The
Plains of
Abraham
By
James Oliver Curwood
C by EoubWdny Poran Co, lag,
WNTJ Service.
CHAPTER VII Continued
15
That the explosion of the gun would
reach the ears of the Mohawks was la
Jeeres' uiiud as he comforted his
hocked companion. For a few mo
ments It was difficult for her to be
Here the combat was over and that
the fiend who lay like a great spider
on his back was no longer a menace
to them. To her relief and her faith
In Jeems was added an emotion of Joy
when she saw that Odd was alive.
The dog had dragged himself to his
feet and stood watching the slain man
grlmlyi
The dead man stared up at them as
they passed. In their path lay the ar
row which had gone cleanly through
him. 'Tolnette could not keep back the
hysterical sob which came In her
threat, but she looked at Jeems with
uchwonder and love In her face that
lie Keard only the throbbing tumult
In hf$ heart and brain. He had fought
for sjf-r and won 1 And he had fought
on that same ground where almost six
years before he bad failed to whip
PaulTachel
"The Indians have heard the shot
and will return," he said. "This white
nan must hsve discovered some sign
of ns and came to do murder and have
his spoils alone. Dear God, when I
think"
He was looking at Tolnette's tresses,
which had burst free from their
plaited bonds.
"We must run," he said.
They passed the barn and went
through the deserted field behind It,
Odd following them.
"There Is a stony ridge less than a
mile from here," he encouraged. "If
we can reach It, I know of twenty
places where bare rock will let us
throw them off our trail."
"We will reach it," breathed Toi
lette. lie pointed the way and let her go
ahead of him, turning his head every
dozen steps to look behind.
Along the hardwood knoll where the
Lussans had gathered their fuel, Tol
nette sped like a graceful nymph, her
long hair streaming about her In the
un until at times Jeems saw nothing
but Its beauty; and In the contempla
tion of its loveliness a shuddering
horror ran through him. In the stump
field at home Hepslbah had told him
how both the English and the French
had begun to make nse of women's
hair, and that many a gentleman and
courtly dandy wore ' shining curls
taken by the scalping knife In wilder
ness orgies of rapine and murder. In
the narrowness of Tolnette's escape,
the thought oppressed him with sick
ening force.
Soon her lack of endurance com
pelled them to slacken their pace, and
when they reached the rocky ascent
which led to the crest of the ridge,
Tolnette's breath was breaking sob
blngly from her Hps and for a while
she could go no farther. She gazed
In the direction from which they had
come, unterrlfied, and almost with
challenge in her look, ber breast wild
ly throbbing, her band reaching out
to Jeems.
Each of the few minutes that passed
seemed an hour to him.
Theh they climbed to the crest of
the ridge. Here Jeems picked his way,
choosing the places where their feet
would not touch scattered stones or
grass or soil, until half an hour of
slow and tedious progress lny between
them and the point where they had
come from the valley.
"If they come this far, they will
think we have taken the wider and
easier country," he explained. "Can
you hold out a little longer?"
"It was the running that turned me
faint," said Tolnette. "I am as strong
as you are now, Jeems. But may I
stop and brnid my hnlr? It Is cum
brous and warm, .and I wish you
would cut It off!"
"I would cut off my arm first," de
clared Jeems. "We will be safe
farther on. and If von will watt until
we have put ourselves beyond that
mass of rocks off there "
Ills words remained unfinished.
From behind them come a cry. It was
not fierce nor one that seemed to carry
menace, and bore with It a strange
and almost musical softness. Jeems
knew its meaning. The Mohawks
were on the ridge. One of them was
calling his scattered companions to
evidence of their passing which he had
discovered.
Jeems hastened Tolnette over the
rocks.
.' "They have found some sign of us,"
he explained. "It mny be one of Odd's
claw marks on a stone, or the scratch
from a nail In your shoe. Whatever
Jt Is, they only know we hove come
tliln wnv nnrt will at 111 hellev v hnva
taken to the plain."
Tolnette saw how desperately he
was trying to keep from her the real
nearness of their peril.
