The Freedom Call (Freedom, Okla.), Vol. 15, No. 43, Ed. 1 Thursday, July 29, 1937 Page: 2 of 8
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THE FREEDOM CALL FREEDOM OKLAHOMA
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Warren Lovett thirty-three junior partner
In the powerful Wellington Parkes & Lov-
ett Incorporated Mines of Chicago which
engagcs in questionable transactions plans
to make secret coup in the Canadian Arc-
tic where a few years before a rich but in
accessible mining field has been discovered
on Resurrection river which flows Into
Dynamite Bay Patricia high spirited and
beautiful daughter of crusty old Jasper Wel-
lington who is engaged to Warren decides
to accompany him They go by plane
Pat meets "Poleon" a French-Canadian
prospector who tells her there are only
500 prospectors in the field and that be-
cause of the difficulties they are hanging on
by a thread Pat is disturbed when Warren
will not disclose what his secret mission is
She meet P Sam Honeywell a friend of Po-
'eon's Moved by the plight of Bill Fornier
a prospector who though fatally ill strug-
'Wes to hold his claim Pat decides to help
him Informed by Lupe Chlwaughimi half-
breed retainer of the company about Pat's
befriending the prospectors Warren tries to
dissuade her He tells her that Craig Tart
ton with whom she had once been in love
is now deputy mining inspector for the Res-
urrection river area A brilliant geologist
he Aad resigned in disgust from her
father's company because of its devious
methods Later she meets Craig but he is
cold inferring that she is merely feigning
Interest in the prospectors Her compas-
sion for the hapless prospectors growing
Pat decides to build a huge community
house or Den When the job nears com-
pletion Warren tells her to abandon it She
refuses after a stormy scene Craig leaves
on a three-month inspection trip to the north
Pat learns that her father has withdrawn
her allowance When Warren refuses to
advance her a loan to aid the prospec-
tors she moves her tent across the river
near the Den She learns now of Warren's
plan He hopes to starve the prospectors
out and make them sell their claims for
a song Pat tells the prospectors of Warren's
plan SU— attentive to Pat Warren wages
a subtle campaign to get the claims Just
before Christmas Craig returns suddenly
and Pat Id overjoyed at his changed atti-
tude He brings her a present of furs and 1
apologizes for his former suspicions Con-
cluding that she cannot ever marry War-
ren Pat returns her engagement ring He
reveals that Craig Tarlton is already mar-
ried Warren Lovett warns Craig to stay
away from Pat saying he knows about
his previous muriage Craig tells him he
will inform Pat about the misadventure
if the occasion arises Later Pat is
thrilled when Craig tells her he wW join
- her in the fight against Warren
CHAPTER VIII—Continued
On that presumption he called
Poleon Kessler Sam and three
other experienced prospectors into
his cabin one afternoon told them
about Kessler's lost strike and gave
them instructions:
"You fellows take two dog teams
and whip northeast to the Wolf
Lairs on the jump Pick up that
gneiss band at the point I've got
marked here follow it through its
whole length take samples every
four chains keep air-tight records
of everything and hurry back with
your data Don't let it take you
more than a month at the outside
"While you're doing that I'm go-
ing to make a thorough and ac-
curate study of the material I've
got here so that if we don't locate
the lode along this principal band
we'll know where to look next"
As soon as the party had left the
Bay: he himself settled down to a
siege of intense research with his
survey notes ore fragments micro-
scope and assay outfit
Though he hardly ate or slept
those days he did manage to
squeeze out a little time each eve-
ning to spend with Patricia It
was fine to drop down to her cabin
for a visit after long hours of tedi-
ous research and fine to have her
come up to his place for a book
and then linger for a chat Her
mere presence seemed to warm up
his cabin and take away its bache-
lor austerity
He happened to notice once in
her cabin that she was no longer
wearing her engagement ring When
he asked her about this and Pa-
tricia told him of her Christmas
eve talk with Warren he experi-
enced a queer leap of heart—and
then a sharp uneasiness Was God's
lake reaching out for him rising
out of the dead past and claiming
its own? Was this Arctic trip of hers
the accident it appeared or was
destiny overtaking him and Patri-
cia Wellington?
