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CACHE OF LAUGHING CLOUD
By Harold Carter.
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
Baffin of the police told me this
Btory. Of course he may have been
lying, but my principle is never to
say anything of a man behind his
back that one wouldn't say to him to
his face, and no man that I know
would call Baffin a liar face to face.
Corporal Shannon of the North
west police set out north from Ed-
He Lost All Sense of Direction.
monton on a March morning to cover
'an 800-mile trail and bring back
Laughing Cloud to be hanged in Ed
monton jail. He cursed himself as
a fool when he set out, because he
had trusted the Indian and the In
dian had betrayed his trust, thereby
necessitating this second journey.
Laughing Cloud had killed his
brother, and Shannon had gone to
get him the preceding October. He
found the Indian's wife, but not the
" He learned from her that Laughing
Cloud, aware of the inexorable pur
suit, had gone north into the Arctic
circle to say good-bye to" his father
and mother, who were hunting cari
bou over the barren grounds.
Laughing Cloud's squaw advanced
a singular proposition on behalf of
her husband. If Shannon would leave
Laughing Cloud in peace to say
good-bye to the old folks she pledged
that he would appear in Edmonton to
be hanged in February.
As it was too late in the year to
continue the pursuit at that time,
Shannon accepted the proposal. He
had heard that the Indians were
faithful to their bargains, but he was
skeptical when it was a matter of life
And this skepticism proved justi
fipd, for February came and went,
and there was no Laughing Cloud.
Whereupon Shannon, disgusted with
the world, and Indians in particular,
saddled up and rode out north.
He had covered some 500 miles by
the end of March, housing himself in
snow huts that he built, and living
off the proceeds of his rifle, with what
food he could obtain from the isolat
ed police posts. By the end of the
month he was in a desolate stretch
of country, remote from any habita
tion. And then occurred the worst
blizzard of that year.
They say an April blizzard is apt
to be a bad one, but this was one of
the worst ever known in that region.
Within five minutes of its start Shan
non had lost all sense of direction, the
pony refusing to face the wind and
standing with lowered head. There
was nothing fc do but to offsaddle
and make a snow hut.
Some such shelter Shannon made,
and, coiled up in his blanket, he shiv
ered himself to sleep. He awoke
numb, and found the blizzard raging
with worse ferocity
Twelve hours later, having eaten
all his provisions, and being unable
to light a fire, he resigned himself to
death. His legs were numb to the
knees; his pony had fallen in the
snow and was stiffer than stone.
Shannon knew what the result
would be. He prepared to face death