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Rhot A steam as n , the alrre r.
* wt~~l" ht nt l L
eud m reat een spe di tse
to the a 0. uIZ.tgr en sis tier
waob et the
. CHAP'R Viii. (contm se.)
Siae was' the went thaey be ad
.The booke obstralets of t
wh way made therds Ir hre1 slow.a
tnatrily ti alfut ha d, they .ad not
tacker d bp a Ihtfull ad thero had
g They camped that alsht
far dows the mo andto the the moro -
mg iseart. wich ewroeg Meaid latv
goer eoer. they rescumed bther ear
About after a thre sllecond depthe
the st em now brosdfen sad made0
Ssudd turn a afore it plud eked over
eowb of th. girl
Stl perh Vp. (two hundred.)
Stever the y west they i olled dir
qeted. I the broken obtrtlod thof
the way made their progress slow.
theyt twould hey wouldo so. Withd overstil
ordtnarily 3m half a day, they bad not
traversed by nghatedll anbredth they climbed
soe nothing. They camped that might
tr dover the clos sad sor the mor
, with hearts gryowing heavier aled
ben hour. they reat pumesd thcaugr ht theirch.
Abeyet oo made their second day to ey
Its a b a Immene sly." exclaimre
he e brutenow browas bdttened ared madeout of
a smbddln turn before It plungethatd ot waser
a farthell on trhape two humend caught st
ddto tenly ot as the end of blueth. Kir
quest. If they did not Sad her there
they would o ve tor do so. W his ha still
.hand srtatlyd bted breath the cliambed
cIt ovwasr the losweter, am and swertsed
t. brownish dgray patch conce. The old
beneathook his hgread.t plt caught their
eye. They made their way to It.
"It's a b's,, a big GrIzzly." exclaim
ed Klrkby.
T"e huge brute was battered out to
the emblance of lite, but that It where
a Grizzly Bear was clearly evident.
Further on the two men caught sight
suddenly of a dash of blue. Klrkby
stepped over to It, lifted It in his hand
sad silently extended It to laitland.
.It was a sweater, a woman's sweater.
They recognised It at once. The old
man shook his head. Maitland groan.
.4 aloud.
"See yere," said KLirkby pointing to
the rasged sad tern garment where
I I.
4 a
It Wa a Wmma's Swintsr.
.wMmces d dbetsI * ws w b
00 i Td =.' aW YbC t m
W wvi.wr vi
* ~ mhim'
eýtMt1. -r "in `wshb
"We mt some b-ack with dynamiSte
to beak up this Jam and--"
"Yes" seded the ed man, "we'll
do al that, t course. bat ew. after
we search this jam o' logs I guess
there's nothia' to do but o back, an'
the quikeor we git back to the settle
mnet, the quicker we a sit heck
herae. I think we can strike acreet
the mountains an' save a day as' a
ha; there's no need of as gola' beck
up the cas now., I take it."
"No," answered the other. "the
quicker the better, as you say, sad
we can head o George and the oth
ers that way."
They searched the ile eagerly. pry.
tIg under it peering lnto it, upsetting
It, so far a they could with their
asked hands, but with little result for
they found othing else. They had to
amp another day, and sext 'iorlag
they harried straight over the moa
taias, reachinl the settlement slmost
as soon as the others. Maitland with
furious esrgy at oae organised a re
list party. They hurried back t tthe
logs, tore the jam to pieces, searched
It carefully and found nothing. To
drag the lake was Impossible. It was
hundreds ct feet deep and while they
worked it frose. The weather had
cheaged some days before. beavy
saows had already fallen; they had to
get out of the mountains without
further delay or else he frosea up to
die. Thea sad not till then did Malt
land give up hope. He had refrained
from irling to Philadelphia. but when
he reached a telegraph line some ten
days after the cloudburst, he seat a
long message eait, breaking to his
brother the awful tidlngs.
And In all that they did he sad
Klrkby, two of the shrewdest and
most experlenced of mea, showed
with singular exactitude bow easy it
is for the wisest and most capable
of men to make mistakes, to leave the
plain trail, to fall to deduce the truth
from the facts presented. Yet It is
dificult to point to a fault in their
reasoning, or to ind anything left un
done in the search!
