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TH E GOLD HILL N EW S, THURSDAY, JULY 21. 1»32 Pagt' 6 tyG eofge j\1di sh CO PX1UÖ HT ©y PZNN W.M.U SERVICI PU© co FROM THE B E G IN N IN G A t kia fu r peat. S unset H o o rn . fan th e C a n a d ia n n o rth . J im S tu a r t, tr a d e r In c h arg e , w<‘ h his h a u r t a w . O m a r , rescues A u r o r e L s B le a d . d a u g h te r of S t u a r t ’s H e a l la th e fu r huaoMSs, f r em a a o v e rtu rn e d canoe tai th e lak e . S h e proves a c h a rm in g c om panion, and S tu a r t la n a tu r a lly a ttr a c te d . J im ’ s s u p e rio r, A n d re w C h ris tie , disp leased a t S t u a r t ’s tra d e sh ew in g , a llo w s htan, a t h is re q u es t, one y e a r to “ m a k e good.** P a ra d is b rib e * a a In d ia n to am b u sh J im and O m a r . T h e a tte m p t fe lla . a n d J im ta k e s th e In d ia n to L e t lo a d . A f t e r h e a rin g th e s to r y , L s B lo a d disc h a rg ee P a ra d ia . J im a n d A u ro re ack n o w led g e th e ir m u tu a l love, th o u g h A u r o r e la r e tu r n in g to W in n ip e g , a n d J im has p lan n ed a ca noe t r i p to m a k e a personal a p p ea l to th e In d ia n a , w h o h a v e p e rs is te n tly refused to tra d e th e ir fu rs w ith h im . H e finds th a t P a ra d is has s atia te d th e ir s u p e rs ti tio n to d iscourage th e m fro m tr a d in g w ith S tu a r t. P a ra d is * m en a m b u sh J im and O m a r a g a in , h u t th e y a re n e t h a r m e d E s a u , h a lt-b re e d p a r tia a a of S tu a r t, lea v es on a m y s te rio u s jo u rn e y w h ich th e y hope w ill re s u lt in th e o v e rth ro w of “ J in g w a k .“ In d ia n • m e d < m e m an** to th e p ay of P a ra d ia . CHAPTER VII — 12— In the gray dawn the canoe nosed out of the river through the blanket of mist masking the still surface of Namegami, the OJibwa's Lake of the Sturgeon. Here, living largely on their sturgeon setlines and white-fish nets, many hunters came with their families to pass the swift weeks of summer before they returned to the far valleys and muskegs of their trap ping country. Here, the Pipestone In dians had told Jim and Omar. Jingwak made his home, and from here. In De cember and June, he led the Stunters south to the trade at I.eltlond's. Before the rising sun cleared the smoking surface of the lake. Jim and Omar went ashore und, hiding their canoe In the brush, ate and slept. From now on. the prlce*of their safety would be eternal vigilance. Their es cape to the south would mean that henceforth Paradis would he a wanted man—an outlaw. For hltn the dog- teams of the police would comb a thousand miles of forest. From Ru pert House to Fort Severn his ap pearance at a post would mean arrest. The very existence of the North-West company would hang on their repudia tion of his deeds in their behalf. I-e- Blond might have secretly sent him to hide on the Sturgeon, but If Stuart returned south, the master of Bonne Chance must forever wash hls hands of Paradis. And this, Paradis, him self, only too well knew. So In the search to learn the fate of old Esau the men from Sunset House must use the caution of the hunted creatures of the forest. But the lake was a large one. with many Islands. Other connecting lakes lay beyond. And Ihe sole means of learning whether Esau hud avoided Paradis and reached the Sturgeon was by talking to the OJibwas who might have seen or met him. In time some of these Indians would carry the news of Jim's presence to Paradis. But It could not be avoided. They were here, now. to save old Esau. If alive, then. If possible, get out of the coun try, The expedition against the sor cerer, Jingwak, had come to this— a bare fight for life. And neither Jim nor Omar thought they could win. After dark the peterboro started down the lake with muffled paddles. On the shore. In the distance, a fire twinkled, like a star, for the nights were growing cool. “Shall we make a stab and see what they know?" suggested Jim. “By day light Esau would have passed In sight of this camp.” “Ah-hah. dese peep' are alone here. Eet might be long tarn before dey see oders an’ tell dem about us” So they landed at the camp. Jim approached the small fire with the customary "bo'-Jo's” while Omar squatted In the gloom at