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JIM HOGG COUNTY ENTERPRISE
THURSDAY, MAY 21, 193S
CAUGHT in
the WILD
SYNOPSIS
A* Alan Oarth, prospector, Is prepar-
ing to leave for bis mining claim In
the Par North, a plane lands at the
alrwara emergency station. In It are
Burton Ramlil, millionaire mining mag-
nate; bis daughter, Lilith; and Vivian
Huxby, pilot and mining engineer. Be-
lieving him to be only an Ignorant
prospector, the men offer to make an
air trip to Garth's claim, although they
refer to hla samples of platinum-hear-
ing ore as nearly "worthless." Lilith
Ramlil, product of the Jan age. plainly
shows contempt for Garth. Through
Garth's guidance the plane soon
reaches the claim site Husby and Itam-
III, after making several tests, assure
Garth his claim Is nesrly valueless, but
to “encourage" young prospectors they
are willing to take a chance In Invest-
ing a small amount. Sensing treachery
ahead. Garth secretly removes a part
from the motor of the plane. Huxby
and Lilith taunt Garth, but their tone
soon changes when they try to start
the plane. Returning to shore they try
to force Garth to give up the missing
part. Garth manages to set the mono-
plane adrift and the current eassles tt
over the falla He points <>«» Inat he
Is their only hope la guiding them out
of the wilderness. Garth begins the
work of preparing for the long Journey.
He Insists that the others help. Ramlil
and his daughter must be hardened for
the hardships ahead In their trek to
the outpost on the Mackenzie. Garth
experiences difficulties in getting his
ecmpaalons Into line. An experience
with g bear helps. Returning from a
lo'ng sleep In the woods. Garth finds
the party has stolen the tea and sugar
he has been saving for emergencies.
He makes no objection, simply pointing
out that he Is accustomed to a strict
meat diet, and that they are hurting
only themselves. The work of getting
ready for the trip continues. Huxby
refuses to help, and works on the min-
ing claim. Garth atores food In an Ice
cave.
CHAPTER VI—Continued
—10 —
“You’ll have two more days for It,”
Garth told him. “Only don't forget
that an alloy of platinum and gold
weighs more than lead. You’ll be tot-
lag my 00 per cent, along with the 40
for yourself and Mr. Ramlil. If you
hide the loot In your pockets, you'll
go down like a shot, first time you slip
Into a muskeg pool or quagmire. Think
of the all around calamity that would
mean. You’d lose your life, Mr. Ramlil
would lose his Man Friday, Miss Lilith
her fiance, and I—I'd lose my CO per
cent.”
Mr. Ramlil Interposed: “It's no Joke,
Vivian. I’ve seen a strong swimmer
gunk by the gold In his money-belt. A
bag can he thrown off the shoulders.
Another thing, Garth Is to receive his
three-flftha of whatever you have
panned out. That Is understood.”
“It was h!s bargain,” Huxby replied.
He went to gorge on the leg of cari-
bou that Garth had roasted over the
fire on a twist thong of rawhide. When
he could oat no more, he hastened
hack to the placer trough to resume
his panning.
The others had already feasted upon
the tender venison, that wns self-bast-
ed In Its delicious fat. Lilith and her
father had helped Garth pack It, with
more meat and the skins, down the
long slope from the glacier.
Ilefore sundown, Garth set several
rawhide snares, each attached to a
pair of downbent saplings. For. bait,
he used raw pieces of caribou flesh.
The beasts of the valley had never
been trapped. When, nt sunrise, he
went the rounds of his snares, he col-
lected a lynx, two red foxes, a wolver-
ine, and a wolf.
Garth did not reset the snares. He
had more skins than he needed. From
the wolf-hide he made a knapsack for
Huxby. The fox skins furnished small-
er hags for Mr. ltamlll and I.lllth.
At the second sunrise. Garth bun-
dled the lynx and wolverine pelts and
a quantity of catgut with the cari-
bou skins.