"I hnve seen Indians climb over
rocks and windfalls. They are like
cats and I am so slow and clumsy,"
she said. "You can move faster than
any Indian, Jeems, Hide me some
where among these rocks and ga on
alone. I am sure they will not harm
me if they should happen to discover
where I am."
Jeems did not answer. They laid
come to the rocks which ho had
spoken of a few moments before.
Here, If anywhere, was a place for
concealment, It was tilled with dark
and cavernous refuges, and where the
boulders met and crushed together
were hidden pockets where their bodies
might lie unseen. Tolnette perceived
these things with a heart that light
ened with relief and hope.
A dozen steps from where they stood
were three boulders apart from the
others. One of the three had split
Itself so that one hnlf of It was a
slab that formed a roof for the crevice
between the other two.
Jeems' eyes revested a deeper ex
citement as he pointed It out to
Tolnette.
"We will hide and In there!" he
cried. "Make haste, Tolnette! It Is
smooth rock and will leave no sign
behind us. Go In and keep Odd with
you 1"
He began to throw loose stones
about the huge boulder heap. Some
he flung over the top of It so that
they fell on the opposite side, and at
last he sent a few Into the edge of the
valley, each farther than the other.
He finished by shooting an arrow
which descended in an open space at
the foot of the ridge.
Tolnette watched him in amazement
and alarm until he commnnded her In
a sterner voice to crawl quickly under
the stones. She waited no longer but
pulled herself a few Inches at a time
beneath the boulders. Jeems, thrust
ing Odd ahead of him, had greater
difficulty In performing this same feat,
and for a little while they squirmed
and twisted until they found a dark
recess in which they could crowd
themselves and even sit upright
Jeems explained to Tolnette the mean
ing of his strange behavior outside.
"First they will find the loose stones
and the marks I made and search for
us in every hole and cranny of the
pile," he said. "When they discover
the arrow I hope they will believe we
have fled Into the forest."
They waited in a silence wherein
the beating of their hearts was like
the sound of tiny drums In the glra
of their hiding place. A shudder ran
through Tolnette, but she whl.pered:
"I am not afraid."
She felt Jeems fumbling for his
hatchet and heard him place It quietly
on the naked rock at his side.
Then the rock Itself seemed to give
forth a faint sound as if some one bad
tapped It gently with a stick.
This sound grew Into others that
were soft and swift, and Jeems knew
that moccaslned feet were all about
them. Low voices added themselves
to the patteung tread. Tolnette fixed
her eyes on the crack through which
came the shaft of light, and occasion
ally It was darkened as a body passed
it The tread of feet came and went,
and they heard the clatter of rocks.
Dut for a time alt voices died away,
and it was this silence which became
almost unbearable for Tolnette. This
clutch of a danger which they could
tot see or cope with seized upon her
until each moment she expected to
bear a ghostly creature stealing Into
their hiding place or to see a pair of
flaming eyes on a level with her own.
It was a feeling of horror Instead of
fear, and with it came a strong desire
to cry out and ease her suspense in a
cream. -
Jeems, too, had almost found him
self In the grip of something which he
could not control. Not more than a
quarter of an hour passed In this sus
pense, but It seemed to be a lifetime.
Then there were voices again which
increased In number and excitement
until, above them all, a yell rose from
the valley as'one of the searchers dis
covered the arrow.
When Tolnette raised her head, she
heard no evidence of life other than
their own on the ridge. "Thank God,
they think we have gone Into the val
ley 1" said Jeems.
Tolnette touched Mm with a cau
tioning hand, and In the same mo
ment he was aware of the sound her
ears had caught 1 Some one was near
the rock ! More than one there were
two I Their voices were distinct
though low, and they .stood so close
that their forms shut out the 'light
from the crevice. To tils astonishment
Jeems heard a language which Hepsl
buh Adonis had taught him, and It wai
not JMiawk. These were Senecas.
