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The stream was not more than a
hundred feet In width, but It cost Ba
ree close to a losing struggle to get
•cross it. Until he dragged himself
out on the opposite shore, the extent
of Ms injuries was not impressed
upon him fully. One hind leg, for the
time, was useless; his forward left
shoulder was laid open tb the bone;
his head and body were torn and cut;
and as he dragged himself slowly away
from the stream, the trail he left In
the snow was a red path of blood. It
trickled from his panting jaws, be
tween which his tongue was bleeding;
it ran down his tegs and flanks and
belly, and It dripped from his ears,
one of which was slit clean for two
Inches as though cut with a knife. His
instincts were dazed, his perception
•f things clouded as if by a veil drawn
dose over his eyes. Half dead, he
dragged himself on until by chance he
came to a clump of dwarf spruce.
Into this he struggled, and then he
dropped exhausted.
All that night and until noonr the
next day Ilaroe lay without moving.
The fever burned in ids blood; It
flamed high and swift toward death;
then it ebbed slowly, and life eon
qaicrecT. At noon lie oanio forth. He
was weak; and he wobbled on his legs.
His hind leg still dragged, and he was
racked with* But It was a splen
did. day. The ran wn* werm; the
satow was thawing, the sky was like
a great blue sea; and the floods of
life coursed warmly through TP'rpe’s
veins. But now, for nil time, hfs de
sires were changed, and hl3
quest at an end.
| A red ferocity grew In Baree’s eyes
as he snarled in the direction o? last
night’s fight with the wolves. They
were no longer his people. They were
■no longer of his blood. Never again
*©uld the hunt-call lure him or the
•voice of the pack rouse the old long
ing. In him there was a thing new
fcorti, an undying hatred for the wolf.
a hatred that was to grow In liitn until
It became like a disease in his vita!®
* thing ever present and insistent, de
manding vengeance on their kind.
Last- night he had gone to them a com
rade. Today he was an outcast. Cut
and maimed, bearing with him scars
for all time, he had learned his lesson *
of the wilderness. Tomorrow, and the I
next day, and for days after that with- J
wmd(| remenihor the j •
lesson wtu. j,
Chapter X ]
1 At the cabin on the Cray Loon, on | ,
she fourth night of Baree’s absence,
Pierrot was smoking his pipe after a
great supper of caribou tenderloin
he bad brought in from the trail, and
Nepeese was listening to his tale of
the remarkable shot he had made,
when a sound at the door interrupted
them. Nepee.se opened it, and Baree
<ame fn. Three days and nights of
hunger in which he could not hunt be
cause of the leg that dragged had put
him the marks of starvation. Bat
ste-scarred and covered with dried
blood-ciots ti»at still clung tenaciously
to his long hair, he was a sight that
drew at last a long breath from
Nepeese. A queer smile was grow
ing fn Pierrot’s face as he leaned for
ward in his chair; and then slowly
arising to his feet, an*? looking closer,
&e said to Nepeese:
"Yentre Saint Gris! Oui, he has
fteen to the • pack, Nepeese, and the
pack turned on him. It was not a
two-wolf fight—non t It was the pack.
He is cut and torn in fifty places. And
—mon Dieu, he is alive!”
In Pierrot’s voice there wa3 growing
wonder and amazement. He was in
credulous, and yet he could not disbe
lieve \qhat his eyes told him. What
had happened was nothing short of a
miracle, and for a time he uttered not
a word more but remained staring in
silence while - Nepeese woke from her
astonishment to give Baree doctoring
sad food. After the pain and hunger
and treachery oLhis adventure, It was
a wonderful homecoming for Baree.
He slept that night at the foot of the
•Willow’s bed. The next morning it
was the cool caress of his tongue on
her hand that awakened her.