Huxby eyed the bundle ironically.
“Mr. Ramlil told me about your cari-
bou parka talk. I take It, you aim
to go back and live among the Eskl-
KOg.”
“I might do worse," Garth replied.
"Here's your wolf packbag. Load our
metal, and slant up from the placer.
We'U meet you at the glacier.”
At Mr. Ramlll's noil, the engineer
took the knapsack and started off.
Garth put the small aluminum pot and
the tin cup In the millionaire's bag.
He drew hla blanket from the lennto
to strap It on hla pack board with the
bundle of skins.
Lilith Ramlil crept Into the leanto
for the last time. She came out with
the pouches of salt and tea. Neither
had tieen oj>ened since Garth put them
tn her care, after the wasteful eating
up of all the sugar.
Her worn boots lay at the foot of
the leanto. She had on her moose-
hide moccasins and lynx-skin leggings.
Aa she backed from under the low roof
■he picked up the boots and eyed them
with amused contempt. They had been
lit only for show, not for nae. But
when she flung them down. Garth
added them to hla pack, along with the
last small pieces of the moose hides.
“We might sew on rawhide soles."
he said. “Now—all set. How about
you. mutes? Ready to bit the trail?"
The girl showed the whisky flask
that he hnd left In her father's care.
It sas full of fly dojie—spruce pilch
mixed with caribou tallow, she put
the flask Into her foxskin hag, along
•With the pouches of tea and salt,
Mr. Itamill was already wi iking off.
Garth had made a tump line for hla
pack. AS he fitted the band across bia
forehead and stood up, rifle In hand,
he glanced over hla shoulder at the
girl.
8he turned and met his glance. Her
lips curled in their old scornful smile.
“What are you waiting for? Aren’t
we ever to get out of this beastly val-
ley?"
He started off without any reply but
with a glow of exultance under his
outward show of Indifference. Lilith
Itamill thought she was about to
escape from the Wild.
He had promised to guide them all
to the Mackenzie. The probabilities
were now in favor of even her father
making It. The girl would go back to
what she called civilization—to luxury
and self-indulgence, to Jazz and night-
club*—the vapid pursuit of sensation.
let a part of her would linger be-
hind In this lost valley of the deso-
lute subarctic Rockies. She had eaten
of wild meat; she had smelled the tang
of smoke from man's first friend, the
camp fire. She had come face to fare
with the Primitive—and had lived It.
The real woman of her had awak-
ened—had thrust aside the superficial
self whose world was made up of arti-
ficiality and dissipation. She had been
compelled to face the raw realities of
Life. And there were weeks more of
It to come.
Fortunately, she had already been
hard. Now she was fit. Under the
smear of mosquito dope, the lines had
smoothed from her face. The drawn
look had disappeared. Instead of the
scarlet of rouge, her lips were cherry
red with healthy natural color. She
had gained weight. Her body now
looked lean rather than emaciated.
As Garth overtook the girl's father,
he eyed him with a smaller yet no less
genuine satisfaction. For every pound
gained by the daughter, the father had
been rid of three or more. Though
still far from hard, the millionaire had
worked and sweat into vastly better
condition than at the start of his
training.
Huxby did not come Into sight, out
of the placer trough, until the others
were well up the tundra slope, half-
way to the glacier. That gave Garth
an excuse to tell Lilith to ease her
father along while Huxby was closing
up with them.
Garth himself swung briskly ahead.
So far, nothing had been said to Hux-
by about the cache cave in the Ice
tunnel of the glacier stream. He knew
only that the caribou carcasses bad
been put on Ice.
The one thing of which Garth felt
most certain regarding the engineer
was that he would never give over try-
ing to get the platinum placer until
every possible scheme had been balked.
Mr. Itamill might quit. He already
possessed a fortune.