The discovery thrilled him. He hated
the Mohawk hatchet wleldurs who
were the scourge of the. southern
frontier, hut the Senecas, also brethren
of the Six Great Nations, he doubly
feared, for while the Mohawk killers
were the wolves of the wilderness, the
Senecas were Its foxes and panthers
combined. One was a creature of dark
ness und surprise, the other a light
ning flush that cume and went with
deadly swiftness. He might trick
Mohawk, hut a Seneca Was the clev
erest of his kind.
He felt his blood turn cold as he
listened to the two. One was arguing
that the arrow was a ruse and that
the fugitives were somewhere not far
away; the other, whose mind was still
on the huge pile of stones, discredited
the thought that It had been thorough
ly searched and set off to find some
proof of his suspicions. The first of
the two speukers remained, and neither
Tolnette nor Jeems could hear hlui
move. It seemed an Infinity of tlmo
before movement came again ontslde
the rock. Metal scraped It as the
Seneca made a resting place of It for
his gun ; footsteps went away, re
turned, and halted close to the narrow
aperture through which they had
squeezed their bodies under the stones..
The suvngo wns looking at the en
trance to their hiding placet Jeems
pictured the warrior, his doubt nnd
hesitation, nnd wns as mire In his
lslonlng as though no harrier lay be
tween them. Ho heard a grunt. The
Seneca was on his stomach, peering
In, and the grunt was an expression
of the foolishness which had made
htm grovel like this. In a moment, he
wruld rise and go away. But tho mo
ment passed. One two three a
dozen. Tolnette was like ono dead
tinbrenthing. Odd, sensing a mighty
danger, knowing that It was coming,
crouched like a sphinx.
At last the silence was broken so
softly that the disturbance might have
been that of a tress of Tolnette's hair
falling from her shoulder across
Jeems arm. The Indian hod thrust In
his head. He was listening smelling
then advancing slyly and cautiously
like a ferret on tho trull of prey.
There could no longer he a doubt. Ho
knew there wns something under the
toeks and, with true Seneca courage,
foreseeing glory for himself even If
death paid for It, he was coming alone.
Every Instinct reached Its highest
tension In Jeems as a danger ap
proached which he would be able to
touch with his hands In another mo
ment or two. He removed himself
gently from Toluette's embrace end
prepared his arms and body for action.
Their eyes had grown more accus
tomed to the gloom, and Toluette
could see him as ho crouched forward
and gathered himself for the struggle
which would mean life or death for
them. Suddenly she understood that
It would not be a struggle. When the
Seneca's bead appeared Jeems' hatchet
would smash It In. She could see the
hatchet It was poised to strike.
There would be no cry no moan
only that terrible, hidden sound. She
listened to the doomed man slowly
coming.
The feathers of hla tuft appeared
first, then the long black scalp lock,
the hair-plucked head, a pair of shoul
ders. Jeems put all his strength be
hind the upraised hatchet He knew
there must be but one blow well
placed In the middle of the skull. That
would end It. He almost closed his
eyes and the hatchet descended a little,
an overwhelming sense of the horror
of the thing holding back his stroke.
It was not simply killing: it was mur
der. The Seneca turned his head and
looked up. Ills eyes were trained for
nse at night and he saw more clearly
than Jeems. He saw the white fuce,
the hatchet, the death behind It, and
he waited, transformed to stone. No
voice came to his lips and no move
ment to his cramped body In this mo
ment of shock and stupefaction when
he must have realized that all the
power of his forest gods could not
help him. The pupils of hla eyes
glowed darkly. He did not breathe.
Conscious of his Impending end, he
was amazed but not terrified. Ifls
fine countenance did not shrink from
the steel about to sink Into his brain.
Into Jeems' face as he paused for a
moment to study the ground about
them.
For a second more the blade did
not fall, and In that second Jeems'
eyes and those of the savage met
steadily. Then, the hatchet clattered
to the rock floor, arid with a protest
of revulsion at what be had almost
done, Jeems clutched at the Seneca's
throat The Indian was at a disad
vantage, and though his powerful body
strained and fought to loosen the chok
ing grip, his position was so hopeless
that in a short time he was limp and
unconscious.
