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Under Frozen Stars GEORGE MARSH FROM THE BEGINNING At his fur post, Suimt House. la the Canadian north. JLra Stuart, trader in chart*. b.? h adman. Omar, rescues Aurora L* Blond. daughter ot Stuart*, rival in the tut" business, from an overturned canoe in the lake. In a spirit of fun. she and Jim arrange to exchange ootea oa a certain Island. L* Blond, with Paradis. his half-breed lieutenant, arrives in search ol the missing girL Paradis displays enmity toward Jim. Going to tb? ?^nd to see if Aurora has Wt the promised note, Jitr is ambushed by Parad.s and forced to travei wwsni "?? Lmoiaoa post. On the way be overtures the boat, tearing bit enemy on the beach. Jim's superior, Andrew Christie, displeased at Stuart's trade .bowing, allows him. at his request, one year to "make good." Paradis bribes an Indian to ambush Jim and Omar. The attempt fails, and Jim takes ths Indian to LeBbnd. After hearing the story, L* Blond rfurK.r... p J- ?? ? - Le Blond- After hearing the story, L* Blond discharges Paradis. Jim snd Aurora acknowledge their mutual love, though Aurora is returning to Winnipeg, and Jim bs? planned a canoe trip to make a personal appeal to the Indians, who have persistently refuted to trade their furs with him. He finds that Paradis has enlisted their supersti tion to discourage mem irum trading wiui oxuarr. CHAPTER V ? Continued ? 10 ? "They'll take lier away from .Tim, flown there in the city. Smoke. They won't let him have her. but Smoke'll always love old Jim, won't he?" So the man and the great dog he had once carried inside his fur parka as a puppy, sat side by side, in perfect understanding, while t lie flush of the sky slowly faded through the long northern twilight In the mirror of the lake. Then, as Jim held a lighted match t?> his pipe, in the Indigo gloom of the spruce of the mainland across | the straight, there was the flash and roar of a rifle, followed swiftly by an other. A bullet wrenched the shattered pipe from Stuart's teeth. Then ho dove headlong for the bushes, as Omar and Esau took cover on the opposite side of the dead fire. "You heet?" called Omar. ?No"* growled Jim, hunching toward his gun which stood propped against a hush. "If they want war ? give It to *em !** Again the twilight silence was split j by the guns on the mainland, and bul lets spattered around the camp, while the excited Smoke yelped as he raced hack and forth, still untouched. "They'll ruin the canoe If we don't stop 'em !" stormed the maddened fur trader, as he drew himself within reach of his gun. "Here, Smoke, they'll get you! Here! Down!" Then the rifles of Omar and F.sati opened on the ambush two hundred yards across the strait. Shortly the repeating guns of the three men, firing at the flashes, made the opposite shore too hot for the single shot rifles in the ambush. The shooting stopped. "Well, the war on the Pipestone is on. nnmr!" called Jim. "I think they're making their getuway ? afraid well cross In the canoe In the dusk and hunt 'em." Knowing that rifle sights were now j Invisible in the murk of the opposite ' shore. .Tim stood up, to find Omar calmly examining the canoe. "Now who do you suppose pulled that trick, Esau?" "Dose young men follow us from de camp." " I suppose they're some of Paradls' people ? only they don't know that they'll never see him again." Omar approached Jim and thrust a face into his, the fierceness of which even the gathering dusk did not soften. "Dey follow us and shoot to keel. Do I use dees now, w'en I feel de neck of dat Paradees?" The half-breed Pointed to the long skinning knife S'?.n5 ^rom sash at his waist. "Yes. I guess you're justified In using anything, now. They're after us and they'll get us too. In this country, If re not careful. Came pretty close "ith that first shot. Got my pipe right nnder my hand. I didn't know an In dian could shoot so straight." 'Dese peopP goln' follow us," said sau. "W'en de moon go down, we drop down de riviere an* wait for dem ?en de mornln*." 'Ah-hah !" agreed Omar. "We mak' * lectle ambush for dem." As? the night thickened before the moon died at midnight, the peterboro from Sunset House silently left the s and, and dropped down through the shadows to the outlet and Into the A few miles downstream they nrned In and made camp. Jim wrapped himself In his blanket 'tn Smoke beside him, to wrestle n a difficult problem. Clearly the a >ans who had followed them down e lake would stop at nothing to drive *1?1 out of the country. With these J aid henchmen of Paradls on his heels, could not go on. But to allow mar and Esau to shoot them out of e'r canoe In the morning, much as .