Rut Huxby was still a relatively
poor man, and he bad now made cer-
tain that the placer was worth at
least a million dollars. Behind his
polished front, he was no less un-
scrupulous than his millionaire part-
ner, and he was absolutely cold-
blooded.
Among the cards that the future
was to deal in the game, the Ice cave
might prove to be anything from a
two spot to an ace. If the play should
shift back to the valley, a cache full
of meat would most benefit the player
who knew about 1L No less so, the
caribou skins. In any event, It would
do no harm and might prove of ad-
vantage to leave Huxby in doubt re
garding the location of the cache.
Lilith made the last climb to Garth
without effort. Rut Huxby plodded
up almost as winded as Mr. Ramlil.
He lowered from his shoulders the
small but heavy load In his wolfskin
knapsack. The chunks of frozen cari-
bou meat beside the bulky blanket-
wrapped bundle on Garth's packboard
drew hts displeased attention.
“You can’t expect me to carry any
of that venison. Fm no pack Jack of
the woods. Forty pounds Is quite
enough to suit me.”
Garth hefted the wolfskin sack.
“My guess Is forty-five. Figuring
roughly, that makes forty-one troy
pounds, or four, ninety-two troy ounces.
Call It live hundred even. Platinum
is around sixty dollars an ounce troy.
The values of the alloy will average
at least thirty. That gives us a total
of say, fifteen thousand dollars. Not
so bad for a few days' panning.”
lluxby's face showed that this wns
no news to him. For all his cool self-
control, his fingers clutched tight
hold of the wolfskin as he drew It out
of Garth's careless grasp.
Ever since coming Into the valley
he had spent the greater part of every
long day scratching spots all over the
great placer claim and panning sam-
ples of the gravel. Fifteen thousand
dollars was no fortune. Rut If a few
score panfuls of grassroot dirt could
yield that amount, there could be no
doubt of the vast treasure beneath.
Even If bedrock lay at a shallow
depth, the platinum placer was worth
at least a million dollnrs.
Though Garth smiled at the engi-
neer’s betrayal of cupidity, he took
note of it as an additional warning.
He had said that Huxby was a com-
monplace wolf. Rut any wolf Is opt to
be deadly when ravenous.
Garth's sideward glance caught an
amused twinkle In Mr. Ramlll’s shrewd
eyes. The hard training had put the
millionaire In better health than he
probably had enjoyed for many years.
Also, his mind was bigger and better
poised than that of his prospective
son-in-law. He could smile with Garth
over Huxby's obsession—smile and
put aside all thought of the placer
until in a position to take It from Its
discoverer.
Lilith saw the situation from a
still different angle. She opened the
wolfskin sack to peer Inside. At sight
of the nodules, she dropped the flap,
with a look of disgust. Mere value
meant nothing to her. The alloy
looked dull and uninteresting.
"Worth only fifteen thousand dol-
lars’” she bantered her fiance. “You’ve
dug dirt all this time for a trifle like
that, and lugged It all the way up
here. Don’t tell me you're so dumb
that you plan to pack it for the weeks
Alan says we’ll need to get back to
the Mackenzie. Forty-five pounds of
that stuff—how silly I From what
Alan told us, we may have all we can
do to carry ourselves on this cross-
country hike.”
“With my blanket and the meat
that's In It, I'm starting off with some-
think like two hundred pounds," Garth
said. “Game was scarce on the other
side of the pass when I went out the
other time. The weight of our metal
In meat may be worth more than the
fifteen thousand dollars. Let Huxby
choose which he prefers to pack.”
The engineer compromised by shov-
ing one of the twenty-pound chunks of
caribou meat Into the sack, on top of
the metal. This left a second chunk
of equal weight. Lilith bent over to
put It In her own sack.
“Day off,” said Garth. “It Is his
choice. Resides, frozen meat soon
“Alan Garth, You’re a Man.”
spoils when it thaws. Fall Into In-
dian file. Here goes.” .