"I've got to tell her about Rosa-
lie" he decided "She's got to
know—about that"
One evening when he left Pa-
tricia's cabin earlier than usual and
went up the dark hollow he looked
ahead and saw a light in his own
cabin It was not a candleglow
but the yellow shaft of a flash
Slipping up to his window he
peered through at the intruder The
pane was frosted so badly that he
could not recognize the man but
merely could tee a dim figure lean
ing over the work table apparently
examining the Moll-Lair charts and
diagrams
Craig eased over to the door and
waited flattened against the logs
In a few minutes the door opened
and the intruder stepped into the
darkness
Craig reached out and seized him
by the shoulder "I say friend don't
hurry away"
The man whirled tore loose from
Craig's grasp and bolted down the
hollow Craig lunged after him At
the granite boulder he caught the
unknown intruder again and grap-
pled with him The man swung
struck him in the face struggled to
tear free Craig drew back his arm
and drove in a long-swinging blow
to his enemy's jaw
The man toppled backwards
cracked his head against the boul-
der as he fell and sprawled on the
snow -
Craig bent down struck a match
"Lupe!" he gasped "Lupe Chi-
waughimi !"
The metis leader was limp and
unconscious A trickle of blood from
his nose was dribbling down across
his iron-gray temple and staining
the snow
Thinking that the fellow might be
badly hurt Craig carried him to
the cabin laid him on the bunk and
lit a candle
As he started to examine the half-
breed Lupe's eyes flickered open
Alter a few dazed moments the
metis sat up
Craig brought him a wineglass of
brandy "Here swallow this Sorry
you busted your head against that
boulder Lupe How d'you feel—
anything bad wrong?"
"I'm a w-right" Lupe grunted He
got to his feet somewhat groggily
"Why were you sneak-thieving
here in my cabin?" Craig demand-
ed Lupe refused to answer
"Lovett sent you over here—did-
n't he?—to pilfer around in my pa-
pers and find out what I'm doing"
Lupe merely stared at him tight-
lipped The glint in the fellow's eyes puz-
zled Craig It was a sinister glint
a look of man-to-man hatred
He stepped across to the table to
see whether any-of his papers had
been stolen or destroyed To his
surprise his Wolf-Lair charts had
not been touched at all The only
thing he missed was a little clip
of notes from Patricia—hasty little
scribbles which she had sent him
at times when they were both busy
and which he had carefully treas-
ured because they were from her
He turned to the half-breed
"Hand over those notes you"
Lupe sullenly took them out of his
pocket and threw them on the cot
"What the devil did Sou want
with those?" Craig questioned
Lupe refused to say a word Talk-
ing to him was like talking to a
rock
"I ought to have Corporal North
up stick you in the police butter-
tub" Craig said "I'd do it but
it strikes me that if anybody ought
to be jailed it's Lovett You were
only doing his dirty work for him
So I'm going to let you go Clear
out—and stay clear! Get back
across the river and tell Lovett
that if he can't fight clean and keep
inside the law he'll find himself fac-
ing some of those 'consequences'
that he warned me about!"
CHAPTER IX
After a day of hard work Craig
had called past Patricia's cabin
around nine o'clock and taken her
on a long night walk—to a rocky
islet three miles out upon Dynamite
bay
In the last fortnight their days
had become so crammed their time
so limited that they had begun tak-
ing walks at night as a way of lump-
ing together their association their
outdoors and their "war talks"
Now and then Craig peered
through the ghostly half-light to-
ward Resurrection mouth trying to
glimpse the shadowy Lupe Chi-
waughimi Twice while Patricia
and he were coming across the bay
he had heard the squeak of a rac-
quet beam on the dry snow behind
them and he knew that somewhere
among those hummocks yonder the
metis leader was hidden watch-
ing Patricia and him
It was seldom during these night
walks that he and she talked of
any personal matter Little by lit-
tle the easy friendship of the New
PaM
Year's period had receded till now
it was definitely gone and in its
stead a tension had grown up be-
tween them a sharp quivering ten-
sion that threatened to snap at a
word or a glance
Not mortally sure just how Craig
felt toward her Patricia had kept
flouncing from one extreme of be-
lief to the other At times she in-
dulged in the sweetly anguishing no-
tion that Craig considered her only
a friend and ally At other times
she believed ecstatically that his
friendship had become quick with
passion
In the night silence the long-
drawn howl of a wolf came floating
down from some granite ridge far
up Resurrection Miles distant but
clear and vibrant on the frozen air
the cry was packed with all the
loneliness and savagery of those
Arctic wastes As it died away it
was taken up and echoed by a score
of other wolves
Craig broke the long silence
abruptly "Treeshia Warren -told
you that I was married at Vancou-
ver didn't he?"