the bow of the canoe. Hls right hand, which rested Inside the gunwale, gripped a cocked rifle. “Bo'-Jo' I" The old Indian at the fire rose at Jim’s approach. Stuart's roving eyes saw that he was alone. The fire glow fell upon a tipi of cari bou hide, the door flops of which were closed. The bright, mlnk-like eyes of the old hunter measured the tall figure of the white man from felt hat to moccasins, but hls weather cured face, seamed by the years, evidenced neither excitement nor curiosity as he said In OJIbwa: “You come far.” “Yes,” Jim answered In the same tongue, “we come far to talk with the people of the Sturgeon country.” “ What have yon to tell them? That Jingwak, the shaman, grows fat on the flour and sugar of the trader, Paradis?” Jim searched the shrewd eyes of the Indian for signs of the derision which the speech Implied, but found none. Still, the OJIbwa had used the Identi cal words employed by Stuart at the Pipestone lakes. This was interest ing. He would draw the old man out and learn about Esau. Handing the OJIbwa a plug of tobacco, he filled hls own pipe. “ I have much to tell them,” Jim an swered. “It may be that you have much to toll nw. Are you alone? Where Is your family?" The Indian gestured toward the tlpl. “She is sick.” "Your wife?" Here was a stroke of I luck. Stuart carried a small medi I cine case. It might be that the woman had some slight ailment that he could aid. He had often dressed wounds for the Indians and knew the use of simple medical remedies. “Yes, she cut her hand and her arm Is large, with much pain" “Infected.” thought Jim. “I f It hasn’t gone too far I can clean It up. That means gratitude— the friendship of these people. They inay be useful. And there’s no time to waste." “You have no son to help you on your trap lines this winter?" Jim asked. The old man gnxed grimly Into the fire as he shook hls head. “I am alone. I had a son. but he Is a son no more. He left me to follow the trader Para dis. and the long snows I have seen fall, and melt to swell the rivers, are many.” Here was luck! “Omar, come up here!” Jim called In English to the sentinel at the canoe. "Go Into the tlpl and look at the sick squaw," came the guttural de mand from the gloom beyond the fire light The wily half-breed was not to be drawn Into a possible trap. With cocked rifle, he waited for proof of the OJIhwn's story. Invisible, be com manded the tlpl and the fire, “I have medicine and have cured many Indians at the I.ake of the Sand Beaches," Jim said. “Your wife has poisoned her hand. The poison moves fast up the arm. It will reach her neck—then her heart. I f you would have her live. I must see her at once." For a space the Indian scrutinized Jim's frank countenance, lit by the fire glow. Then he entered the tlpl. from which directly Issued a muffled conversation broken by low moans. That there was no treachery here, Jim was satisfied. The Indian emerged from the tent and said: “She Is very sick. I f the medicine of Ihe white man will help her, she Is willing to see him.” Lighting a torch of rolled birch- bark, the OJIbwa led the way Into the tlpl. As Jim followed, a crouched. In visible figure held a rifle lined on the lodge. Omar was taking no chances. On a pile of skins Jim found a squaw writhing In pain, the hand, cut while cleaning fish, was red and swollen, the inflammation reaching to the glands of the forearm. And her head was hot with fever. As he had guessed. It was a bad case of Infection, hut there was a chance of checking It as it had not progressed to the shoulder. Return ing to his canoe, he took hls medicine case from a hag. and had the old man heat a kettle of water. Then he said: “This will give her pain. The wound is full of pus—of poison. It must be cleaned out and washed with medicine. Does she understand It will hurt her?" The old man smiled grimly. “Has she not been In pain for two sleeps? She says the little knife can be no worse.” So, In the flickering light of the blrch-bark, Stuart opened the Inflamed hand, cleaned out the wound, sterilized it with bichloride of mercury, and bound It up, while the drawn, gray face of the old squaw wet with the sweat of her agony, held to Its stoic Immobility. They went outside to the fire, and the stiff features of the OJIbwa soft ened as he said: “The white