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PAGE SIX
WHITE ROCK TRAIL
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rugged face had softened a tri
fle. He was dour and she was
sweet.
CHAPTER II
Will was merry; he might be
careless. It would blow' over. The
best thing to do was to say noth
ing. Plainly Marion had stood by
Will. Byrne had looked forward
for weeks to seeking his pal and
his sweetheart. But if they were
not here, that closed it. He w’as
not going to get out of MacLeod
where they were. He could look
them up after he came back
from White Rock, with money in
his pocket. Money from Mac-
Leod.
“I’ll go tonight, for the outfit
and ssoo,’’ he said. “Half down,
rest when I come back.”
“ Tis preposterous. I could get
any of a dozen to do it for $50.”
Byrne shrugged his shoulders.
“The trip is no worth sic’ an
amount,” MacLeod went on. His
speech thickened to a Scotch
burr, sure sign that the subject
w’as important.
“I’m not considering the value
of the trip,” Byrne answered.
“I’m considering the risk to my
life. A big risk. MacLeod. The
weather’s none too good. If the
spring thaw beats me to White
Rock I may never get there, or
back.”
“You're a good woodsman.
Byrne, you ken the trails—and I
can trust ye. For that I’ll offer j
ye $100.”
“I thank you for your good
opinion,” said Byrne dryly. “You i
flatter me. But that’s my price.”
He could see the struggle go
ing on inside the man. Some
thing was stirring the very soul
of Alexander MacLeod. It went
deeper than money or trading.
The trader sighed.
“Wo.u press me hard, but you
are a trusty man,” he said. “ ’Tis
a bargain then, gin ye start
within the hour. I’ll close the
store and get what ye need my
sel.’ Marie ’ll serve ye supper,
and I’ll gi’ you a’ the money in
advance. I trust ye, Byrne. Ye
must gang through."
The MacLeod could be liberal
when it paid him to be. He left
nothing necessary out of the
equipment, choosing it careful
ly, packing it with experience.
After he reached White Rock,l
Byrne planned to go out and
take the stage at Horsehide when
the weather mended. Until then
he could use one of the aban
doned cabins, stay with Old
Nipegosis, in a pinch. Then he
would find Will and Marion.
Marie, Algoni squaw and house
keeper for The MacLeod, her face
wrinkled like the bark of an
old hemlock, her eyes sullen,
brought Byrne a savory meal,
with a pint of good Burgundy.
She was a good cook, but Byrne
felt an ancient grudge still hot
in her old veins. There was hat
red there, suppressed, of all the
white man’s race. Many wonder
ed why The MacLeod kept her.
Byrne fancied it was because he
sensed her enmity and loved to '
handle it, subdue it to his will. j
For much the same reason that j
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| the trader had kept an eagle
caged until it died of longing for
I the crags.
Marie lit the lamps and closed
the shutters. The old squaw was
eminently efficient, but when
ever she entered the room be
hind his back, Byrne had a curi-
I ous and unpleasant mental pic
i lure of a knife between his
shoulder-blades.
MacLeod showed him the mes
! sage. Byrne had expected some
! sort of a packet holding sym
bols. at least to have the en-
I velope inscribed in Algonquin
I ideographs. But the address was
■ written in MacLeod's bold Eng
' lish script.
TO NIPEGOSIS
By the hand of Richard Byrne.
The envelope was sealed with
■ wax. MacLeod wrapped it again
I in oilskin, handed it to Byrne,
laying down also a money belt
j with the price tucked into its
compartments.
“I’ve put in a new pipe and
half a pound of my own tobac
co,” he announced. “There are
beef cubes and rice, besides
pemmican and tea. Do ye wish ;
a rifle as well as the Colt?”
Byrne decided against the ri
fle. It meant 11 pounds extra
weight. If he had to get meat, he
could shoot grouse with the re
volver. It should be sufficient for
protection. The danger did not
lie that way. Though he was not
quite so sure as he made ready.
Once again the sinister sugges
tion of eerie menace came to
him. He shook it off. MacLeod
opened the rear door of his
house, glanced about him.
“Good speed to ye, Byrne,” the
trader said. “This affair deals'
wi’ my honor. It ca’s for haste.;
Ye're well paid—in advance. Let'
none o’evtak’ ye between here
and White Rock."
The woods swallowed up Dick j
Byrne. He made no fire that >
night. The morning saw him
pressing north. At this season a
man took his life in his hands
when he hit the trail.
The MacLeod was abed and |
asleep when there came a lit
tle scratching on the frosty win
dow panes of the room where
old Marie slumbered as lightly as
a she wolf.
She heard it instantly, and 1
was up. a robe about her bony
frame. She opened a door and a
shadow seemed to glide in, squat- |
ting down in the corner of the i
room, talking in tense, rapid
whispers.
It was her foster-son, Kinoceti,
known also —and mistrusted as
Peace River Jack, a half-breed,
hating all whites, not recognized
by his own. save Marie, who had
suckled him.