With this day they resumed the
comradeship interrupted by Baree’s
desertion. The attachment
was greater than ever on Baree’s part.
r Jt was he who had run away from the
Willow, who had deserted her at the
•all of the pack, and it seemed at
times as though he sensed the depths
•f his perfidy and was striving to
make amends. There was Indubitably
• very great change in Mm. He hung
to Nepeese like a shadow. Instead of
steeping at night in the spruce shelter
Pierrot madfe for him, he made him*
•elf a little hollow in the earth close
to the cabin door. Pierrot thought
’«•s.: aaderptoodL and NanoAo*
t
swwr»t oiat sft« und*ftfob<i sun
more; but la reality the-key to the
mystery remained with Baree himself.
He no longer played as he had played
before he went off alone into the for
est. He did not chase sticks, or run
until he was winded, for the pure joy.
of running. Hla puppyishness wat
gone. In its place was a great wor
ship and a rankling bitterness, a love
for the girl and a hatred for the pack
and all that it stood for.
Whenever he heard the wolf-howl.
It brought an angry snarl into his
throat, and he would bare his fangs
until even Pierrot would drawsr itttle
away from Mm. But a touch of the
girl’s hand would quiet him.
In a week or two the heavier snows
cane, and Pierrot began making his
trips over the trap-lines. Nepeese had
entered into a thrilling bargain with
him this wMter. Pierrot had takeD
her into partnership. Every fifth trap
every fifth deadfall, and every fifth
poison-bait was to be her own, and
what they caught or killed was tt
bring a bit nearer to realization u
. wonderful dream that was growing fr
the Willow’s soul. Pierrot had prom
ised. If they had great luck that win
ter, they would go down together on
the last snows to Nelson House anti
buy the little old organ that was for
sale there; and if the organ was sold,
they would work another winter, and
get a new one.
This plan gave Nepeese an enthusi
astic and tireless interest in the trap
line. Pierrot Impressed on her that
it made a comrade and co-worker of
her on the trail. That was his scheme:
to keep her with him when he was
away from the cabin. He knew that
Bush McTaggart would come again to
the Gray Loon, probably more than
-mice during the winter. He bad swift
dogs, and It was a short Journey. And
when McTaggart came. Nepeese must
not be at the cabin—alone.
Pierrot’s trap-line swung Into the
north end west, covering in all a mat- i
ler of fifty miles, with an average of J
two traps, one deadfall, and a poison
halt to each mile. Halfway ovfTr this
line Pierrot had built a small log
cabin, and at the end of It another,
so that a day’s work meant twenty
five miles. This was easy for Pierrot,
nnd not hard on Nepeese after th**
first few days.
Al! through October nnd November
they made the trips regularly, making
the round every six days, which gave
one day of rest at the cabin on the
Gray Loon and another day In the
cnbfn r* the end of trail. They
were splendid months. Fur was thick,
and It was steadily cold without b:uj
storm. Nepeese fiot only curried a
small pack on her shoulders In order
that Pierrot’s load might be lighter,
but she trained Baree to bear tiny
shoulder-panniers which she manu
factured. In these pnnnturo Qavo»
carried the Daft.
In at least a third of the total num
her of traps set there was always
what Pierrot called trash—rabbits,
owls, whisky-jacks, Jays.and squlrro!?.
These, with the skin or feathers
stripped off, made up the Lulk of the
bait for (he traps ahead.
One afternoon early In December,
2~ were returning to the Gray
T.oon, Pierrot stopped suddenly a
dozen paces ahead of Nepeese and
Glared at the snow. A strange snow
• • trail had Joined their own and
beading toward the cabin. For
hal/ a minute Pierrot was silent and
scarcely moved a muscle as he stared.
The trail came straight out of the
north—and off there was Lac Bain.
Also they were the marks of large
snows hoes, and the stride Indicated
was that of a tall man. Before Pier
rot had spoken, Nepeese had guessed
what they meant.
“M’sieu the Factor from Lac Bain I”
she said.
Baree was sniflinj: suDp:.*!ov.dy at
the strange trail. They heard the low
growl in his throat, and Pierrot’s
shoulders stiffened.
“Yes, the M’sieu,” he said.
The Willow’s heart beat more swift
ly as they went on. She was not
afraid of McTaggart, not physically
afraid; and yet something rose up in
her breast and choked her at thought
of his presence on the Gray Loon.
