin, and touched her hair—then left the room. The dased Ojibway crawled to the pitiful figure on the floor, and circled •her with her anna. "De music gone—all gone," she crooned. "Poor m'm'eelle !" While they boddled there on the floor—the girt, the light of whose life had been ruthlessly snuffed out end the woman of the dark skin, who un derstood—dog-bells jingled In the clearing as two sleds took up the river trail. Late that afternoon. St Onge reached the fork of the Stooping river, but the spruce, already blue with shadow, gave back bis call, unan swered. He turned Into the mouth of the stream and took the Portage lake trail, searching the silent shores for the camp of Michel, bat the headman was not there. This Is very strange," be said, and cut bis wood to camp alone. Deep In the night St. Onge waked In his blankets as his dogs gave back the husky challenge to creatures whom scent the free*log sir had car ried to their nostrils But the drowsy man did not know that two sled teams were passing below him on the Wall ing River trait ^ , . turn* to^Portage lake ttelîî^mï ^ turn to Portage lake the nor men sat SSTbad howleHrriSS thetmÏ Snm L thTdlrirtct Itor Davld h^d lines in the district, lor usvw nad arranged with the uplake. hunters to mediately ° PPearanCe Td rive ten rears of my life If that .^'5. 1 Tu Ure ' old bird would sing "P th «-rc on that *T ^t ^y sheTln ^'bag" added ^.vM "I gri tire' waitin' to added David. 1 get tire wattin to shoot tot little gun ov mine." "Toull get your chance before were done, don't wort^ How would you tke to draw . bead on your friend L "f^ na ™.K th " T°l n l K a Mm* 2 ? ÛSSLÏÏ tù l Tl h" " CHAPTER XIV Eef I got hoT dat Black Baptiste, too. I break »«metin' more dan hees fing—" "Leesten !" Interrupted Michel. Out over the silent forest drifted a taint call like the voice of some furred night hunter The four figures at the flre stiffened Again the call, louder now rose on the biting air. "Where la Itr asked Steele. In doubt of the direction. "On dp 'hpp» rldee " renlied Mirhei "Dat not soon' like heem." But the men at the Are sat with ears alert, hoping that at last their waiting was over. Then, when they were convinced that yet another night they were to roll Into thetr blanket^ disappointed, baffled, a long wall from the ridge be hind the camp brought them to their feet, every nerve alive. There was a swift stepping Into the frozen thongs of snow-shoes and draw lug of rifles from'skin cases, then taking the bloodhound on the leash, Steele started ylth bis men for the ridge. The huskies, though savage fighters, were left chained to trees, as at night they would cut off on the first game trail and their bedlam of yelp -In» would prevent David and Michel from making the still bant decided on. Steele with the honnd was to circle and pick up the trail of the beaat If they missed him. As they swung through the blue gloom of spruce and Ur, the voice shltted from Its wailing to the hunt fog screams of the great cats, then as swiftly dropped to the yowling and mewing of the mating season, climax Ing, as at Walling River and Big Feather lake, in shrieks of agony, in moans of a creature tortured beyond endurance of blood and flesh and nerve. Three of the men who hunted the voice on the ridge had tolled long and suffered much for this moment, but at their heels moved a short figure whose flesh was cold with the chill of fear. Little Jacques gripped his rifle grimly and followed, thinking of the wife and children back at Watting River. At the toot ot the ridge Michel and David left Steele to make their stalk from two directions while he worked to the retar with the dog and Little Jacqoeo. Once on a fresh trail the hôond would bang on til he ran down I his quarry In the soft snow hU pace would be stow, so the men on shoes in time «»uid come up with him. would need them !f the thing and waited at bay—how great And he îoraed wo«M be hi« necessity the tom body at Is I > »oping river only too well imtt They had traveled for an boar whan heond abruptly stepped, miffed the snow at his feet, and excitedly strained at his leash, eyes the flat floor of the snow lay un broken la the darkness, bat the Indian on bis knees whispered in terror: "Bet ees beeg trail !" "Good!" plunged ahead Into the murk. Short ly. his deep voice boomed through the forest and