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THE A!,TO HERALD. ALTO, TKXw. NOVEMBER !9. 1931
Heart of the North
. By William Byron Mowery
(WNU Servtco.)
THE STORY
St* bandtts board the steamer,
Midnight Sun, tied to the hank
of the Mackenzie, hold up Father
Ciavoriy and other passengers,
kiH Jimmy Montgomery, former-
ly of the Mounted, and get away
with gold duat and fura. Corp.
Bill Hardaock reporta the crime
to Sergt. Alan Baker at the
Mounted Poliqt, post at Fort En-
durance. '
CHAPTER H—Continued
—3—
He t^Ught: "I ct^'t.tMame tter for
t^HV^ here tn the North.
' ' ' 'He^ ^^her 'dted Here i she hasn't any
r- friends; these fotka'idpn't, understand
i ,„her; she wants to live in a city,
that's as naturai, as much her right,
as nty wanttng to live tn this North
country. She'd tike to have pieasurcs,
clothes, and other things we'ii have
When I take that Victoria job. Wouidn't
any giri want them?"
Biii Hardsock came past the atcove
window, hatiess, excited. Elizabeth
saw him, and realized her taik witi)
Alan was broken. But site did not
greatiy care. Site had given him iter
nitimatum, site had headed off any an-
tagonism; and what she said about
Haskett bad galied him as nothing eise
could have done.
She itaif-whispered, running iter fin-
gers through his hair, "You've been
here iess than an hour, we've had iess
than ten minutes together, and now—
cow something eise happens and you'i]
be gone again." She kissed him quickly
and turned away.
As Bill Hardsock stamped into the
cabin he burst out: "Oh Lord, Alan,
Santmy-heli sure popped down river t
The Midnight Sun, bringing up a raft
of furs from the Ramparts country,
and goid dust, too, a whnie wad of it
from tite Peei and Arctic Red Plac-
ers. . . . Down there, mouth of the
Big Atooska, when she was taking on
wood, half a dozen men bounced her
)n broad daylight, and robbed her
there, right this close to us—"
"Robbed her? Wh-aa-t!"
"That's what they did. They came
over the side ilke as if they were
ord'nary trappers; they got a ciean
drop on the crowd, and had the run
of the boat for better'n haif an hour t"
Aian ieaped to the all-Important
question. "They didn't escape. Bill?
They didn't get by with a trick iike
that?"
Scarcely hearing him, Blil kept pour-
)ng out his news. "They took more'n
three hundred pounds of dust, and
sorted out half a dozen packs of the
best and tightest furs. Aian, they shot
and killed Jimmy Montgomery! He
was the only one that drawed a gun
against 'etp, and a rille buliet got hitn
cotd."
Alan's face went pale. Tite news of
the robbery had been dazing enough to
him; but now, this crashing shock of
Jimmy's death . . His Hps fashioned
siientiy, "They kilied Jimmy. ... A
rlHe huiiet. ... He was the only one
who drew a gun—" But he could not
speak; he couid only stare at Bill.
"And if Father Ciaveriy hadn't
Stepped in nnd helped stop a rush,
AJan, they'd have shot up the whoie
deck. They slung the dust and furs
into their canoes, and . . . Did they
get away? What brought me busting
Bp the river? I hope they did—ciean,
Slicker'n a whistie!"
In the pause then, Alan fought to
Shake off his daze. He had to ntake
tite plans, fling out a patroi, get into
action. It was aii in his hands—the
pursuit, the capture, the whole heavy
responsibility.
He demanded: "Who were they?
Trappers, did you say?" ,
"Un't know who, Alan. But stran-
gers. Five whites and one 'breed."
"Strangers? Can't be! Not in this
country."
"But that's what they were. No-
body on the boat had ever seen a sin-
gle one of, 'em."
Aian did not beiieve this, but for tite
moment he passed it up.
"Which way did they go? Have
motors on their canoes?"
"No. Paddle craft. They whipped
CP the, Big Aiooska."
For it littie space Alan stood think-
)ng. Why had those bandits staged
their robbery there at tite mouth of
the Aiooska, instead of farther down
north, at some ionely reach aiong the
Mackenzie? In an instant he saw the
answer to that question. They had
chosen with an eye to a quick escape,
an escape to the best biding piace in
aii Mackenzie territory.