Patricia straightened up with a
jerk "Y-yes" she managed And
then she suddenly realized that
Craig had brought her on this long
walk out to this islet under the cold
stars for the express purpose of
telling her about his marriage
"Warren seems to attach a lot of
importance to that fact" Craig
went on "Well it is important
but not in the way he sees it On
the surface there's little to tell Out
Patricia Straightetke4 ur With a
Jerk
there on the West Coast I married
a girl Rosalie Layton We lived
together for about a year Then
we broke up I gave her every-
thing I had totaling around a mil-
lion and a half and came north
The marriage has not been formally
dissolved I thought she'd get a
divorce but she apparently hasn't"
Patricia winced with jealousy at
his words "We lived together for
about a year" even though his
tones said unmistakably that this
Rosalie Layton meant nothing what-
soever to him now
"I've told you the facts about my
marriage now I'm going to tell you
the truth" he said For a moment
he looked thoughtfully out across
the frozen bay "When I went over
to the West Coast six years ago
Treeshia I was in a cynical and
disillusioned mood I had just taken
several stiff jolts—the break-up be-
tween you and me for one thing—
and I wasn't old enough or steady
enough to absorb them I guess I
went pretty thoroughly to pieces in
a moral sense When we don't have
any goal or objective we do go to
pieces
"For want of any better aim I
set out to pile up money for my-
self there at Vancouver I made
plenty in short order—that zinc-
separation process From having
money it was an easy step to begin
throwing it and I did that too I
hooked up with a fast-moneyed
crowd and moved faster than they
did Then I met Rosalie She was
a beautiful creature with an intoxi-
cating appeal to the senses and she
fitted perfectly into my frame of
mind It didn't matter that she was
engaged to a rather close friend of
mine—I cut in took her away from
him married her
"Well that epicurean phase
couldn't last and didn't last It was
a hothouse life and I was born to
the granite and cold wafers of On-
tario The relationship between
Rosalie and myself was merely an
infatuation with nothing fine or en-
during about it and it burned out
"The end came when I discovered
that Rosalie had renewed her
friendship with this former fiance
and was meeting him frequently
She and I had a talk Because she
demanded it and because I was
sick of my whole apostasy I turned
over to her everything I had I
realize now that I could have be-
stowed that money more worthily
but at the time I didn't care about
anything except to cut clean and get
free of it all
"When I left Vancouver I had
one dollar in my pocket and I
threw that into the river I worked
my way north to Fort Smith se-
cured this job at Dynamite Bay
and I've been here ever since "
His story left Patricia immensely
relieved for she had been imagin-
ing all sorts of things about those
two dark years She could under-
stand the revulsion which had led
Craig to throw everything over-
board and seek seclusion in the
lonely North and she understood
also why the cold harsh purity of
the Arctic had appealed to him so
powerfully
Secretly she was even a little
glad to hear the story for her own
pleasure-seeking years did not
weigh so heavily on her conscience
when she knew now that Craig had
been likewise guilty
She asked presently "Where is
Rosalie Craig?"
"Living in Europe the last I
heard"
"Warren intimated to me that
she's back in Vancouver Has she
ever written you or expressed any
desire to live with you again?"
Craig laughed ironically "D'you
think she'd have any interest in a
man who's making eighteen hun-
dred a year?"
"Was it part of your agreement
that she would get a divorce?"
