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Williams PROVINCIAL ASSAYER Price lists sent on request Credit Foncier Bidg., VANCOUVER, B.C, SKIN HEALTH To correct face “shine” and clarify and brighten a sallow complexion keep the skin healthy Men Marooned _BY GEORGE MARSH Nervously twisting her. hands the squaw of Achille stared at the speaker from avwe-fllled cyes. The stolid fen- tures of the half-breed reflected curi- osity, doubt, but no fear. 4 "I put dat Mokoman undar de ice up de Hikwan—he mak’ trob’ for, us: but we weesh to hav’ devil put eer heem by McDonal’ Hal Ha! “Mokoman was here,” dryly counter. ed Achifle. “Was Souci wid heem?* snapped Etienne, asa dog at a bone and Garth's pulse quickened es be waited for the reply. “No, Souci ees ovair dee hill, nord, 77 "Wen you say dat Saul was ut de schooner?” Again Guthrie Achille’s return, The half-breed waited, epat. into the fire, then said: “You hear dat?” — Etienne nodded. ow he would hear the truth from a friend who, in the old days of their comradeship, had nev- er lied; but, in his extremity, launch- ed brazenly into outrageous fabrica- tion. “We sen’ old Saul to de schoon- er to talk wid de devil of McDonal’.” The self-possession of Achille fell fell frum him like ‘a leaf from a tree, *You sen’ heem dare?” he demanded excitedly, ; leaned to catch Etienne vas relieved. He had pier- eed the armor of his friend—was at last making progress. , amazed and delighted at the re- source of his head mon and wondering where his astonishing imagination was to further lead him, Garth watched the changing expression on the dark fea- tures of Achille, Try this invigorating, purifying toning up two or three times a week. Get “Ab-hah !” casually assented Etienne “We know dis McDonal’ Ha! Ha! mak’ Peroxine Powder at. any chemists. Following hot. applications rub gently on the face-—wash with warm and ther ‘cold water and apply cold creme (We recommend Cerol creme.) ~ GAS AND OIL SUPPLY STATION AT City Transfer Stables. SMITHERS, B.C. ! ~ >—>—>—_ >) +--+ 2 - + B. C. LAND SURVEYOR J. Allan . Rutherford All descriptions of surveys promptly executed. SMITHERS, B, C. + -< ++ Oo oe GETTING OUT A PAPER Ce tad % Getting out a paper is no picnic, If you print Jokes people say you are allly,’ If you don’t they say you are too serious. . If we publish original matter, they say we lack variety. — If we publish things from other pa- pers we are too lnzy to write. If we are rustling news we are at- tending to business in our own depart- ment. . -Tf we don’t print contributions we don't show proper appreciation. If we do print them the paper is fill- ed with bunk... Like as not some fellow will aly we purloined this from another paper. We did~and we thank him. me Diogenes met. us on the street, “Well, Mr. Almost N. Hdltor, whaddya know? : “Oh, nothing much,” gald. we. Whereupon Diogenes blew out his lantern and went home to bed. bad medicine an’ de pore Injun who go to hees beat nevaire love raire fam- ilee any more, but travel far away and leve dem to starve.” “Ahuah! ahnuah!” wailed the terri- fied squaw, and launched in Cree-n de- lirous outburst of enternty and appeal. Achille’s attempts to sooth her hys- terles succeeded only in increasing her Inmentrtions of the superstitions wo- man. At length she calmed to a low moaning, which was joined by the wailing of the awakened children, Under cover of the dusk of the tipi, sinewy fingers gripped Guthrie's stock- inged foot. With the skill of a sor- cerer, Etienne had planted the seeds of superstitious terror in- the tipi of his friend. The work of Saul and Moko- man was rapidly being undone by, the shrewd Savanna. Then voices outsile announced the coming of the hunters from the neighboring tipis. Crowding throngh the flapdoor of the snowbank- ed tent, three Indians from the Kupis- kau river’ enterend and sat down. The fire was freshened und briefiy Achille explained the situation whieh hod aroused ‘the fears of his wife. With the faces of stoics the men smok- ed, while the story. of Etienne wis Ye- peated, ‘but when they heard: that Mo- koman had been brought to the island with Saul because of the witcheraft of McDonald, they too, lost: their grav- ity and their calm. For that this mutilated stranger should ‘be the In- timate and crony of the spirits of dark- hess was not beyond the credulity of the impressionable Crees, And did not Achille vouch for this Savanna, bis old: comrade, from Blkwan?. ‘Tt was true, they