The Seneca's adventure, and the
combat If It could be distinguished
by that name had not terminated a
moment too soon for those concealed
under the rocks. The trail hunters
were now aware that the placing of
the arrow had been a ruse to delay
them and began swarming back to the
ridge. Half a dozen warriors gathered
In a fierce and animated debate close
about the rocks.
If Tolnette's nerves were on the
point of breaking, then Odd's were in
no better .condition when tho Senecas
returned to th ridge. His heart was
breaking In its subjection to Inactivity
and stillness. Now he looked again on
victory. Ills master was triumphant
as the Indians returned and crowded
about the rocks. Defiance rose In hU
soul In an overwhelming flood. He
hated the smell outside. He hated the
creatures who made It. Without
warning, bis passion broke loose In
the howling rage of a beast gone mad.
Tolnette's arms and Jeems hand:
were futile In their efforts to stop It
The Seneca on the stone floor moved
a little.
Outside there fell an awful stillness.
Then Odd realized what ho hud done
and grew quiet They could feel
rather than hear a velvet footed, voice
less cordon gathering about them in
a ring of death.
(TO II K CONTINUED.)
Expurgation
, Cromwell's "Handbook for Tender
and Writers" says that to "Bowdler
ize" means to expurgate a book.
Thomas Dowdier In 1818 published an
edition of Shakespeare's work In
which nothing Is added to the original
text; but those words and expressions
are omitted which cannot with pro
priety be read aloud In the fumlly."
This was In ten volumes. P-owdler
subsequently trented Gibbon's "De
cline and Kail of the Itomun empire"
In the same wuy.
Alphabet Long ia Ui?
That Semitic merchuiiis who lived
before 2000 B. C. In Asia minor knew
the use of the alphabet, Is the con
clusion of a scholar who builds up his
evidence without having any of the
writings of these Semites, since their
records were on perishable parchment
Current
' Wit A?
EXPLAINED
The uplift worker looked in on the
prisoner In the deuth cell,
"My good uiaa," she asked, "what
brought you here?"
"Trying to clear myself of the charge
of bigamy, lady," the condemned man
explained.
"But they can't execute a man foi
that"
"Well, yon see, I shot one of tnj
Ives."
POCKET EDITION
"He must be a religious man be
studies the prophets a great deal."
"Yes; but It's the profits usually
mentioned along with the losses, my
friend."
Learning sad Sociability
"Co." stands for Comtrr."
And there Is Information.
That "company" the mint will be
Of the "Co-education."
Ia (he Heights
"Don't you admire the Shakes
pearean drama?"
"There are two forms of entertain
oient" replied Miss Cayenne, "that I
can't properly appreciate. . Ona la
Shakespeare and the other Is a trapeze
performance. They are both too far
over my head." Washington Star.
Encouraging aa Author
"How was your novel received!"
"Very favorably," answered Miss
Cayenne.
"Critics said It was Immoral."
"Which was very kind of them. That
Itnn it rammAnt in wloit irftvn mv
j 1! id pie, soul-confession most of Its
popularity." Washington Star,
Out With It
Small Girl (entertaining brother!
fiancee) Is "Disaster" your Christian
name or your surname?
Fiancee What on earth do yon
mean?
Small Girl 'Cos I beard daddy tell
ing mummie that that was what Keg
gle was courting I The Humorist
SAME OLD STORY
Mime) buns Daughter, I.. is the duke
told you the old, old story, as yetl
Daughter Yes. He says be owes
about 200,000 bucks.
A Sad Old Story
Mistakes are often tnsde, we know.
The record long must Irave ue sad,
For hletorjr will too often show
Eiperlmenta tone to the bad.
Following Orders
"So you have been bedridden for
three years?"
"Yes, the doctor came three years
ago and wild I was not to get up until
he came again, and he has never been
here since." Kurlkaturcti, Oslo.
Firit Thing First
"Do you always look under the bed
before you any your prayers?" asked
the flapper niece.
"No, darling," said the old maid,
"first I say my prayers.1"
Clear to Him
Papa, it siiya In this hook: 'The
woman sobbed, tore her hair, bout her
breast and fainted' What does thai
mean?"