As be imagined them whipping up
the Big Aiooska, whipping up that
[oneiy spruce-buried river past Mac-
Mlilan's trading post, his thoughts
leaped to Joyce, and a fear came into
his eyes.
Echoing this very fear, Blli said;
"They'ii have to pass MacMitlan's
place, Atan. Ten chances to one,
Dave's gone out somewheres after
spring peltry and Joyce is there aii
by herself. . .
"But maybe they won't stop," Aian
argued. His words were more a
prayer for Joyce. "They'!! probably
try to sneak past. . . ." He broke off:
"Biii, go down to barracks, find Red,
teU him to get the inunch in slta^e to
trave!. White you're doing that, I'tt
go teit Haskett."
Hatfway down the slope Atan came
upon Constable Larry Younge, who
was spreading Haskeii's bed ciothlng
on the grassy terrace to sun.
An oider man, past forty, a native
of this Waterways country, Larry had
spent his boyhood years living with
Crees and Chipewyans; and by easy
odds he was the best hush detective in
the whote division. But tn matters of
dtscipiine he was worse than Btit
Hardsock, for he svas otder, more set
in bis ways, more resentfut of per-
sonal affront. Months ago Haskett
had busted htm from a corpora); and
by humliiatlng him with orderiy du-
ties, he had been trying to make Larry
knuckle under. Watting for another
month's pay so he couid buy out of the
Mounted, Larry was going about hts
"squaw work" with stoicai face, chatk-
ing up his personai score against the
day when he would he out of service
and couid settte with Haskeli in man-
to-man fashion.
Aian bade him: "Larry, drop that.
Go and help Biii out. lie'it teit you
what's up."
*******
It was rare that Inspector naskei!
attowed his temper to get the upper
hand. He had teamed seif-controt in
the hard army school, and he consid-
ered that any exhibition of temper was
a piebeian thtng. But when Alan Baker
came into the cabin, Haskett was
thoroughly and hotly angered.
A dozen things had happened this
morning to irritate him. Constabie
Whipple, his stool pigeon, a thin clerlt-
ish recruit whom he had brought atong
to Endurance, had repeated several in-
furiating jokes about him wtitch the
men were tossing back and forth tn
barracks. A few minutes ago BMt
Hardsock, ptainly carrying important
news, had brushed past him as though
he had not existed, and had taken
tite news straight to Aian Baker. And
just now through the open door he had
seen Baker order Larry Younge to
drop work assigned by a superior
ofUcer and do something etse.
To be so plalniy ignored by his own
men when any matter of Importance
came up. made him appear a nobody.
To have Baker issuing orders and get-
ting a patroi ready without Hrst con-
sulting hint, seemed to him a gross
violation of discipline. He had for-
merty been forced to tet Baker have
his way in managing the post; hut
now. shocked at reaitzing how very
littte be himself amounted to here, and
confident that his six months of ex-
perience made 1dm capabie of running
the detachment himself, be had sworn
he was going to come down on these
men and come down iiard.
But the secret nnd real source of
his anger was a deep smoldering
jealousy of Baker because of Eiiza-
beth Spautding. More ctearly at
every talk with her, he saw she trusted
Baker, tiked him, and was going to
marry him. Her coo! inaccessibility
maddened Ilaskeii; and iter compari-
son between him and a ninety-a-month
sergeant cut his pride to the quick.
Pretty, coot, a tritle haughty, she
was just the kind of girl who suited
him, and was the only person here at
Endurance whom he cared to asso-
ciate with. His admiration had
mounted, it had quickened with pas-
sion, it had become a tire in his blood
—the first and only passionate affec-
tion he had ever known. His life, for-
nteriy so leisurely and purposeless, had
taken on an aim, a goal. That goa!
was to smash Iter engagement and
wrest her away from Baker.
As Alan now hurried into the cabin,
Haske!! swung on hint:
"Don't you know better than to
come bursting into an oHlcer's quar-
ters without knocking and asking per-
mission? (Io out and try it again."
IHs words went past Alan unheeded.
Alan's mind was too much a tur-
moil. . . . Jitnnty murdered, Joyce
alone there on the lonely savage
Aiooska. those six bandit strangers es-
caping with their toot. . . . There
was but one thought In his mind—to
overhaul those two canoes before they
were tost beyond ait pursuit.
Forgetting even his salute, he came
across to the desk. As though checked
by the took on his face, Haskeit did
not repeat the reprimand. Instead he
listened silently while Alan reported
the robbery, murder, escape.
