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    Dlinois Valley News, Thursday, February 5, 1942
Page Six
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THE STORY SO FAR: Six men trav­
eled tile Chlboucamau trail and six
men died.
I.ater they were report­
ed drowned.
Murder la suspected.
Garry Finlay, brother of one of the alx;
Red Malone, Mounted Police officers,
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Before the three men could drop
to the beach below, where the canoe
lay, there was the sound of some­
thing approaching over the shore
path.
•‘Club ’em with your gun, Blaise!
Don’t make a noise!”
"Here dey are!”
With the impact of a sledge-ham­
mer Red's clubbed .45 dropped the
first man senseless. Finlay’s heavy
pistol glanced from the face of the
next and he fell with a scream. In
his surprise the third Montagnais
fired his rifle in the air as a blocky
body lunggd into him carrying him
to the ground. But the damage was
done. The bush was now full of
yelling Montagnais headed for the
sounds.
"Launch the canoe, Blaise, while
we stand them off!” cried Finlay.
As the Peterboro shot past the
point and into the moonlight a canoe
broke from the shore shadows to
bar their path.
"Everyone down!” warned Garry.
The three paddlers flattened as
spurts of flame leaped from the
birchbark. But in the half-light the
aim from the moving boat was poor.
"Don't shoot! Run 'em down!” or­
dered Finlay.
The Peterboro leaped to the drive
of the maple blades. With a crash
the bow of the wooden craft knifed
through the birchbark, amidships,
rolling her under with its momen­
tum. Before they could fire again
the three Montagnais were in the
water. With a lunge of his long
stern blade Blaise pushed the filled
shell of the birchbark clear of the
Peterboro's stern. Then the maple
paddles bowed as the three friends
drove their craft through the moon­
lit water and into the protecting
shadows of the opposite shore.
"Close shave!” panted Finlay,
"but we made it!”
CHAPTER XVIII
Late that night, when Wabistan’s
canoe found the hidden camp of the
police, the eyes of the old Indian
glittered with triumph.
"You not hurt?" he asked, squint­
ing into the faces of his friends as
they wrung his hand
"Not a scratch, chief!” Red pat­
ted the old man's shoulder.
"I’m glad we got clenr of that
canoe without using our guns,” said
Finlay "Too many men have been
shot here this summer ”
"But it was their lives or ours.
Garry. Tete-Blanche and his whis­
key-fed crew would snuff us out as
they would a candle!"
"I know, but headquarters may
not see it that way. I'm sorry it
had to be done.”
With Flame and young Pataniish.
who was devoted to Finlay and
would be useful as a scout, the Pe­
terboro started at once through the
islands, hugging the shadmvs of the
western shores, for the moon was
now low on the ridges
The following night they reached
their old camp and Patamish start­
ed with Finlay's message. Before
dawn Garry was waked by some­
thing pulling at his blanket.
"Patamish!” whispered the boy.
"I find dis undair stone.”
Finlay's hand shook as he took the
note, lit a candle lantern and read:
"Dearest:
"It has seemed so long—this wait­
ing for you
Blondell is expected
now, any day. Everyone except
Jules and Labelle are at the head
of the lake. 1 tried to learn what
was happening there, but could not.
They haven't returned
Jules is
drinking hard. Corinne heard him
tell Labelle that if you saw that
plane arrive from the North and
got away with the Information, the
jig was up I don't understand for
he knows that people in Montreal
suspect he's shipping gold south by
plane. That's no secret. I've tried
to avoid him but he cornered me
last night and said: 'You'll never
see your friend again He's walked
into a trap, nosing around this lake.
We 11 take care of him this time.
So. when Felix comes, you'd better
agree to marry him He's got plenty
stowed away in Montreal—can give
you anything you want. If you won't
be reasonable, you can take the con­
sequences
"Dearest, I'll not stay a day after
that plane arrives
1'11 take Louis
and camp somewhere in the bush
Send for me! Oh. send for me! Let
me know, quick, that nothing's hap­
pened to you! With all my love.
"Lise.”
"You went to the post to find Mik-
Isis?” asked Finlay. He could feel
the drumbeat of his heart in his
throat.