"That she wanted a new fur coat,
my son."
Not So Cood
"I wish the boys wouldn't call m
Big Bill." . ,
"Why?'
"TJictie college names stick. And
I'm studying to be 0 doctor."
The Boyhood
of Famous 'By
Americans fiUgerald
Owen D. Young
Tho Ufo of a county boy In rural
Now York fifty years ago wns 111111U1
tip of much work
and little play. It
meant getting up
before daybreak on
tho cold winter
mornings, helping
with the stock,
cleaning studies. It
mcntit cutting ami
hauling wood, plow
ing, seeding and
harvesting In sea
son. F.nrly to bed
and early to rise
was the program.
Mont of the day
.JIV.
during the summer was spent In tuxks
Unit made for a strong body. The de
velopment of the uilnd wus left large
ly for the winter. Then a hoy took his
hooks and sometimes trudged miles
through the snow to the Utile rural
school house, lie had t quit a warm
lied, dress by eunillcllntit In a chilly
room and do his share of the chores
before he set out on his tramp to
school In quest of an education.'
That was the sort of a life Owen D.
Young, chairman of tho board of the
General Electric cuiiipuny, financial
genius and diplomat, led aa a hoy. lie
was born In Van lloruesvllle, N. Y., In
1874. Ills ancestors had settled there
before the Itevolutlon. Ills father
owned a farm five miles from the
town. The boy had to perform all the
tanks tbut fell to the lot of other
youngsters In the same environment.
The Young farm was 13 miles front
the railroad. Itinerant peddlers were
Its chief contact with the outside
world. Their coming was eagerly
awaited. Trips to town were taken
only when necessary. Such excursions
meant much lost time In the days of
tho horse-drawn wagon and poor
roads. Electric power, which has
lightened the work In rural sections,
the radio, which tins put the farmer
In touch with the world and lis af
fairs, were not thought of as farm
equipment when Owen D. Young wns
a hoy. They were mnde largely pos
sible for the farmer through his
genius for organization.
Education, beyond the rural school,
was seldom considered worth while
for farm boys of the time unless they
planned on a professional life In town
or city. If they could rend and write
and do simple problems In arithmetic,
they soon qualified for the Jnh of run
ning a farm. Such a rudimentary train
lug with books was bolstered by hard
and practical schooling In matters of
agriculture.
Owen I). Young was not the average
farm boy. lie walked five miles a day
to the rural soIicmiI and buck during
' the term, helping his futherthe while
with the chores. He was an only son.
It was a red letter day In the boy's
life when he wns taken to Coopers
town, the county sent of Herkimer.
Dressed In blue Jeuns he went to the
I courthouse and heard the lawyers sr
I gue a rase. They wore boiled shirts,
I stiff collars, black ties and broadcloth,
Impressive arh to the little boy from
the farm. Their arguments fusclnuted
htuv He decided that when he grew
up he would be a lawyer.
But there were many obstacles In
bis puth. He had to obtain a better
education than the rural hool of
fered. If he wns to qualify fur his
chosen profession. Any effort to gain
advanced schooling meant that he
would have to leave home. Ills father
needed him on the farm.
When an uncle came to help his
father the way to an educutlon
opened for the lud. He went to the
Kuet Springfield academy, encouraged
by. his parents In his ambitions.
Ills father drove Owen to school
each week and brought him hark hon e
011 Friday. His mother prepared the
food on which ho lived while awny
from home. Each week the hoy car
ried awny with him, pinked In a big
box, the good things his mother cooked
for him to eat ' .
lie was ready for college when he
was fifteen years old. He wanted to
gir to Cornell, thinking he could win
one of the state schoHinililps there,
BUt he was too young to bo eligible to
try the competitive examinations. So
lie returned home to help his father
agnln. He became Interested In church
work and conducted tie Sunday school
In tho little church In Van Hornesvllle,
Alpheus Baker Harvey, then presi
dent of St. Lawrence university, came
to the town to preach. Ho heard Owen
Young speak in church. The lad Inter
ested so much that, the educator
persuaded the elder Young that the
boy was deserving of a college educa
tion even at a great sacrifice to his
parents.