the hunt was on. As they swung through, the bine gloom of spruce was I great dog left them. Again, as they followed, the voice on the shoulder of the hill defiled the night. As It rose In crescendo, a rifle shot sliced It short off. Far above, the hound gave voice. Tb«) alienee fell on the forest 'They've seen him!" said Steele. "He may back track; keep a lookout Dont shoot too quick or we'U turn hlm I" There waa no reply. He looked for his companion, but Little Jacques had To Steele's And the bound free. deep, the gone Throwing the bolt of his Mannlicher to clear it of frost and ease the action. Steele kept on up the ridge. For min utes now, he bad not heard the voice of the hound, when again the reeonant bass boomed through the silence above him. The dog had turned. The thing was beaded back. Loosing his sklnnlng-knlfe In Its sheath, the man cocked his rifle and waited, kneeling on a shoe, his eyes boring Into the blackness Near him, and below, was an open ing in the timber. Again, the honnd bayed—closer now. The beast was taking bis back tracks Then Steele Bounding from the cover of the scrub on the edge of the opening, a dark shape stopped, and reared up right, ns If listening— when the Msnn lieber spat The beast leaned back Into the Mack wall of spruce. Again, the rifle . . '«stened, rifle rigid. Sights umieeS. he had flred by Instinct. There bad b " ba "° e 'mimed' shells Into the mags *ln®. he circled In the timber, lifting his shoes to avoid the click Blind ^ ^ masked he listened for heavy breathing in ' the <wrub he faced-then the hound . P'""** P««t and he knew he had buT'ln « Jour w^s So îtopLd l n T cedâî swamn cut wood with his belt ax iS saw It In the cover of the thick cedar the hot Are soon warmed him and with hack against a trunk he dozed, only to waken with a start as a hand touched hla shoulder. He blinked info the faces of David and Michel, "Fooled ns again I" groaned the dl* heartened Steele. "At daylight we take de trail and see heem soon. Do dog weel tree h«vn " Heaping op the lire the three men dozed until daylight, then took the trail of the beast and bis pursuer through the snow. Somewhere «head. Steele felt that the pursuit was over. Somewhere. mile. sway, the beast had tired In the black hour, and turned at bay to bat tie In the snow with his relentler, fo e; or el« in terror of the voice of the thunder which he coaid not shake from bis heels, bad treed. Up over ridges and Into creek bot- I toms traveled the anxious men. stop ping to listen for the voice of the dog. But the cold silence of sunrise gripped the forest. At last thè tracks led into a heavy fw/i of young spruce. The men sep a ntted, and cautiously made their way through the close growth. Suddenly the blood of Steele chilled „ he heard the voice of Michel. "By gar j poor oT Pete I" Forcing his way through the sap u ngB> be found the Iroquois bending over a blood-smeared shape, stiff in death. The hide of the dog hung In «rtp, from the slashes of terrible daws, while a torn thrust marked the ^tb snap of the fangs of the Win d i g n <to bi ooimmiD.) with the Angers. The bird Incubates m a perfectly erect position with Its bead and neck stretched stiffly up^ Novel Neet At the last meeting of the British Ornithologists' clnb, Mr. A. L. Butler exhibited a "neet" from Trinidad, which was merely a hollow formed by the rotting out of the soft pith at the top of a broken-off breadth of the top of the stump was only just sufficient to contain the single egg. end the egg. on the cup snd-beli principle, fitted the cavity so neatly fast H could not be lifted out pllng The wards, and Its toll pressed to the side of the stump, of which Its nprlKtu figure seems to form a part, specie* have adopted the baMt of sitting bolt upright on similar stumps whether laeuiMting or not. The The Association of American Bum Wooten, ormntzed only three y can ago. baa member* In ISO <-utoa SOLUTION OF LAST WEEK'S PUZZLE [p[T]h AikiL 1 □ p lw n » I o oj . . . __ A few unarmed Abysslnlans. attract cd by the clamor of music and shout 1 TT^ V* proach the standard which waved so gay'y n the mountain gale, and on beholding one of their countrymen on the ground, they bent over the body. but quickly recoiled with dismay on exclalmtn *' MTedro « r f? ros „ The words attracted the attention of <*very one. and together they