- "Yes I don't know why she
didn't unless from plain inertia
Just as soon as this fight eases up
enough so that I can spare the time
and money I intend to get the di-
vorce myself There's no question
that I can ultimately get the de-
cree If I didn't know this positive-
ly I wouldn't say so" -
He seemed to believe that Rosalie
was out of the picture and would
cause no trouble but Patricia was
worried In the eyes of the law
Rosalie was still Rosalie Tarlton
Warren the lawyer was looking at
this situation - from a legal view-
point whereas Craig was seeing it
in a common-sense and human way
If there was any legal technicality
by which Craig's marriage could be
used as a weapon against him War-
ren would seize the chance
With a shock of misgiving she re-
called that Warren was flying out
to the city country in a day or two
He had told her so just that morn-
ing She wondered what business
was taking him south Was there
any connection between his trip and
this Rosalie situation? 1
It was after midnight when she
and Craig got back to camp At
the door of her cabin they stopped
awkward and uncertain with that
painful throbbing silence between
them In the last half hour nei-
ther had spoken once
"Won't you come in Craig?" she
Invited "We haven't spared time
for a cup of tea in the last week"
"I'd like to if you don't think
it's too late dear"
Patricia trembled at that word
"dear" It was the first token of af-
fection that had escaped Craig's
lips Maybe he'd been holding back
because of his marriage not know-
ing definitely how she would react
to it
"I'm not tired at all" she lied
"And I'd like—I want to give you
those three books I borrowed"
Craig stood their snowshoes by
the door and -stepped inside with
her
Except for the Aurora glow beat-
ing against the north window the
cabin was entirely dark Patricia
groped across to her dresser and
fumbled for matches to light a can-
dle She was ashamed of herself
for urging Craig to come in Why
didn't he say something do some-
thing? There was no longer any
Spiders' Poison Glands
A'1 spiders have poison glands and
use them in capturing prey but
with most spiders the mandibles
are so small and weak that they
are incapable of piercing the human
skin and if they did the sm all
amount of poison injected would
have no deleterious effect With the
large tarantulas it is different al- -
though cases of reported deaths
from bites are few and doubtful
The only spiders which are really
poisonous to human beings are in
the group which includes the slack
Widow
reason for his holding back Surely
she had made it plain to him out -
yonder on the rocky islet that she
considered his marriage dead and
meaningless
She heard him lean his rifle
against a chair and start over to-
ward her
"Treeshial"
His strange tone- made ter whirl
around No wavering uncertainty in
that tone! It waslike a summoning
call
"Yes—here" she stammered her
heart thumping wildly Craig had
interpreted her reaction right When
he stepped into her cabin all his
hesitancy had fallen - away from
him '
He came up to her In the dark
his hand touched her shoulder Pa-
tricia wanted to flee to escape but
she could not move Befole she
could stop him Craig took her-into
his arms with an overpowering in-
sistence that swept her off her feet -
"Treeshia—girl—till tonight till I
told you about Rosalie and you said
it didn't matter And I held
off because I didn't want to force
my love on you or influence you in
any way It didn't seem right—
right to you—when you're so badly
torn up already—"
"Craig! Don't!" She fought
against him tried to free herself
All her aching dreams of the past
half year were springing into actu-
ality as she felt Craig's arms
around her God's lake and all its
haunting sweetness were being res-
urrected after six years "Craig!
You — we — mustn't! Craig!"—she
turned her face away—"don't!"
He brushed back her parka-hood
kissed her hair "Treeshia sweet"
—as he sought her lips—"please
don't turn away like that Say you
do care—a little girl"
Her hand crept up to the black
ripples of his hair "Oh I do care— -
dearest "
Sleepless that night Warren Lov-
ett had read till nearly two o'clock
in a blanketed chair near the stove -
As he finally laid his book aside and
stood up stiff and eye-weary a -
knock came at his door -
"Who is it?" he asked surprised
to find anybody else awake at that
hour
"Lupe Chlwaughimi I wan' to -
see you"
"Put it off I'm going to bed"
Instead of obeying the metis
came in came over to the ptoye -
confronted him c -
"What's the trouble?1Warren-4 -
mended
Lupe gestured across Resurrecf
tion "Dose two go walking ag'ho
tonight Long walk"
"Well what's new about that?' :
Warren snapped irritably Patricia
had been the cause of his sleepless-
ness and he had been trying to stop
thinking about her "Tarlton 'has t
taken her walking every night for -
two weeks hasn't he?"
"But dis night it different '
dey get back he go int:7i her caban
wit' her and stay dere whole hour"
Warren stiffened "Yes—?"
"I go 'round behind cabane crawl
op on snow-dreeft" the metis went
on in cold clipped words "I look
down over top of window curtain
watch w'at dey do For a w'ile at
first de cabane dark Den w'en
dey light candle on dresser' Tarl-
ton got her in hees arms Bimeby
dey fix tea After long tam he
leave for hees cabsne"
The'vivid words of the half-breed
aroused Ei storm of jealousy in War-
ren Patricia in Craig Tarlton's
arms—the hateful picture of it float-
ed in front of his eyes Hitherto
he had clung to th3 hope that Patri-
cia would come to her senses and
see how utterly incompatible Tail-
ton was with the main tenor of 4
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