"Ah-hah! Mikisis was gone Some
t'lng strange was dere. on de wa­
ter!”
"On the water'” The news he
dreaded hit Finlay like the chill of
ice. "What was it?"
"Beeg cano’ wid wing like full!”
In his remorse Finlay crushed
Lise's note in his hand
Blondell*
plane had reached Waswanipi!
He found a scrap of paper and
wrote:
and Blaise, half-breed sulde, potlns as
meet Lise, bis stepdaughter. Finlay tails
surveyors, arrive at Nottaway to inves-
in love with her. Later they land on an
tisate. Isadora, rich fur man, Is thought
island and are attacked by Indians.
to have made a gold strike and alms to
They learn that Isadore’s men are hunt­
keep prospectors out. Later they visit
in* them and tense themselves as they
Isadore at his magnificent home and
hear the gunmen approaching.
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“Just got your note! I’ll wait at Because I love you!" she whispered,
the nearest island, tonight, tomor­ while Red paddled hard for the
row and every night following, for camp.
your canoe. Courage! I love you!
"Oh, my dear! My dear!" mur­
"Garry.”
mured Garry, shielding her body
That night, before the twilight with his own from the night air.
died, Finlay and Red lay in the thick
'T've worried so—been half mad!"
alders of the shore of the island op­
“It was too terrible, there! They’re
posite Isadore's with binoculars fo­ drinking and worried!
I had to
cused on the anchored sea plane and threaten to shoot Blondell.”
the post. Later, lights, like stars,
His arms tightened around her.
glowed in the trade-house and the "Mind? I love it, beautiful!”
living quarters. The lights died.
"You seem to!” she laughed up
Hour after hour the two men wait­ at him.
Then she called out to
ed. But Lise did not come.
Red whose thoughts were far away
“She'll come tonight, Garry. Don’t at Matagami as he drove his long
worry.”
paddle. “Not going to speak, Mr.
Malone?"
"Somehow we’ve got to learn why
that plane comes here from James
"It's Red to you, Lise! If you
Bay before we go after Isadore."
knew how glad I am to have you
"We know she carries flake gold here! We've been pretty worried! I
and nuggets from the river bars want to say they don’t come any
when she Anally heads south. Isadore gamer than you!”
“Thanks. Red!”
admitted that to McNab, at Mata-
Blaise stared open - mouthed as
garni.”
"Get shot for our pains and, be­ Garry led a girl wearing his coat
sides, spoil the whole show? No, I m over a one-piece bathing suit up to
going to learn more about that plane the fire,
"Blaise, this is Lise. We picked
from the Bay first We can’t arrest
her out of the lake, swimming to
Isadore without a gun fight.”
the island."
"Very good. Sergeant Finlay!
"You swim—in de dark?” de­
What are the orders?” laughed Red.
"You’ll get them, constable, when manded the astounded Brassard.
"By gar, you are brave girl! Tiens!
that plane shows up.”
She swim from Isadore’s in dis black I
night?”
At daylight the faint hum of a
Shortly the group of men smoking
plane’s engine brought the police
by the fire burst into laughter. Stiff I
from their hidden camp to the shore.
Far across the lake, above Isa- in front of the tent with hand at
salute stood a mounted Policeman. ,
"So you’re Mounties? I’ve won- 1
dered what you really were. Jules j
Isadore has been wondering, too. |
He’s pretty worried about it. Now
that I've fallen into the hands of the
police, what am I charged with?”
she laughed.
"You are charged with the felony j
of scaring two policemen half to I
death by swimming to this island, |
young woman."
"I had to.” For a space her face
was serious, then a smile broke
through as Finlay handed her a
steaming cup of tea.
The others left Lise and Garry by |
the fire while she told him her story.
’Since Felix Blondell came it's I
been hellish, Garry. They do noth­
ing at night but drink and quarrel. |
I’ve learned what I could from Co­
rinne.
She's absolutely petrified.
When Tete-Blanche returned, Ju>s
was mad with rage at what hap-'
pened. It seems Kinebik is dead.
Did you know that?”
Garry's arm tightened about her
waist. "Yes, I know it.”