rode toward the body, jostling each other in the endetter to obtain a gllmpae of him the natives styled 'Tedroa. Ne f u ® N Ethlop1 « And what did they seeî The body of « native seemingly half famished. Will k fcv u. I T i |nI t.I t klein It Pi m » \f jo P hn T RB B ujä Ttp^o |c|»!h| 1t|o!p û ft, v ILS 0 A I R A Many-Titled Monarch Regal Even in Death clad In coarse upper garments, dingy with wear and ragged with tear, cov ering undergarments of dean linen, says the London Chronicle. The face "of deep brown was the , , ., . . , , most remarkable one In Abyssinia ; It bore the appearance of one who had passed through many anxious hours. His eyes, now overspread with a deathly film, gave evidence yet of piercing power for which they were celebrated. The mouth was well de floed and thin-lipped. The lower lip was well adapted to express scorn, and a trace of It was still visible. As he gasped bis last, two rows of whits teeth were disclosed Over his mouth two 8tron « lln » •«*«! to a high ly ^ulllne nose. The nostrils ex P anded wlde| y « he struggled to r* tH,n fhe br eath which was rapidly •«'«▼Innr him. The face was broad. hl * h ^"-boned. with a high, proml --nent forehead and overhanging eye three large p'alts extending from the to the back of the neck. which latter appeared to be a very tower of strength. The body meas «ve feet and eight Inches, and "macular -" d broad chested. There was a character about the fea ture * den °ttng great firmness or ob ***** " llfl * lpd with ferocity; hut P«rhapa the latter Idea was suggested upon remembering the many cruelties to J An(J ^ was It { that we saw the remains of him whom inen «"'«* Theodore, e.n^ror of Abyssinia, the descendant of Mcnellk ; 80,1 ot So,oraon . kln K ot kings, lord «* ~M«™r o, Klhloplt. rn _ . . ; y g e d y U ' _ - n . D * futh Destroyt Romance : A atory that went the rounds In coo nection with "Sir Loin," an education 81 fl,m Prepared by the Department of Agriculture, was to the effect that King Arthur, on seeing his favorite <- ut ot 8erved Bt 8 which he came hungry from the hunt, rose « «»e uble round, drew hi. .word, 800 dubbed "««* 8«' L«»"- <*>"> on 0,18 ,D 8 ,etter to th « New York Times. Ernest P. Horrwltx of t wrot *= "^msnet from l ll,U8,on - ot C0Ur8C ^ «g** ? wber f° n h th * Wh of th f e , dl,puted ^ " r; f Latl "' 8 "P* r h n tb * tb * upper P art ot the ,oln ot beef " Urloage - wbenee our 8irlo,n " 1 superintendent of Grant (Wash.) schools on all his tours of I i<mpectlon. Me plans to weigh every grade child In the county twice every ve »r- He has found 25 per cent of tb# P»PH" to be underweight. A meal-planning chart presented to each 1 «*<*«■• »nd health meetings for par- f Guard s Pupilef Health Portable seglea occupying the rear | seat of his automobile accompany the I county J eBt8 be,d at ^hoo! centers, were parts of his health program. In schools vis ,ted the second time the underweight "«««tage had been reduced or ellm lru,t * d entirely, and In some of the h **h schools the teeth of the pupils had been attended to and diseased tonsils and sdenotto removed. Taming Over Hie Money "Sam, (a your master a good farm "Oh, yes, fnss-rste farmer; be makes two crops In one year." "How Is that, Sam 7" "Why. he sett all hla hay In de an tonra, make money once, den In de spring he tell» de hides of de cattle tot die for want of de hay, and make money twice." es?" A Change Nine weddings out of ten the so- | ctoty editor can guess correctly the selection« that will be played and, sang, preceding, during and following j the ceremony. However, the other i toy she found a new one. Along with ( the program of the nsnal bridal airs of "Oh, Promise Me," "At Dawning." "Td the Wild Bose." etc., was the num ber -Adore, and Be StCI."