man's medicine is strong. She will be well again.” “I do not know," replied Jim, con sidering the situation. He might pull the old woman out of her Infection If he stayed and dressed the arm. But that meant the risk of showing them selves to camps In the vicinity. And time was precious If they were to help Esau. Omar would never agree to It. But then, there was the brave old soul In the dpi who had not so much as whimpered as he opened the wound, helpless without him. How could he leave her? Out of the murk Omar suddenly ap peared at the fire. “This Is Omar, my friend," said Jim, as the two men exchanged •‘bo'-Jo's" and the customnry handshakes. "You have not told me your name.” The old man's seamed face expand ed In a chuckle. “My name Is Jlnaw.” It was OJIbwa for rattlesnake, and Omar'a black eyes anapped as he sold, significantly thrusting a menacing face Into that of the other: “You «wststototaatataift. got your poison fnngs ready for some •Inrere, lost no time In planning to body r make use of him In their search for With unblinking eyes the Indian an Esau. As an earnest of their friend swered the strange question. “My ship, Omar brought from the canoe, fangs are waiting for the trader, Dour, sugar, tea, and tolmcco, none Paradis, and Jingwak, the shaman." of which the old man had, and gave Jim glanced at Omar's surprised the sick squaw a dipper of stlmulntlng face. Could It be that they had stum tea, which she gratefully swallowed. bled upon a possible ally, or was Then, heartened by the good fortune Jlnaw leading them on to betray the which had led them to the tlpl of object of their search? And yet he Jlnaw, the Rattlesnake, they paddled had trusted Jim with hls squaw’s arm. a tulle down the shore and hid canoe “Why did you ask me If I had come and outfit as the young tniHin broke to tell the OJibwas that Jingwak grows through the clouds above a lake d rift fat on the Hour of Paradis?” Jim de ed with shadows. manded. While the sky cleared and, here and “Because, the tun before the last there, the mirror of the lake picked sleep, Jingwak was here and said so.” up the stars, one question harassed "He was here?” Jim was thrilled. the thoughts of the two men wtio had This old man might hare news of been told by Jlnaw that their canoe Esau. “ Was he alone?” would never turn south up the racing “Yes, he was waiting for Faradls Sturgeon: Where was Esau? who had been up river." As the night deepened and the moon “Did he say why Psradls went up dipped toward the black buttreaaee of river?" the spruce ridge Hanking the western “He said that Paradis went to drive shore. Its beams touched two blurred from the country the trader who had shapes stretched In an open space be been telling the Indiana at the Lake of side a stony bench. Far out on the the Great Stones that Jingwak waa a lake the funereal night wall of a loon false shaman. I told him he could lifted from the shadows. Then, for a prove that a He by curing my squaw long space, forest and lake slumbered, who was sick." until, at last, on the heavy silence of “What did he d o r the timbered shore broka the deep- "He said he had no time to set up toned "whoo-hoo-hoo, whooo-whooo I" hls medicine lodge, hut would drive of the horned owl. But the shupes la the devils from her arm,” said the old the blnnkets lay like dead men. man with a grimace. Again the hush of the tomb returned “And he proved he was a wabeno, to the forest, while the moon rode for the devils stayed." laughed Jim. from sight behind a drift of cloud, The face of Jlnaw twisted with hate. and murk swallowed the muffled fig “That Is why the fangs of Jlnaw wait ures on the shore. For a time the for him," he said. patrols of the forest night gave no “lias Paradia return«*«!?” voice, then the hunting call of the “I have not seen him.” fenthered assassin of the shadows "Have you seen an old man In a again mnrre«l the deep pence. But the bark canoe traveling this way?" shaggy sentinel. Smoke, no longer “No," kept guurd beside hls sleeping master. “Your son went with Paradis?” The sinister sound was unheard. The “Yea, Jlngwuk said there were nine blanketed heaps did not stir. with him. In two canoes," Time passed and the moon hrnko Then, with a glance at Omar, Jim from Its curtain of cloud to light tht lake shore and touch