Why was he there? R was not nec
essary for Pierrot to answer the ques
tion, even had she given voice to it.
She knew. The Factor from Lac Bain
had no business there—except to see .
her. The blood burned red In her
cheeks as she thought again of that
minute vm the edge of the chasm when J
he had almost crushed her fn his arms.
Would he try that again?
Pierrot, deep in his own somber
thoughts, scarcely heard the strange
laugh that came suddenly from her
lips. Nepeese was listening to the
growl that was again in Baree’s
throat. It was a low hut terrible
sound. When half a mile from the
cabin, she unslung the panniers from
his shoulders and carried them her
self. Ten minutes later they saw a
man advancing to meet them.
It was not McTaggart. Pierrot rec
ognized him, and with an audible
breath of relief waved his hand. It
was Deßar, who trapped in the Bar
ren Country north of Lac Bain. Pier
rot knew him well. They had ex
changed fox-poison. They were friends
and there was pleasure In the grip
of their hands. Deßar stared then at
Nepeese.
“Tonnerre, she has grown Into a
woman 1” he cried, and like a woman
Nepeese looked at him straight, with
the color deepening in her cheeks as he
bowed low with a courtesy that dated
hack a couple of centuries* beyond the
trap-line.
1 Deßar lost no time In explaining his
; mission, and before they reached the
-cm Lia Pierrot and Nepeese knew why
M n«4l nwt. me Y*&*r !
, Lac Bain, waa leaving on a journey IB
ftre days, and he had sent Deßarasa
special jnessenger rt&rbt
to come up to assist the clerk and the
half-breed storekeeper In hfs absence.
Pierrot made no comment at first.
• Bat he was thinking. Why had Buflh
McTaggart sent for him? Why had
be not chosen some one nearer? - Not
until a fire was crackling In the sheet
iron stove In the cabin, and Nepeese
was busily engaged getting supper,
did he voice these questions to tae
fox-hunter.
“He naked wfm wt-’Bißt-.ff l could
stay. But I have a wife with a bad
lung, Pierrot. It was caught by frost
last winter, and I dare not leave her
long alone. He has great faith In you.
Besides, you know all the trappers on
the Company’s books at Lac Bain. So
he sent for you, and begs you not to
worry about your fur-lines, as he will
pay you double what you would catch
In ihe time you are at the Post.”
“And Nepeese?” said Pierrot
'‘M’sieu expects me to brln« her?”
From the stove the Willow bent her
head to listen, and her heart leaped
free again at Deßar’s answer.
“He said nothing about that. But
surely—it will be a great change for
ll’le in’selle.”
Fierrot nodded.
“Possibly, Netootam."
They discussed the matter no more
that night. But for hours Pierrot was
still, thinking, and a hundred times he
asked himself the same question:
Why ijad McTaggart sent for him?
It must be, he told himself finally, tlfiit
M’sieu hud sent for him because he
wanted to win over the father of
Nepeese and gain the friendship of
Nepeese herself. For this was un
doubtedly a very great honor that the
Factor was conferring on him. And.
yet, deep down in his heart, he was
filled with suspicion.
When Deßar was about to leave the
, next morning, Pierrot said:
» “Tell M’sieu that I will leave for
Lac Bain the day ufter tomorrow.”
After Deßar had gone, he said t>
Nepeese:
“And you shall remain h*'- < \ raa
cherie. I wUI not take you m Lac
"T«ff That I Will Leava, th«
Day Aftar Tomorrow/*
Bain. I have had a dream that M’sfeu
will not go on a journey, but that he
has lied, and that he will be sick when
I arrive at the post. And yet, If It
should happen that you care to go—“
Nepeese straightened suddenly, like
a reed that has been caught by the
wind.
“Non 1” she cried, sp fiercely that
Pierrot laughed, and rubbed his hands.
So It happened that on the second
day after the fox-hunter’s visit Pierrot
left for Lac Bain, with Nepeese in the
door waving him good-by until he was
out of sight.
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h MtffefGAGß SALE OF LAND v
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1 Place of sale: Court u
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! Time of sale: Saturn
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Terms of sale: Cash
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