He backed up to his boulder-
perched pack, slipped the tump line
over his forehead, and started up the
great cleft as If his 200-pound pack
weighed no more than Huxby’s 05
pounds of meat and metal.
He halted only when the other men
were compelled to stop for breath.
Huxby, though carrying a load only
a third the weight of Garth's, had
soon begun to strain and puff as hard
as Mr. Itamill. He was larger than
Garth and seemingly stronger-muscled.
Rut he lacked Garth’s wind and en-
durance and the knack of back pack-
ing. At every halt he sank down on
the Ice or a moraine stone, panting.
Garth merely eased his back break-
ing pack upon a boulder, slipped the
tump-llne from his forehead, and wait-
ed for the other men to recover. Lil-
ith Ramlll's pack was too light to
hamper her. She climbed with the
agility of a goat
In places the pitch of the glacier
became too steep for ordinary climb-
ing. Garth had to draw his belt-ax
and chop foot holds. The last of these
steep rise* was far up towards the
head of the pass.
The remaining distance to the sum-
mit was not so steep, and there were
no dangerous crevasses. Garth made
the climb at a swinging pace. He was
halfway down before he met Huxby
plodding slowly upwards with Mr.
Itamill. The engineer looked at him
with cold-eyed rancor.
Mr. UamlU panted a wistful ques-
tion: “Wh-when—do we—eat?”
“At the top. Take your time."
Lilith had chosen to wait for Garth
down where he had left them all. His
pack lay on the snow below the boul-
der upon which he bad set It She
pointed her slender finger at the fallen
bundle.
“I tried to find out If yon were lying
abost the weight I couldn't even lift
one end. But yon see how the top of
the stone slopes. The beastly tnlng
slid off.”
“That's all right. Miss Ramlil. Easy
enough to up-end It again."
"Easy!” Her blue eyes glowed with
an odd light “You carried Dad back
4 I
By ROBERT
AMES
BEANET
WNU Servica
Copyright by Robert Ames Brnnct
*
to camp that day. But It was down-
hill. Now—to pack this frightful load
all the way up here! Alan Garth,
you’re a man!”
“Well, It’s a bit of a stiff pull-up,”
he admitted. “Rut we'll soon make
the downslope. I left the knife on the
knapsack. Go op and slice that cari-
bou meat”
The girl whom her own father could
not command met the order with a
cheerful nod. She started briskly off
up the gap. Garth's steady climbing
brought him to the top of the pass a
few paces behind Huxby and Mr.
Ramlil. Lilith was sprinkling ealt on
slices of the raw meat
The pass was barren even of cari-
bou moss. The meat had to be eaten
cold or uncooked, or not at all. Six
hours had passed since the party left
the camp in the valley bottom. After
the long, hard climb, even the girl was
hungry enough to have eaten rawhide.
The caribou meat was tender, and the
first taste of salt since the party had
come to the valley turned the meal
into a feast.
Less than half of the 20-pound chunk
of caribou remained by the time even
Mr. Ramlil found he could eat no
more.
All were so refreshed by the food
and rest that no one objected when
Garth gave the word to start on. There
would be no more slogging up-hill,
with lungs bellowsing for air. One
would only have to hold back.
But that was the rub—the holding
back. The south side of the pass was
far steeper than the north, and there
was no glacier to offer stretches of
smooth footing. The bed of the sharp-
ly tilted cleft frequently dropped over
small cliffs. Between these high ledges
were slides of frost-shattered rocks.
Batches of ice here and there made the
footing doubly treacherous.
In places Garth had to drop his pack
down before him. Not Infrequently,
even LUlth had to be given a hand
down slippery chutes, or caught In
Garth’s upraised arms when Huxby
lowered her off the edge of a sharp
drop. Still eftoner, her father had to
be helped by both Garth and Huxby.