“I had word from Singush that
Byrne was here, talking with
MacLeod,” he said. “Singush did
not find me until a little while
“I thought you already on the
trail to White Rock,” said the,
squaw. “You said . . ■’
“There is plenty of time. No j
one can get here from the Pose i
for 24 hours, and no one, even
a red-coated trooper, pass me
on the trail,” he boasted. "The
rest will not be ready to leave
until tomorrow. I came for the
cartridges. Did you get them?”
“Did I ever fail you? But
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Byrne has left with nightfall to
go to White Rock. He bears a
message to Nipegosis. MacLeod
! gave him SSOO to carry it swiftly
; * and secretly.”
“Ha!” The breed’s eyes were
i momentarily liminous, like those
I of a wild beast.
“He set down the numbers of
the notes,” warned the squaw’.
“You remember what happened
to Namish? It is not easy for a
i breed to change a note.”
Peace River Jack grunted. He
loved money, but he loved his
liberty far more. It was said that
MacLeod notified all other trad
ers of the numbers of the bank
notes he was dispensing, sent all
old ones to the bank to be ex
changed. He remembered what
had happened to Namish.
“The SI,OOO I shall get from
the government will be all right,”
he said. “I will not touch these.
But Byrne will never reach
White Rock. As for Will Mac-
Leod ...”
“It is the girl I hate most,"
said the squaw. “With her white
skin that must be kept so dainty,
her linen that must be changed
and washed. She told me that I
was dirty, lazy, that I did not
clean the corners. There should
be no corners.”
Peace River Jack grunted
again. A squaw’s sentiments did
not interest him. He had got his i
cartridges, and he had got start- ■
ling news. His mood was a little
grim. He had to forego a pleas
ant night’s carouse.
“I go,” he said abruptly.
“Byrne is good for a white man,
but I know’ better trails at this
time of year. I shall catch him
before he crosses the barrens.”
She opened the door again for
him, and he was gone, bent in
the night like a timber wolf,
vengeful and cruel as the biting
frost.
It was just 24 hours after Dick
Byrnes had left Bison Crossing,
16 hours after Peace River Jack
—Kinoceti, now that he was on
the trail —had started after,
when another visitor arrived at
Bison Crossing. He was not to
tally unexpected by The Mac-
Leod, though visitors were rare
at this season. He came on busi
ness that the weather might not
postpone.
There was a weekly stage, a
sleigh, that had dropped off Dick
Byrne on its route to St. Jo
seph’s Mission and Spruce City.
This man came in a special run
nered conveyance arriving be
hind a pair of tired, sweating,
smoking horses that turned back
on command of the passenger i
They could rest at Twenty-Mile
five miles south of Bison Cross
ing. And they would be glad to
rest.
It had been hard going. Snow
was falling, steadily, neither
moist nor dry, but clogging, and
threatening a Chinook. All lights
were out when Sgt. O’Rourke of
the Royal Canadian Mounted
; dismissed the driver. Titularly he
was a trooper, a horseman, but
I now he was afoot. He turned up
I the collar of his regulation fur
coat and drew down his mink
skin cap after he had adjusted
the snowshoes he had brought
with him. He had been to Bison
Crossing before and he made as
straight for MacLeod’s as the
growing drifts permitted.
MacLeod himself came at once
| to the persisting pounding, flash-
I ing the ray of an electric torch
I on the intruder.
“O’Rourke, of the Mounted,”
' said the sergeant. “I want a few
words with you, MacLeod.”
Alexander MacLeod threw
pitch pine on the backlog, then
other wood. The fire flamed and
blended with the light of the
drawdown ceiling-lamp that the
trader ignited. He offered liquor,
which O'Rourke refused. The
sergeant also seemed to preferi
his own pipe to MacLeod’s cigars.
He had eaten, he said, and was;
not hungry.
“You’ll stay the night?” asked
MacLeod.
“I’m thinking that I’ll have!
to,” answered O’Rourke. “I need I
some supplies, in the morning, |
when I’ll be leaving.”
“Some special trip?” asked the!
i trader.
O’Rourke grinned at him, I
standing and turning his mus-;
cular lean body in front of the.
fire, his parka off, his scarlet
coat vivid.
“A special trip, MacLeod. On
the King's business. And the Do
minion’s. You’re a keen man,
you might guess why I’m here.
Where is your nephew, William
MacLeod?”
The trader’s brows drew to
gether, the veins knotted under
the skin of his forehead.
“I’ve seen naught of him for
months,” he said. “Why should
I know where he is?”
(To Be Continued)
SMALL WORRY
A man on trial for his life was
being examined by a group of.
alienists. Suddenly one doctor
ijumped up and shouted at him:
I “Quick, how many feet has a
centipede?”
The man came back in a dry
I voice: “Gad, is that all you have
I to worry about?”
LITTLE
SAND MOUNTAIN
The church of Little Banff
Mountain is reorganizing the B.
T. U. We feel that this will prove
a great importance to the peo
ple and the church. We complet
ed our organizing Sunday night,
June 8. On the following Sat
urday evening a social is being
presented, with Mrs. Ruby Owens
in charge of the refreshments.