Enid had started down the canon;
near the end of it they had discovered
one of her garments which they could
not conceive say reason for her tak
Iag ofl. It was near the battered body
of one of the blgooest Grsles that
either man had ever seen, It had evi
dence of blood stainas upon it; still,
th 18 lwr beoil. but ti.,
Vwar - W _ini isaws tehe w a
glel remm therr~ tLw b~L wt.
WI th hIalU atump3 am th .NS
as r tb., bad astss 8..i bar am*
agpem*li Wa on Saeinbme
ba ts I.wls4rs to ~-- m arcs
St h~L t ~r-
N Mho me
A _i Nom. V ý
breakfast whe the uard df Mr. James
Armstrlmg do Colorado was handed to
S"This. I s oe" he thought test
11. "Is oe at the results of Eaid's
wanderings nat, that God-forsake
lad. Did you ask the man his buhd
s, James?" e said aloud to the
"Yes, s. He said he wasted to oe
you on Important busIness, and whea
I made bold to ask him- what bss.
aess, he said It was aone of mine, sad
for me to take the message to you.
"Impudent," growled Mr. Maltland.
"Yes. sir, but he is the kind ot a
gentlema you don't talk back to, sir."
"Well, you so back and tell bim
that you have given me his card, ad
I should like to know what be wishes
to see me about, that I am ver busy
this morning andsaess It Is a mat
ter of tmportaace-you understandT"
"Yes, sir."
I suppose now I shall have the
whole west unloaded upon me; every
vagabond friesd of Robert's sad peo
pie who meet REad." he thought. but
his reveries were shortly laterrupted
by the returon o the man.
"It you please, sir," bega James
hesitatingly, as e reentered the
room, "he says his business Is about
the young lady, sir."
"Confound his impudence!" ex.
cliimed Mr. Maitland, more and more
annoyed at what he was pleased to
characterise mentally as western as
surance. "Where Is he1"
"In the ball. sir."
"Show him Into the library and say
I shall be down In a moment."
"Very good, sir."
It was a decidedly wrathful Individ
ual who confronted Stephen Maitland
a few moments afterward In the Ui
brary, for Armstrong was not accus
tmoed to such cavalier treatment, and
had Maltland been other than Raid's
father he would have given more out
ward expression at his Indignatlon
over the discourtesy In hbls reception.
"Mr. James Armstrong. I believe,"
began Mr. Maitland. looking at the
ard In his hand.
"Yes, sir."
"Er-from Colorado?"
"And proud of IL"
"Ah, I dare say. I believe you wish.
ed to see me about-"
"Your daughter, sir."
"And in what way are you concer
ed about her, sir?"
I wish to make her my wits."
"Great God!" exclaimed the older
man in a voice equally divided be
tween horror and astealshmeat
"How dare you. sir? You amase me
beyond measure with your infernal
"Excuse me, Mr. Maitland," nlater
posed Armstrong quickly sad with
great spirit and determination. "but
where I come from we don't allow
anybody to talk to as In this way.
You are Eald's ttbher and a much old
er man than I, but I can't permit you
"8ir," said astounded Maitland.
drawing himself up at this bold leat
ing. "you may be a very worthy young
man, I have no doubt of it, but it is
out of the question. My daughter-"
Again a less excited beare might
have noticed the emphasis tthe pro
"Why, she is bhal-way engaged to
me *now," tnterrupted the younger
man with a oertain contemptuous
amusement in his voese. "Look here,
Mr. Maitland, I've knocked around this
world a good deal I know what's
what. I know all about you eastern
people and I dan't hfancy y say
more than you fancy as. Miss Raid is
quitt unspolled yet sad that is why I
want her. I' well able to take care
of heb, too; I doa't know what you've
got or how you got It, but I ean come
near laying down dollar for dollar
with you, and ine's all clean money
-mines. attle lumber-ead ft all
good monse. I made t myself. I left
her two weeks ago with her premise
that she would think very seriusly
of my salt. After I esme bck to Dea
ver-i was called east-I mad. up my
mind that Id come here whee rd -
shed my balanese and have it out
with yea New yoe can treat me like
a dog Itf yr want to, but if you expect
to be peace in the famiy ypou'd bet.
ter mt, for I tell plainlytr. whethe
ye- give your seset or et. I mesa
to vwi her. All I want is her emseat.
and rv prtty nealy at thatL
Mr. Stephea Maktiad was black
with eager at this dear, emqlveeal
determined statement of the ase
from Armatres's peint er view.