"Well, Tete-Blanche brought back
a lot of drunken young Indians to
hunt for you
Blondell is getting
scared. He wants to return south."
"They're anxious about that plane
from the Bay. It’s overdue. They
think, now. that that’s what you came
here for—to get that plane. Corinne
asked Blondell if that was the plane
that carried the gold south and he
looked at her queerly and said:
‘Yes, it carries the gold. That’s
what these people are here for, to
highjack it, but we’ve got enough
men here to shoot them out of their
canoes if they try that.’ Garry,
you’re not going to try to take Isa­
dore—just you three, are you? He’s
got a lot of Indians over there and
he's desperate.”
He drew her red-coated shape
close and kissed the velvet eyes that
searched his bronzed face. "Don't
worry about that, Lise. You don't
think I'm going to risk losing you
when I've only just got you here—
safe?”
dore’s, they saw a sea plane spiral­
ling for altitude.
The plane started for the outlet,
twenty miles to the west, and. later
appeared following the south shore.
"Tete-Blanche Is back with the
news and they’re out for revenge,”
said Red. "They'll make it hot for
us. now.”
The plane passed overhead follow­
ing the lake shore and the con­
cealed police could she a man lean­
ing from tlie cockpit searching the
shore below with glasses Shortly it
faded into the casL
"It's the middle of August. Red
That plane from the Bay is due.”
That night they waited on the
shore of the island for Lise's ca­
noe
Hour after hour drifted past
but through the murk came no wel­
come sound of a paddle prying off
a gunwale
CHAPTER XIX
Finlay slouched on a stone, head
in hands
What had happened to
The following night six canoes
her' She had said she wouldn't stay drifted silently up to the hidden
a day after the plane arrived. She police camp. It was Wabistan and
had begged him to send for her She
his friends. Finlay decided that it
had had two days to get the note.
was time to reveal his identity to
What had happened to Lise?
the oid man. He drew him to one
He looked at the illuminated face side with Blaise.
of his watch. It was one o'clock
"Tell Wabistan who we are,
They had waited five hours. "She Blaise, and why we are here."
won't come tonight. Red." he said,
The eyes of the old chief glowed
rising.
like black tourmaline*.
"No, she won't—” Malone did not
“Wabistan navare forget
He
finish.
come to help his fr’en’.”
"Hear something?”
“We must wait until the flying ca­
"Didn't you’ It was pretty faint noe comes from the North.” said
—might have been a loon!"
Finlay
"Then we'll go to Isa­
The two men stood rigid —with dore's ”
checked breaths.
"Yes. we wait.” agreed the old
They paddled hard for a minute,
man "We wait." He turned to Blaise
then stopped to listen. Suddenly out and spoke rapidly in Montagnais
of the gloom, ahead, wavered the
"Wabistan say he go to Matagami
cry: "Oar-reel Gar-reel Help!"
for flour, shell and tobacco.
He
Eves stabbing the gloom in search come back in t'ree-four day. He
of the crippled canoe, the two men start now ”
approached the sound.
On the morning of the fourth day
"Where are you. Lise? Where’s after Wabistan's departure for Mat­
your boat?"
agami. Finlay and Red were watch­
"Here 1 am.—here”’ There was a
ing the post through binoculars from
faint splash off the bow of the canoe the shore of one of the islands
and Finlay's straining eyes caught
"He's got a regiment of Indians
the dim outlines of a head and bare over there. Red." said Garry.
shoulder.
"It looks a* if we'd bitten off a
"Hold it. Red!” he cried
"She's large chunk of trouble "
here—swimming! Steady the boat
"We sure have. Red ”
while I get her!”
"But we're going in just the same
"But your canoe’ Why did you try and grab that ship.”
to swim it?”
"We are. Red.”
"1 had to swim! They hid the ca­
That night, on returning from the
noe! 1—I couldn't stay! I thought lake with water. Blaise called to
I'd never make It!”
Finlay where he sat wtth Lise by
"Why did you do it' It was to<>—"
the fire "Come to de shore! 1 show
With a laugh she threw back her you somet'ing "
head and kissed him. "That's why !
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