(TO DF. CONTINUED)
Shovel-Tusked Elephants
Used Big Jaws as Dredge
Nature never made any real me-
chanical stenmshovels except Indirect-
ly through her agent, man, but 20,000,-
000 years ago, before the Gobi desert
had reached Its present barrenness and
before man had put In his appearance
on earth, she had a creation far more
remarkable. It was an animated
dredge—a great elephant whose tusks
had taken the form of shovels extend-
ing from a scoop-llke lower Jaw. These
mastodons dredged the muddy bottoms
of prehistoric swamps for water lilies
and other swamp growths which
formed their food. It has been sev-
eral years since their fossils were first
discovered In the Gobi desert, but In-
terest has reverted to them through
the discovery and Identification of
plant fossils which prove that swamps
existed In the Gobi during their time—
a fact previously doubted and which
doubt raised a question as to these
animals’ food and the purpose of their
shovel tusks. This doubt, however, Is
now cleared. Other discoveries have
shown that these long-extinct elephants
also lived In America and dredged the
swamps of California, Nebraska, and
Kansas.—Pathfinder Magazine.
Spiders and Stars
Spiders' webs have many uses. With-
out them astronomers would find it
harder to make accurate observations.
The eye pieces of their telescopes are
marked Into sections by very fine lines,
which are renlly pieces of web held In
place by spots of varnish. Webs are
used because It Is Impossible to have
finer as well ns equally distinct lines
by any other method. There are other
uses, too, for webs. An instrument
maker In York employs a man specially
to collect spiders and webs. Only a
special kind of spider Is caught, the
“eperlra drademata,” which Is usually
found on gorse bushes and has a cross
on Its back. The spiders are made to
wind their webs on special forks, each
Insect winding about 40 feet before
the supply gives out These webs are
used In the manufacture of the most
delicate types of scientific Instruments.
—Tlt-Blts Magazine.
Aaimal Prophet*
A pit horse at Markham colliery
proved wiser than the man who drova
it. says Tlt-Blts Magazine. Suddenly,
for no apparent reason, the horse,
which had worked underground for
seven years, bolted and refused to re-
turn. When Its driver returned alone,
the roof fell on him almost immediate-
ly. Animals often sense danger and
the authorities In England know, for
Instance, that plt-borses are aware of
danger long before the miners. Not
long ago, a New Forest dog pulled Ita
master from under the radius of an old
oak, which crashed a few aeconda after
he reached aafety. In Burma, where
elephants carry logs, one of these
beasts refused to cross a certain bridge
with Ita load. Eventually the logs
were loaded on carts and dragged by
bullocks, but the bridge collapsed when
the* were half war across. . .
SBOf INTEREST TO I
mm HOUSEWIFE I
Make sandwiches for tlie children's
lunch box by shaving maple sugar,
mixing with butter and spreading be-
tween two slices of wholewheat bread.
• • •
An electric fan will help to dry
paint as well as banish odor from
a room that has been newly painted.
• • •
Melted butter is a good substitute
for olive oil in salad dressing.
• • ' •
Hot peach Juice to which a few
drops of lemon Juke has been added
makes a quickly prepared sauce to
serve with cottage pudding.
• • •
Yellow cream cheese spread on but-
tered wafers and browned In a mod-
erate oven makes a very good accom-
paniment, to serve with appetizers,
Boups or salads.
• • •
Two thicknesses of heavy brown pa-
per are much better than a cloth to
use when pressing. Sprinkle paper
with water and Iron until dry. News-
papers may be used Instead of brown
paper.
• • •
To slip rose bushes bend branches
down, make a deep cut Into branch
and cover wounded portion with soil.
Keep branch down with a large stone,
e Bell Syndicate.—WNU Service.
MANAGEMENT OF FORTUNE
We should manage our fortune ua
we do our health—enjoy It when
good, he putieut when It is had, and
never apply violent remedies except
in an extreme necessity.—Rochefou-
cauld.
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