After the refreshments, tests
will be given to those attending
the Bible study, which was held
at the church, beginning May
29, and continuing through
June 2.
Mr. and Mrs. Roland Deßer
ry and son, Billy, also Mr. and
Mrs. Z. Deßerry and son, Ray,
all of Rome, were the dinner
guests of Mr. and Mrs. E. C.
Geise and family Sunday.
Mr. and Mrs. Raymond De-
Berry, of Chattanooga, spent
part of Saturday afternoon m
Rome.
Caroline Geise has spent the
past few days with her sister in i
Rome, Mrs. Roland Deßerry.
Mr. and Mrs. Charlie Cooper,
of Summerville, spent Sunday
afternoon with relatives, Mr. and
Mrs. Z. M. Cooper.
Rachel Cooper, Margaret Price
and Janell Price spent Sunday
wun Ruth and Geneva Cargle.
Little Helen Yarbrough, of
near Crystal Springs, is spend
ing a few days with her grand
mother, Mrs. Caldwell, also Mr.
and Mrs. Eugene Mathis, and
son, Douglas.
Sand Mountain
Farmers are- making use of
the fine weather, fighting the
grass.
Mr. and Mrs. Cliff Penion were
visiting relatives at this place
last Sunday.
Mr. and Mrs. Alfred Hughes
were visiting at the home of his
father, Mr. Henry Hughes, Sun
day afternoon.
J. B. King, Jr., spent the week
end with his cousins, James and
Junior Yarbrough, of near Ar
murchee.
Ray and Kellie Owens were
dinner guests at the home of
Lamar Rosser last Sunday.
Mr. and Mrs. Paul Youngblood
and boys were visiting his sis
ter, Mrs. Mack Tenter, and Mr.!
Tenter, last Sunday.
Mrs. Emma Ganns of near!
Dalton, Ga., are visiting friends!
and relatives at this place.
Mr. and Mrs. Author King, ofl
near Summerville, were visiting
at the home of his brother, Mr.
J. B. King, and Mrs. King.
Mr. and Mrs. W. L. Owens
were visiting Mr. J. B. Perry, oi
near Summerville, who is suffer
ing with a severe attack of plur
isy.
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Miss Margaret Owens was
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Mr. and Mrs. Gene Mathis
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Mrs. J. E. Owens visited Miss
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D. M. Cargle and wife attend
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Sunday.
Mr. and Mrs. M. J. Owens and
daughters, Moynell and Loriene,
were visiting W. D. Warren, of
near Summerville, Sunday after
noon.
High-Chair Training
Is Seen as Solution
For High Crime Rate
Chairman Edward B Everett,
of the state board of pardons
and paroles, believes that “con
centration on the high chair
can take the emphasis off the
electric chair” in this
Addressing the Methodist
Men’s Club luncheon in Atlanta,
Everett pointed out that Georgia
has the record of leading the
country in number of executions
for capital crimes. He pointed
out that the record of capital
crime commission Is lowest in
the six states which do not per
mit the death penalty—and
highest in Georgia where execu- 1
tions are most frequent.
“Most crimes begin in youth.”
he said, “Concentration on the ■
high chair can very well take !
the emphasis off the electric
chair, here.”
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State Revenue Commissioner
Glenn Phillips and Atty.-Gen.
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light these days over their “dis
covery” of some 31 old law suits
in which the state of Georgia is
seeking to collect about $400,000
worth of back taxes from out
of-state insurance companies.
It seems that some eight years
ago, the state assessed intangible
taxes on the insurance com
panies which promptly appealed
to the state board of tax appeals.
When that body was later abol
ished, the suits were transferred
to the superior court of Fulton
County, but the state lost con
tact with them.
Unaware of the situation,
counsel for one of the companies
appeared at the capitol last
week to settle the claim. He
brought the whole matter to
light, much to his chagrin. Atty.-
Gen. Cook says the amounts due
now are approximately four
times those in the original suits
because of the accumulation of
interest.
Game, Fish Radio
Programs Out Soon
A series of radio programs has
been planned by the state game
and fish commission to supple
ment its already wide program of
information and education on
sports afield over the air. The
new transcriptions will feature
members of the commission staff
and technical advisors and will
contain information on all the
phases of conservation relavent
to game and fish. The informa- ■
lion and education division of
the commission announced to- i
day that the new programs will
be available for distribution by
June 15.
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In a surprise move. Acting
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tuted action to acquire the fabu
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a state park.
Formerly a private winter re
sort, the fantastically beautiful
“golden isle” off the coast of
Brunswick boasts a hotel capa
ble of housing 300 people, a club
house and numerous private
dwellings of prodigious size and
magnificence. For some years,
now, its original owners have
left the island in a virtual state
of abandonment and, recently, it
fell into the hands of a specu
lator.
Unable to come to terms, the
state will institute condemnation
proceedings, Gov. Thompson in
dicated and will acquire the
property at a cost of some $650,-
000. This money will be paid as
an investment of the teachers’
retirement fund, he said.
“The Jekyll Island beach is
one of the finest in Georgia,”
the chief executive asserted. “It
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