<?ei,erv*d it, would be bad gen thA ol They bad kinsmen among nit ' pestODft OJIbwas who would take he feud, thus started, and Jim's sslon was one of conciliation. Yet and b? t0 himself, and Omar Esaa would be hard to handle. The sun was high In the sky on the following morning before the three who waited In the river willows saw a canoe turn the bend above them. Clearly the two paddlers were confi dent that the peterboro was some where far ahead of them downstream, for the men in the willows plainly heard their voices. There was the muffled click of steel on steel as three riiles were cocked. Then the willows were silent Pres ently, as the birch bark canoe drifted abreast of the ambush, there was a roar, as the guns spat from I he shore. The paddle of the bowman fell, splin tered from his hands. With a cry of terror the sternman swung the nose of the craft toward the opposite bank, as the riiles again exploded. In his fear the Indian In the bow of the canoe plunged headlong into the river and made for the shore, while his mate flattened on the floor of the canoe. Then from the willows, "They'll Take Her Away From Jim Down There in the City, Smoke." two men paddled rapidly across the stream to the drifting canoe, while the third covered the craft with his rifle. Running the peterboro alongside, Omar stepped into the birch bark and, lifting the gray-faced young Ojibwa In his great arms, with a curse threw him into the water. "We not shoot JiJng, de skunk, an' we not shoot at you, dis tam !" roared the infuriated half-breed, deprived of his vengeance by the commands of Stuart. "But de nest tam, I weel split your t'roat lak* I stab de caribou.'* As the frightened Ojibwa swam for the shore, Omar returned to the peter boro and finished the work of the rifle shots in destroying the canoe, by opening great seams with his knife. Then he tossed overboard the bag of provisions, with the rifles of the In dians, and abandoned the water logged craft. "Now travel home in your mocca sins." called the half-breed in Ojibwa to the Indian as he reached the shore, "and tell them how we gave you a swim and let you go'" Wondering what further evidence of Jingwak's hostility awaited them, but forced by the necessity of break ing the conjurer's Influence in the Pipestone country if Sunset House were to survive, Jim continued down the river. CHAPTER VI Throush the Pipestone chain of lakes traveled the canoe from the south, visitinc the ftshinR camps, and denouncing Jlnsrwak as a false sha man, an imposter, the paid asent of Paradls and I.eBlond. Ofien the ap peals of Jim and Omar were met with sneers and shouts of dissent. Store than once, superstitious Indians re fused to talk to them, and frightened faction, most of the older Indians lis tened. while many were friendly. And notwithstanding sullen and black faces among the younger men, the progress of the peterboro through the Pipestone country had not been again molested. Hut one night an old OJibwa rami* tn tholr ?imn on ?h? T oko ?>,? Great Stones, which emptied Into the Sturgeon. "You are going down Into the Stur geon river country?" he asked, ac cepting the tobacco and dish of tea "Yes." replied Jim In OJibwa. "this false shaman, Jingwak, has turned the hunters against us for the pay of Paradls. We are going to find him and make him eat his lies." For a long Interval the old man smoked, his slit-like eyes on the lire. Then he said: "Do not go. He is waiting for you.** ?Tim glanced at the Interested faces of Omar and Esau. Was this man friendly or a spy? he wondered. "I am glad," he said. **I feared he would run away.** The old Indian lifted questioning eyes to the bronzed face of the white man. For a space he seemed to meas ure the metal of the speaker whose cold gaze met his scrutiny. Then he quietly said, as he again looked into the fire: "You will never come back." Jim studied the wrinkled mask of the old Ojihwa, framed in its long grizzled locks. Had he come to warn them as a friend, or was he seeking to learn their plans, only to send the in formation ahead of them? "You have lived through many snows," he said. "Wisdom has come to you through the years. You know that Jingwak Is a liar or you would not sit here and look me in the eye. Tills Paradis has filled his tipi with flour and tea and tobacco. Why? Be cause Jingwak keeps the hunters from trailing with the old company. But this is finished. LcBlond has sent Paradls far south to the Nlplgon." The old Indian looked up with puzzled eyes. "You say Paradis has gone south?" "Yes." The seamed visage of the Indian stiffened in thought as his narrowed eyes sought his moccasin. Then lie said: "lie has put a spell upon the young men on the Sturgeon river ? this Jingwak. If you go there ? they will kill you." At the words, Omar Boisvert rose to his feet, shaking with rage. Thrust ing his clenched fists at the OJibwa, he opened and closed his fingers. "With these hands," he stormed, "I will choke the breath from the lying throat of this wabeno. Go back and send your young men to tell him we are coming. Tell hiin that Omar_ Boisvert who broke the neck of Big Pierre, at Fort Severn, with his fist. Is coming to drive him out of the Sturgeon river country. Tell him if he stays, Omar Boisvert, who sets bear-traps with his hands, will tear his tongue from his throat." Inflamed with passion, Omar stood over the squatting figure of the old Indian, who gazed up at him with a look of mingled surprise and regret "You think me the friend of Jing wak and this Paradls," he said calmly. "You are wrong. I come here because I am their enemy. Jingwak took my daughter from me." In silence the Indian rose, shook hands, and went to his birchbark. As he pushed out from the shore, he said to Jim, who followed him with the customary, "bo'-Jo's,** "Your canoe will never pass this way again." "Well, what d'you make of him?" asked Jim of the silent figures of his friends. "Was he nosing around try ing to find out something, or was he bringing a friendly warning?" "He Is fr'en' of Jingwak," said Esau, "and Jingwak is scare'." **Ah-hah !'