"I wud rather ee her dead." he
e .lam with agy stbb ae.
thn marreto a ma ye.
new dare yso are persif lat my
hem set i me an this way?
Were I pet an a map I weal hw
ye I wadd gt a .u tte at year
anwn mame ."
The ld mwpae Aftoa measeeb f
r erwed sal w hae eswed tIn
wer to ae ewere -ed l es b rd at
ab is epe Me "os Mi asre
** redder eth ver. The two
cont ro et other unischdl
for a t 'it Mr. Matisand
-h.ed ·a hswt bl in the wall by
side. InatanWly the footman made
Jm.mes." sad the el man, his vol.
Sand his bmse trembllng with
' on. which be dad not quite sue
to costrolMg, despite a deeper
0 effort. "sw this--er-gentle
/n the door. Goeo mornlas. sir; our
..t and last intervlew is over."
He bowed with esremonlous polite
m as he spoke, beselnng more and
More composd as he felt himself
aistering the sitesdos. And Arm
.oa.g, to do him )mtlee. knew a gsa
dlman when he aw bhim, and secretly
admired the older-mas and began to
sel a touch of shame at his own rude
way of putting thigs.
"Beg pardon. sir." said the footman.
reaking the awkward silence. "but
tre is a telegram that has Just come,
There was nothing for Armstrong to
do or say. Indeed, having epressed
himsel so unrestrainedly to his rapid
.-Increasing regret, a the old man
took the telegram be turned away in
sonsiderable dlsebmAtnre. James bow
-ig before him at the door opening
into the hall and following him as he
slowly passed out. Mr. Stephen Malt.
d mechanically and with reat de.
bleration sad with no premoaltion of
evil tidinas, tore open the yellow .e
velope and glanced at the dispatch.
Neither the visitor nor the footman
had got out of ight or hearing when
they heard the old man groan and
fall back helplessly into a chair. Both
men turned and ran back to the door.
for there was that in the exclamation
which gave rise to instant apprehen
sion. Stephen Maitland now, as white
as death, sat collapsed na the chair
gasping for breath, his hand on his
heart; the telegram lay open on the
-oor. Armstrong recognlsed the es
.ousness of the situation, and in
three steps was by the other's side.
"What is it'" he asked eagerly, hibl
hatred and resentment vanishing at
the llght of the old man's hastly.
stricken countenance.
"Eild!" gasped her father. "I said
I would rather see her-dead, but-it
is act true-i
James Armstrong was a man of
prompt decision, without a moment'
hesltation be picked up the telegram;
It was full of explicity, thus it read:
"We were encamped last week In
the mountains. Eald went down the
canon fur a day's fishing alose. A sud
den cloudburst ailed the canoe. wash.
ed away the camnp. ald andoeubted
ly got caught In the torrent sad was
drowned. We have found some of her
clothing, but not her body. Have
searched every foot of the canon.
Think body has got Into the lake, now
frosen, mow falling, mountains im
passableo; will search for her in the
spring when the wlnter breaks. I am
following this telegram ln person by
the first train. Would rather have
died a thousand deaths than had this
happen. God help us.
Armstrong read It, stared at I a
moment, rowning heavily, passed It
over to the footman sad turned to the
stricken father.
"Old man, I loved her." e said,
sImply. "I love her still; I belleve
that she loves me. They haven't
found her body. clothes mesa soth
lag. I'll Ind her. Ill search the moun
tals untll I do. Don't give way;
something tells me that she's asve,
sad Ill and bher."
"If you do" said the broken old
man crushebod by the swift sad awful
response to his thoughtles8 oelama
tis, ".and she loves you yo shall
have her for your wife."
"It doesn't need that to make me
find r." answered Armstrong grim
ly. "she is a woman, lost tn the man
ta-su In the wlnter, alone. They
shouldn't have given up the ssrek.
Il flad her as there a Gaed ahee
me whether she's for me or nset."