"They're heading up the Big Aioos-
ka toward a muskeg country lying
back there tn the northeast," Atan ex-
ptained quickly. "It's called the That-
Azzah, the Land of Matty Waters. It's
ten thousand square miies of criss-
cross waterways—takes, channels, slow
creeks, and soup-thin bog ait covered
with flags and wiilows. They're head-
ing for the Thai-Azzah. That's why
they staged the robbery at the Aiooska
mouth—so they'd have a straight shoot
into that muskeg. If they reach it we
might never get them. I'm going to
take the iauttch and the five men I've
got—"
Haskett stiffened. In sarcastic tones
he interrupted: "You've got? Just
a second, Baker. It wottid be a itttte
better form to give your report and
possibly make suggestions, and then
allow me, as officer commanding here,
to issue orders."
Aian stared at him tn surprise.
After att the long months of the winter
past when he had initiated every
pafrot that wont out, he was totatty
unprepared for this testy reprimand.
An anger rose in him at Hasketi's
choosing to bandy personaiities just
now when those two canoes were
whipping up the Atooska.
Trying to fight down bis impatience,
he said. "Maybe it was tactiess of
me. But at! aiong I've been—"
"Yes, certainiy—acting as though
you were O. C. around here. Yon
didn't appreciate toierance when you
had it. You can take note from now
on you haven't got iti I'tt issue the
orders about this patrol."
Abruptiy he turned away to the wait
behtnd htm where a map of the En-
durance country was tacked up. A
big six-foot-square mosaic, it was the
inspector's own handiwork—a syn-
thesis of government reports, explor-
ers' sketches and unre!iab!e Indian
accounts. Though a few of the iarger
details were correct, tn Aian's eyes it
was a cittmsy and ridiculous piece of
charting.
As he waited, sweartng at this toss
of precious minutes, Alan happened to
see Constable Whippie over in a cor-
ner, making Inventory entries at a
table. He said:
"Whipple, you'd better knock off on
that and get into fatigue c!othes.
We'!! need ait the men on th!s patro!."
Whipple did not obey him, or sttr,
but waited for the inspector's orders.
Aian later remembered, to his heavy*
cost nnd sorrow, how Whipple had sat
there In the cortter, listening, scratch-
ing away with a pen. while Bt!! nnd
Larry and Rednoauit were down at the
wharf hurr!edly maktng ready.
In helpless exasperation at Haskett,
he thougtit: "Good Lord, aren't you
ever going to get through studying
that crazy d—d map?" Back of this
change in Haske!!, this angry decision
to run Endurance according to his
own notions, Atan sensed an ugly hos-
tHIty against him personatty. He was
quite weli aware of the cause of that
had blood. He bad not been blind
these last months; he knew Haske!!
was madiy in iove with Elizabeth.
Presently, turning around from his
map, Haskeit satd:
"I see that the Big Atooska, about a
hundred ntiles northeast from its
mouth, divides into two branches."
To hurry this talk up, Alan stepped
around behind tite desk, and pointed
at the map as he spoke.
"Yes, that forks is called Big Leav-
ings. But it's farther east titan your
map shows; it's nearer two hundred
ntl!es. Here's MacMtMan's trading
post. Here's the Forks. The right
branch !eads southeast through th!s
. . . it shoutd he marked timber coun-
try. The teft branch goes northeast
into the big muskeg. About here Is
where the Thai-Azzah should he
marked. They're heading up this !eft
branch for the That-Azzah—"
Interrupting. Haskett demanded.
"How do you know they're do!ng
that?"
"I don't know, hut tt's a sensible
guess. The 'l'hal-Azzah Is a h!ding
p!ace made to order, and they're sure-
ly breaking for it."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Grateful and Beautiful Tribute to Loved Wife
Those who report the Inscriptions
in old burying grounds do so ordi-
narily to cali attention to what is
quaint, untutored and bizarre. A dif-
ferent quest In these days might have
as tts object the discovery of inscrip-
tions which testify, with simple sin-
cerity, to iong iives of joint happiness.
The present-day world benefits by ev-
ery reminder that there were such and
always are.