—Indian- j •port* Mews. = r TSIELUE c %EVELL days: frrrrirrrrrffrrfJii t o e o 'T'HK musical Intelligentsia hav« contracted a habit of sneering at much of our popular music—the tunes that are turned out by the bale from rin Pan alley. To me such an atti tude Is a good bitjtke looking down on flivver automobiles, comfortable shoes or mother's home-made plea. They perhaps could be a trifle mors decorative and artUilc, but after all there isn't anything that quite matches them when It comes to keeping the morale and the happiness of the com munity up to such a high level. How conclusively this was proven during the recent world disagreement m n . tloM had plant , ot pow ler were well supplied with, but 80 ' all the powder in the world would Have done thoae Kld i er , mnch good nad th%y not had ^ roeaQ . of kMp . ing op thalr ,p lrl u. Many a charge *«,, over y* lop lnaplrad by ^ irions war of ^ natlona> attd m«y a Victory waa achieved by flght srs who sang while they battled. The of almoat one of iODg9 waa ln Tln Pan a „ of New fork or some other city. The men ,, d nwt alQg ^ opefM nor the mualc L na ^ t0 the ayraphony to hear; always it was the simple ballad of the popular song-writer, and these modest Relata, I am contributed ts much toward the winning of the oar. as did all the munitions factories As It was In war so It is In peace, which has many If not as bloody . »attles To me the man that can nai;e „ wbola na0on |no ^ aùd forg * ita troublM maana mon t0 ^ |tfa jf tha than aJ| ^ ta|-ll . The ma ® or woman who la pltch 1 furkftd Into uncongenial work Is sin/ j rer *' ly t0 he pitied—and I have no *ympathy coming on that score, what I ,vor * wa * horn Into the amusement ™' d a ® d «V »eins flowed print 11 , * no wonder * h " T * 1 .T J"* W ° rk ' d™ 1 «* <* * reporter or the r0Bh ot " theatrical press agent's ex « I b " d my career to reset { revl,lon ,n he whole galley, th e fourth estate W a The hour, are long, ** responsibilities many and heavy, *• nerve, are under a continual «rain and the pay la small compared °*J l*?™! and ,D ' 'tlatlve demanded. But there are ,ther compensations than salary. The a owsp«|H>r worker gets a satisfaction fromh* '»bore known to few other professions. Never a day goes by that he job does not pay s large bonus | " human understanding, one that the concrete-hearted cashier can Uver hold out on. It is worth «me '"crlflce to bo one of those who blow Pi«*" ot I«. - Kk* .. .b. rentals lumped together. I Jeve r «»me across a bunch of old " ey8 ' l, \ at yo ® 0BC * ke P l with use. and wonder what they were all for? I did the other toy and I spent •" hour when I should have been wrtt '"g 'his column In sorting them and «"«»"g «n my mind the locks they used to flt. There was one for the office 1 used to have; the last time II bad turned It fastened 8 door between me U d th* world of active service. An otb *! had admittance to an *P 8rtroM,t ** was home to me. There was s thin, flat one for the desk ***» I h.d planned .nd written ™* ny * ' rtory tor 8how OT thMt Und w«TZt lot r , Tt* ' i.L „r r L?" 1 T®. "T u LI a >?*** th *"î There Is one door they can always ußlotk_lhe door ot ha PPT memories livering this story. newspaper man had. It seemed, been lient to New York to cover the story of a great man's demise. On arriving be went straight from the train to the office of the evening paper, for Miss Berkley had been bis pal and from Zoe Beckley, who ranks with the best as a newspaper woman here or anywhere else, dropped In the other toy for the express purpose of de An oot-of-town her he expected to get the salient fea tores of the famous person's life and death. - 4 "Oh, don't ask me." sulked Zoe, Tro off him. Hera I hate been doing vympatbetlc stories shoot him flttess year»—and now he goes and dife tor | the morning papers." -a Only one who was onabla to walk for many ioeg months can know what Intense delight it Is for me to get around on my own feet s bit once again. I feel Just like the little boy who gets np Christmas morn tug si four o'clock and scoots down to see the Christmas tree and the presents and then finds so many things he wants that he can't make np bis mind which to take first I go from one window to the other in my room, from the table to my chair, to my deck and back to the windows, hardly pansing lon * enough to realize what I came there for. , Anyone who doesn't be tteve there la «noch a thing as the modern-day spirit of un root ought to dr °P I® 1® u»e. *® m *. u * r wh *' mom * »o—*«a> ■d Tour own good faith mast ho root chlefest onro; fair. icwrtun to Uw StMutU «r»lisi« tisi _ um I i ! i a Stops Itching Peterson's Ointment To the militons of grateful sufferer» who know about the mighty healing power of Peterson's Ointment for old sores, ulcers, plies, sore feet and chaf ing Peterson says, "use It for akin and scalp Itch; it never disappointa." 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