the wrapped shapes near the hidden canoe. Then, close by. like the stealthy movement of padded feet, sounded a faint rustla. For a long space, silence; and the sound was repeated. Again, silence, while the night grew older; until, with the nolselessness of a snake, something left the packed glooni of the scrub and writhed Into the moon- light. Near the two still shapes now lay a third. Again movement In the black murk of the brush, the swift progress of a dark body, and where two had lain— now lay four. Heavy with silence the forest slum bered on. Then a moonbeam touched bright metnl In the Ufttwl hands of two kneeling men as they struck at the huddled figures between them—struck again. But their knife hands (lid nut lift for the third blow nt the sleeping men, for, like the rush of stalking He Would Draw the Old Man Out wolves, the Impact of two heavy bodies and Learn About Esau. ground their faces Into tho soil, as the skinning knives of Dinar Boisvert said: “Your son Is not killed. We and Jim Stuart drove deep Into their spared him,” backs. JInaw's face reflected hls amaze Leaving the tricked henchmen of ment “You met them— ten of them Paradis stiffening beside the blanketed —and they did not stop y o u r heaps which the men from Sunset “My medicine was too strong for House had cunningly arranged to them. We left them lying on the trail, simulate the shapes of sleeping men. but they are not hurt" For a long space JInaw's shrewd Jim anil Omar listened In the murk of eyes scrutinized the frank coun the shore willows for the sound of tenance of the white man. Then he muffled paddles or men moving In the forest In the renr of the camp. said quietly: “You have the face of “I tole you de trick would work,” one whose heart Is a stranger to fear; Omar breathed Into the car of hls you should have killed them. They will never let you leave this lake chief. "Jlnaw. ho fool me. hut I have fear Jus' de same. He tole dem we go alive." Ignoring the cheerful prophesy, little piece down de Ink’ to sleep.” “Old Jinnw! To think he would Omar broke Into the conversation, betray us."’ murmured Jim, bitter which had been carried on entirely In OJIbwa. “Do all the people here be with the thought of the treachery of the Indian whom he had befriended. lieve In this wabeno, Jingwak?" “Dey see us from de Ink' w'lle we “No, but many of the young men do." talk to de Rattlesnake at de fire. “W ill the old men listen to us If we Hees fangs weel spit no more poison talk to th e m r w'en Omar squezze hecs t'roat.” "They will listen, but Paradis will find you with hls young men and kill “And hls squaw—poor old soul!" you.” “Ah-hnh! She ees de moder of wan Omar grimace«! In JInaw's grave ov dose who come to keel us een our face. “The medicine of this white sleep, mebbe. You sorry for her?” mar. laughs at knife and bullet Ask “Yes, I ain sorry for her. She wss Paradis what he did with hls nine so game when I hurt her. I believe men.” Then Omar's swart face hard I could bare saved her, too. Now ened Into a menacing mask. “The she'll die— if you put Jlnaw out of the fangs of Jlnaw seek the trader Para way." dis and this wabeno. They, also, are “Shlsh!“ our enemies. Jlnaw Is old, hls son has The steel-hard fingers of Omar left him, and he needs friends. We closed on Jim's arm as the straining will be hls friends.” ears of the two waited for the repeti The three filled their pipes and sat tion of a sound hark In the forest down by the fire, while Omar, now Shortly It came. convinced that the old Indian was (T O B E C O N T IN U E D .) O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O Few Recognized Beauty of Gettysburg Address When the speakers were being chos en to make addresses at Gettysburg In 1863, President Lincoln was an after thought—und then a dubious chairman begged him to make hls speech as short as possible I It Is generally believed that Lin coln wrote the Gettysburg address on a piece of brown paper, on the way to Gettysburg. But this Is not true, ac cording to Ihe Golden Book Magazine. Two days before the dedication at Gettysburg, President Lincoln had the speech almost all written and In his hst (where lie usually kept valuable papers). “The silence during the delivery of the speech, and the lack of hearty demonstration at Its close,” said Ward H ill Lnmon, describing the event, "were taken by Mr. Lincoln as cer- W h il. There’s L ife — Under Mexican law, n stranded or wrecked ship cannot he hoarded for the purpose of snlvnglng articles for Individual gain as long as there Is life n b o s't—even If It Is only the ship's mascot. tain proof that It had not been well received. In that opinion we all shared. "Mr. Lincoln said to me: ‘Lnmon, that speech won’t scour! It's a flat failure nnd the people are disappoint ed.