* agreed Omar. "He ees scare". He got no Paradees to help been) now." But In spite of the confidence of his men, Jim was troubled. What he de sired was to bring about the downfall of the sorcerer by peaceable means ? to gain the friendship of the hunters, but it looked as if he would fall. If the old Indian was to be trusted, they would be lucky to get out of the Stur geon with whole skins. How far the adherents of Jingwak were prepared to go he already knew. In the end it meant bloodshed, and that meant de feat?the enmity of many of ttie hunt ers whose trade he sought. And de feat meant good-by to Sunset House ? and Aurore LeBlond. For he would have not even a future In. the com pany's service to ofTer her. As he brood eu with his thoughts, tlie day on the Island with the daughter of the man whose wiles were fast drawing the net of defeat about the little fur post seemed more like something he had read ? more the fancy of a dream than reality. Those brief hours of un alloyed delight had been given him to torment his memory In the years to '?ome. She would never return to the Lake of the Sand Beaches. The following morning, Esau left them. Traveling In a small birch bark canoe he had got by trade from an Ojlbwa. the old man started ahead of them down the Sturgeon on his lone ] search for Jingwak. Time and again i Jim had endeavored to learn how he j hoped to circumvent the medicine man who had such a hold on the hunters of 1 the Sturgeon, but Esau had kept his own counsel. With a smile, the wily old Indian had replied: "Eet may be Esau ees too old. I lees back no longer , carry de beeg load for tie companee. i Mis log are stilt for de winter trail. But he has seen munee t'ing and hees , memory ees long. Eef he nevalre come back, eet mean hees head, also, , ees no eood." More he refused to say. and Omar, ' "ueu <|ucaii?u?ii uj tut? tui kius oim, had shaken his Vead doubtfully as he j explained Esau's reticence. The old ; man's plan was so wild In Its details and depended f Its success so large- 1 ly on luck that Esau dared not divulge it to his chief. So Stuart parted with his friend , with misgiving in his heart. The loyal | old Indian was \*>lng down the Stur- | geon Into the enemies' country, nlone, 1 to fight for Sunset House. What could he do to Jingwak there. In his stronghold, one against many? He gripped the oh! OJibwa's hand j In parting. "I d^n't like to have you : go alone. Esau." fim said. "We ought to flcht this out ??>gelher." "You an' yom fader was de good fr'en of me," rolied Esau, hln eyes bright with feel! ig. "I am ole man. Soon I go talk ^ ? your fader. W'en I meet heem. he *sk. 'Esau, how you | leeve de boyT 1 wan' to tell heem de hoy ees ver' fine *'id de beeg trade at de House of de Setting Sun." The old man's fineQ "s gripped hard on Jim's. "Pat ees Vy I go to fin' Jing wak." Turning. Esau ?hoved off the canoe and was soon oi t of sight behind a timbered point. In the gray eyes of Jim Stuart, as he watched the dip and swing of Esau's paddle until the bent back of the oH man disappeared, there was the i '1st of memory and the emotion of a full heart. The father h^ had hurled on the shore of far One's lake ? what would he not give today for his companion ship and his couisel? It was Septem ?erv the moon of the mnting of the ca-ibou; Septemhor. when through tl e wild valleys, the lifting sun rolle.f hack curtains of mist, veiling ridges touched here and there with yellow and gold hy the magic wand of the frost; September, when the musk?gs were blue with I ripened berries and the loons, restless | with the urge of far journeying, called j at sunset across nameless lakes. ! North, on the vast marshes of the great hay, the !egions i-f the geese were assembling for tneir autumn ! rendezvous ? later t*o ride the first j stinging winds south over the green ; sens of the spruce and the flaming Islands of the h?rdwoo<a ridges. Passing over t?ie spawning beds of the sturgeon, at Ihe outlet of the Lake of the Great Stoees, where, for a mile, on the sandy bottom, the dark shapes of the huge fish were visible beneath the peterhoro, Jl u and Omar entered the river from \ hlch tlie old Ojlbwa had warned thej i they would never 1 return. Two c^ys* Journey down stream, where tl e river widened to form a large lakr, Jim htped to find the man they sought How, when he found him, he was to break the power of the sorcerer, he did not know. Rut the future of Sunset House depended on It, and in his desperation, Jim was prepared to go far ? how far, the man who realized that failurt In the trade would mean in t'le end the loss of Aurore LeBlond, did not dare admit to himself. AH the morning the pe'.erboro rode the swift current of tl?e Sturgeon. Toward noon the drum b*at of rapids which the old OJibwa had warned them they could not run, sounded In their ears. 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