A good deal of a man, this James
Armstrong of Colorado, In epltq o
many things hi s Wpt d which he
theght so little that he lashed the
greess to be ashamed of them. Stephe
Matlsand looked at him with a eur
tai respect and a growing hope. as
e steoed thre In the library, stern.
rwevl strees.
ever the Hle and PFr Away.
reespgWo-e som ethe mam
--g a n testan s m bae
the w ne tea sattl peslles The
am drew bast Id bao r . ev s
or ses, as she IMt herself h br
me kt ms meses bsls em
sew mI esi g f her oagn
ed ber . The neee pms seg
tMenm a wh! t at hle o e
.. ~l tie awmy u
'wo 4w
-~ ~ I
the k bu as he spluba th.gh the
crek msad tramp aorass .the rocks
sa 'tres dowa the caas at least
she had ait see. Ibl full bI. ut
she reogalsu hi m Immedlmalyt. 'he
theaght am4ad with color w a a.
mest her palld cheek.
-1 fe late the toreat" she soi
febly, pttles her hband to her head
sad sttrytes b speech to pet aside
that aw.l remembrace.
"Yr didat all Ia. was the aa
swr. "It was a loudbuTst, you were
aught Lt it."
". dild't hew."
"Of course sat. how should you?"
I bow os~m IE ner"
1 j
What s 1t1He Eae~ly
"I was lOucky oemough to pil ya
"Did you jump iate the IGoo far
The ma seddeo.
"That's twis yeo hav saee ay
uH. this day,." a the. girl. farelas
seal, womaaulike to to topil that
.be hated.
"Its mothang." deprecated the eth.
"It may be sothtag to yem. b t is
a great dsl to ms." wu the sewe.
"And now what Is ti be dee?"
"We muot eat l here at eaas."
sad the mas. Tea seed shelter.
oed. a ar. Cas ys walk"
"I de~t hnow."
"LAt me help ye." es rose to
his trt, reashed delm to ber teak
her heas la thL sr grap at his
own sad ras her l. tl to her feet
t as eartleas w whi showed hsw
great ,tre. g~, se did ot . see
thus pt the wegt of her body
sIghtp as left fat whbe a swas
at pals sh4 eber. she sweved
sad weal he o had be am
esaght ber. He eat her getly s the
"My sfet, she said pit oaW. -1
dust knew wherS the matter with it."
M. high beets wre tightly laced.
Seesrss, but he eelds me that her
left feat had bees badly asuled er
aspaI e: as the eader asmble
awee as vilbtL. Bs mmia4 *
No, aee So l It might be a
sa , fit might be eb rel of ns
wehbg ree truahe might
aght ass ershed her bet, st
therse wa s so - I tlate aI
to asses. the premmt pe eat ws
weM at that memeat lp1
the acre i !sus is get
-lasp 1a shelter
td he seammr is k re
we.. .
bhad not weakened. Now his eoiti
desire was to get this woman whoa
fortune-good or Ill--bad thrown
upon his banad to his beaoe without
delay. IThe was aothbng hbe old
do for her out there In the Ils.
Every drop of whiskey was gsn, the
were Just two halfdrewned. sedkm
bits of humanity cast up oa that
rocky shor, and one was a helpless
"Do you know *bere your cam
IsT he asked at last.
He did not wish to take her to her
ow camp. he had a strange nstit
of possessio In he: In some way io
felt be had obtatned a rl.ht to de.s
with her a ko wem, h hsI iwEi
hreje eudever, a/ vt hi Surw
sand hlsadlhesio ehI ow s M r
et0r to whieb he" waS r sO umhll..
wt's dews the .4m. I aka.rn4
M.The m1 tiiw 4
Rebet YM M0i..' wI bI
"Hwe f~MarW YAM.
s't .mI1aY ha, r a tea.
here ts wheey
~ ebleku IIII L
i mAboUt m bem r - -
hl4 /if r la h '-- '
Iir~cu~ 'wUhe maes wlrthe.'
mithe t :r be i '
leasrt o n an" hm ·rltmm am
it te t M a no taw ,. naus
mm, he.. ..
ILrt thee.r w ap thee aq
Roears wats. U here hesm
wm away a tt, task at It. he
plIY -- W rrw Llb
WhMa -~r y h lat e s
"Wht sashWo er .he had r ea
d1ibshyt take prr is
'T am ei f tats u o o
*5 alom is a a> l S " hlW4
w al th at huR'UR '' r1
her atas hes -

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