argued, the. big man with the wuspeakable’ face offered high ‘price for fox pelts, but: if he. were in league with’ devils—ag he might, ‘be with, fhnt leer, which never. dled—of what, . would ‘be the’ trade: gouds he: bartered to those who left the Ship mad with the medicine. And now that the .women idiew, there would be" RO; peace. - BUM, Souel would : know and . tell ‘-them, They ‘would’ go: to: Souci, .the. shaman; |r who camped with his: Sons, over r the dig ue Mh 4 barrens to the north, So it was left, and two gratified men from Elkwan rolled into their blankets iu the tip! of Achille Laguerre. CHAPTER VI -The stare pierced the blue dusk fore- runner of the stinging dawn when a dog-term pulled out of the black spruce and ‘dwarf tamarack rimming the head water ponds of the Ptarmigan and followed a trap-line trail up into the tundra which billowed away to the wind-whipped backbone of. the. is- land. Qn they hurried, the team and the wide-ranging Shot, for somewhere in the valley of the Rabbit or the Can- ve, Mokoman and the renegade Souci were seducing the hunters from Elk- wan, znd Christmas was but six days away—Caristinas, with teams from the three winds drifting down the val- Jey into Elkwan for the trade and the feast at New Yenr. Vhere was little time to be lost if they were to win the buniers of Aki- miski and lead them across the strait. So the five dogs touk the uphill work at a trot, while the men: trailed the sled. ‘ In the middle of the morning . the men left the trapline and breaking trail ahead of the dogs, slowly climbed the last hill of the barrens. In places the lack of snuw-vn the brittle heath made the work of the dags heart- breaking. While the flat tobaggan sHd over the frozen tundra, the husk- ies, secking a footing, constantly broke through. Shortly their bleeding feet forced a stop while moccasins were lashed to their legs. “But at last, pant- ing dogs and men stood ‘on the roof ar the island. Through. the classes Garth nade, out across a.treeless barren. '| puzzled look in Garth's, travel ver’ slow. And he pointed to the far ridge. tise,” |xidge, the-men stood with: startledeyes — looking ‘north. Instead of the wide |: basin of the Rabbit headwaters with its scrub fringed lakes, . they looked - ‘The grave eyes of Etienne met the “Those Indians lied.” “No,” objected the nalfibreed, “We Eet is ovaire dare,” “Tt will be dark when we hit it.” “One hour more light and de win muttered Savanna as. he patted Castor, who lay at his feet, his ‘steam- ing red tongue hanging from e#& mouth hung with ice. “You ver’ tired, Cas- tor? You mek’ dat ridge?’ The powerful leader got to his sore feet and. whined as if he understood, but the listless team lay sprawled on the trafl. “Tts come,” announced Garth, as on curtain of snow drifted in - from the north-eust. “Wego! Up, mes enfants! Marche, Castor!” An hour later five dogs, sheathed in white, plodding slowly behind two shost-like shapes, reached the rim of the basin of the Rabbit headwaters. Dinly below thew, through the pall of snow and. gathering dusk, the: men traced the serub edging. the lakes with shadow. As. they stood in the rising wind as the dogs rested, night shut down, Wiping from their eyes the goal they sought. “I've got the. compass direction, north, north-west,” said Garth. Etienne shook his snow-crusted hood “Keep de wi’ on. de left cheek, So long cheek froze, we head right for de thnber.” ~ He turned to the dogs, white as the snow they lay on. “Marche Castor! mon brave!’ And suapping: his whip, he tugged at the harnesses until the reluctant prutes got to their feet. , Facing the drive of the wind the team fought its way slowly down over. the frozen tundra, With night the: frost stiffened, and the needle pointed barrage of snow crystals stung. the faces of men and dogs like a lash. of . Allons ! the white deltr of the Blkwan, and his thoughts firifted to two women who had once shared his quarters there— two women who did not shrink at sears But it was bitter cold on the open ridge and the d -goetamrnetdndentral? ridge and the tlog-team turned down, seeking the valley of the Rabbit, masked by intervening hills. Over the tundra the snowshoes packed the trail for the sliding toboggan, while the dogs ran, where the hard snow on’ the heath gave them a footing and slaved where they broke through the low bushes of the brushed barren when they threw their weight into their collars. As the day advanced the frost tight- ened.