Perhaps In a!! New ISnghtnd there
!s no more gracefu! tribute to a grate-
fu! devotion than that upon a head-
stone, placed not so many years ago,
In the oid Grove Street cemetery tn
New Haven. It was placed there at
the grave of his wife by a physician
whose high ski!] and teaming were
iong in the service of the community
and of the Yaie Medical school, whose
courtesy and gractousness became a
tradition and who bore wortldiy a ;
great name. Francis Bacon. Beiow her
name nnd the fact that she was his
wife, he added; "For forty years tite
crown of his feiicity."—Spr!ug!ieid
(Mass.) Republican.
With the Patting Year,
The United States puhiic health j
service says that the shrinkage of tis {
sue which accompanies oid age is
prohabty the resuit of severai factors,
among which may be mentioned tnad
equate nutrition of ce!!s, diminished
Internal recretlons, such as secretions
from the pituitary nnd adrenai gtands.
The cells of the tissue probabiy die oil -
from iack of proper metabolism of all }
the vital activity of the body in the in }
take of food, discharge of waste prod
ucts, etc.
Dog Revea!< Death of Matter
How dug reseated the su!c!de,
by ha; of ],i% ntasler was to!d
at the nqucst at Lewlsbatn, Eng-
land, < „r Sidney A. Rhippen. Wit-
Ram hideton of East Dulwich,
said ti.t lie over waste
ground when a tittle white dog ran
up and jumped around hitn. "I tried
to sett] it away," he said, "but it
would not go. I said, -Where is
your Blaster?' and the dog began to
bark furiously, n led mo to a man
ieanhm against a tree nnd hanging
from a rope."
Aiff/e G:r/
Got We// QutcA
"Just after her
third birthday, my
itttte daughter, Con
nio, had a serious
attack of intesttnai
flu," says Mrs. H. W.
Turnage, 217 Cad-
walder St., San An-
tonio, Texas. "It left
her very weak and pate. Her bow-
eis wouidn't act right, she had no
appetite and nothing agreed with her.
"Our physician toid us to give her
some ''aiifornia Fig Syrup. It made
her pM; up right away, and now she
is as robust and happy as any chitd
in otir neighborhood. I give Califor-
nia Fig Syrup fuli credit for her
wondMfut condition. It is a great
thinr for children."
Cichiren iike the rich, fruity taste
of C:ilfornia Fig Syrup, and you can
give:: to them as often as they need
it, bccause it is pureiy vegetable.
For t.ver 50 years leading physicians
have recommended it, and tts over-
whelming sales record of over four
m!!ii n botttes a year shows it gives
satisfaction. Nothing compares with
it as a gentte but certain iaxative,
and it goes further than this. It
reg! tes tite stomach and boweis
and .'Ives tone and strength to these
organ so they continue to act nor-
mal!!, of their own accord.
Tlere are many imitations of Cati-
forr t Fig Syrup, so took for the
nam: "California" on the carton to
be Hre you get the genuine.
Reminder of Other Day*
Kwspapers seventy-five years oid.
including a copy of the New York
Tribute when it was edited by Hor-
ace Qreeiey, were found as a foun-
dati a for watt paper when the pa-
per was stripped from the waits of
a htu.se owned by Frank D. Kerr,
near Xewport, Ohio. A copy of the
Marietta (Oh!o) Register of 1S73
also was found. It contained news
of t "great business depression"
whldi was sweeping the country.
The Reason
"! think I'il name my last story
'Bi Strang.'"
^"it'S, then tt's sure to come back."
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He carries it with him, ready for just such times. That
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end the soreness with one good gargic made from these
tablets.
Dangerous complications can fotiow the neglcct of "a
common coid!" Every case of tonsi!itis began with "just
a sore throat!" It's a wise p!an to take aspirin after any
undue exposure to bad weather, or whenever there is any
chance that you've caught cold. If it's genuine aspirin it
can't possibiy hurt you; and how it docs banish the aches
and pains caus d by coids, neuraigia, neuritis, iumbago,
and even rheumatism.
Bayer Aspirin wiii insure your comfort through the
worst cold season. The more susccptibie you are to coids,
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Soon Bertin crowds may see mo-
vies upon the ciouds at night. Dr.
Manfred Mannheimer, German in-
ventor, is perfecting a huge projec-
tor capable of throwing an animated
cartoon tltm upon a tow-hang!ng
e!oud bank. Cartoons wou!d be
stenciled upon a special ftim made
of thin metai.—Popular Science
Monthly.
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H l" 'if 6
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Those who know how to rule can't
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Odd, how some people born in a
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4 "
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