* ” It occurred to only a few who heard It that it was an Immortal ad dress. LANGUAGE CLEW TO MercollzedWax ALL PAST HISTORY Keeps Skin Y oung W hy Archeological W ork u l l uU> v U - s k n - J A t Srus r Is Important. To some It may seem foolish for man to spend w eeks mid months recording the pecularltlee of speech of an aged Indian who recalls a lan guage which will vanish completely with that peraou’s death. That lan guage Is completely outworn. The descendants of those who used It nre now speaking English or Spanish. To the uninitiated, It Is the mere record ing of useless gibberish. Yet the American Council of team ed Societies reports with pride that one research worker baa nearly completed records of tho Southern Caddoan language, that another la piecing together a record of the near ly vanished Mohican dialect of the Eastern Algonqulns and that still an other has found that a handful of Indiana In Oregon still speak the Cayuee language, which It waa thought vanished SO years ago. Such wotk la more than a pastime or a hobby. To archeologists and others Interested In America's past It Is of vital Importance, Native languages form one of tho most re liable means of tracing movements In prehistoric America. Pottery, weap ons, Jewelry, basketry, design and architecture all are clews to events In that forgotten past But innguags la a thread running through them alL Ancient America, the two con tinents, had no fewer than ISO lan guages, each fundamentally different from the others In grammar, vocabu lary and phonetics. Moat of them had dlulecta. Some even hnd sep arate forma for the use of men and women. How complex thia waa and how great an aid It can he to the delver In prehistory may he real- tied by remembering that Europe and Asia combined have only about 23 language stocks. In tracing the movements of an cient Americans, scientists can tuakt uncannily accurate guesses from evi dence they dig from ruined villages. But there are many open links. Oc casionally the student of native lan guages can close those links. Wheth er the pottery shards show It or not. If one-time Inhabitants of Idaho moved to Pennsylvania, the lan guages will show IL If the languages can be studied I f the langungq of the Mound Builders of Ohio were available for study, for Instance, tt might reveal similarities to the lan guage of the Mayana and the Asters to prove a relationship which many archeologists hnve suspected but have never been able to prove. This Interest In Indian languages Is not new. The Spanish priests gathered Indian words In Mexico as early as 1371. Roger Williams stud ied Indian Inngunges In New Eng land In the 1630's. John Eliot pre pared hls famous "Indian Grammar Begun" In 1066. Thomas Jefferson In 1701 made an effort to rescue vanish Ing Indian tongues and when he sent Lewis and Clark to the Pacific he told them to study Indian languages. But only In recent years have scientists taken up the task In earn est as a phase of archeology. a “ Com pany Fro m A m erica “ A p p rec iate d in O rien t Anybody might claim to be widely known and appreciated for whom a native of Shanghai would hnlld an addition to hla home, hopeful of a visit some time. That's Just the poet tlon In which Dr. Samuel J. Braden- burg of Clnrk university and Mra. Brandenburg find themselves. When Dr. Oeorge 11. Blakeslee reached Shanghai recently on hls mission for Uncle Sam, he hunted np Lee Sn, who formerly was • stu dent at Clark. The young man showed Doctor Blakeslee a wing he had Just added to hls already luxu rious home and said Doctor and Mrs. Brandenburg hnd promised to visit him some day, and he hnd the rooms prepared, ready for their coming, "company from America" for whom the heat Is none too good Io the O rie n t—Worcester Telegram. 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