So the father borrowed $1,000 nnd
on that money, and his own earnings,
Owen D. Young went through college.
Ilo got his bachelor of arts degree
from St. Lawrence In 1801.
He still held to his ambition to be a
lawyer. He entered Boston university,
knowing that he would have to work
his way through the law school. Ho
served ns a librarian and tutor to
earn all Ihq money needed to meet his
modest expenses. He completed the
three-year course In two yenrs.
After being admitted to the Massa
chusetts bur he went to work for the
General Electric company. Ills pro
motion wus rapid. The farm hoy of
00 yenrs ago Is now the orgunl.lng
genius of the electrical Industry and
one of the flnnnclnl wizards of his
time.
(.bjrThe North Amerlcen Ncwupeper Alllince.)
Aged War Veterans
Daniel C. Hukciimn was the last
pensioner of the Itevolullonary war.
He died 8(1 years after the close of
the war nt tho age of ono hundred
nnd nlno years, eight months and
idght days on April 0, INTO. I Brum
Cronk woj tho last surviving pen
sioner of tho War of 1812. He
died on Mny 1.1, llXW, at the ago of
one hundred nnd five years and six
teen days. Owen Thomas F.dgnr,
last surviving pensioner of the Mex
lean war, died In Washington, Sep
tember !. 1I'-U
Narrow Thoroughfare
The narrowest street In the
United Stales Is said to be Treas
ury street In St. AuuunIIiip, Fin. It
Is 6 feet 1 Inch wide. This street
was shown ns a street on the map
of St. AugiiNtlno In 17117, and
called Treasury Street bemuse the
old treasury was on the corner of
this cross street and 81. George
street. Carriages used to drive
through it, nnd a stone was placed
at the entrance on Boy street to
prevent this. The old treasury
building Is still standing.
Not Much Difference
Tho words fort and fortress era
often used Interchangeably. In tht
United Sliiles nil pcrimineully gar
risoned places, whether fortified or
not. are termed forts. In fortifica
tion fort Is usually npidled to a
work entirely Inclosed by defens
ible parallels, Fortress generally
designates a fortified city or town,
or any piece of ground so strongly
fortified as to lie capable of resist
ing an attack. It Is a permanent
fortification.
Famous American's Nickname
"Old Man Eloqurnt" wns one of
the nicknames of John Qulncy
Adams during (he latter years of
his life while he wns a member of
the houso of reprexeiitntlves, Milton
applied the phrase to Isocrates, the
famous Greek orator, who Is said
to have died of mental shock and
grief when he learned that Philip
of Macedon had defeated the Greek
allies at Chnerotien. Pathfinder
"Mngasln".
Hero's Reeling Place
fleorire ltogers Clark Is burled In
Cave Hill cemetery In I-outsvllle,
Ky. Oenersl Clark founded the city
of Louisville In 1770 after return
ing from his military expedition to
the Northwest, He spent most of
his declining year In Louisville,
Ky and Clarksvllle, I ml., serosa
the Ohio r'ver from Louisville. This
town was also founded by General
Clark.
Had Enough of the Sea
On account of a shipwreck la
hla teens when he was emigrating
from England to South Africa, Mr.
Clark of Bonhof, Orange Free)
State, mnde his way Inland, and
vowed that he would never cast
eyes on the sea again. He actual
at Boshof, where he built up an ex
lenitive general dealers business,
and left a large fortune at hi
death.
Loving Wife
Avne In millinery shop, wife sd
dresnes husband: "You see, my
dear, this Is the hat I adore most
passionately, but since you prefer
thnt other one, I shall take them
both. Just to please yon!"
Firit Uied by Holme.?
The expression "mutual admira
tion socle'y" was probably coined
by Oliver Wendell Holmes. The
phnso appears In "The Autocrat of
the Breakfast Table."
One Point efeView
He Is happiest, be he king or
peasant, who finds pence In hla
home.
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