Zavala County Sentinel (Crystal City, Tex.), Vol. [25], No. 36, Ed. 1 Friday, January 22, 1937 Page: 6 of 8
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Installment
’ in the Three River
night
gentler
almost,
season had
1 Iteat,
him. He hates me unforgivably. He
curses the very thought of my ex-
jt | istence. He even . . ” Benham bit
1 off further words with a click of his
teeth. His great chest arched and his
fists Clenched to hard, brown knots.
Strange fires flashed in his eyes. It
was plain that he had just caught
himself in time to keep from explod-
ing into open rage. Suddenly he
dropped to his knees and bent over
i_ , _ - - i his work again. “I’m truly sorry,
Up floes. But. now, the Miss Mackay,” he finished quietly.
“But it is impossible.”
For a long moment Ellen stood,
swayed by many emotions, of which
. moiling Athabaca
had softened its voice. When
broke the ice-ribbed barrier,
rinter it had howled, and groaned
lroared witli release of pent-up
crashing and pounding at the
1 battle over w.ith, it had low-
its voice to a crooning, lisping]
in urr, its coppery flood sliding
away to the northward,
thousands of miles distant,
waters would finally hold ren-
|/.vo us with the silent Arctic sen.
>"h n Benham, bent over the in-
es of a splice in a mooring
’ whistled as he worked. Surging
depths of his great chest was a
^ld, f haunting happiness, which al-
ays jeame to him when the far, dim
Falisfwere open and beckoning. His
see, went eagerly to his work, was
pan and brown, with brow, nose,
|ps afjd chin cleanly and strongly
arver. His eyes dedpset, steady and
parking grey, were flawless in
leir darity. His heavy flannel shirt
clung to wide, sloping shoulders and
jpeh.i at the front to disclose a
Fronz. pillar-like throat .His hands,
veavi.g cunningly at the hemp,
/ere jig, strong and nimble. The
tremedous virility of the man
Iseeme to glow from him like some
| strangi and powerful current.
Ellei Mackay, standing there on
L*hc cr*st of the sloping bank, dis-
til sensed that current. It al-
lightened her, yet it seemed
I awaken a nameless, respon-
[ill which speeded the beat of
|rt and set her pulses throb-
lid where she had approached
lirst place with a surety that
^lmost on arrogaiice, she now
swayed by a curious tim-
against the sunset. Her eyes were
level, dark and aglow with the joy
and mystery of life. And her hair
was truly her crowning glory, a
rich blue-black cloud of crisp curls.
The thought of such a girl as this
sitting by his side during the long
brisk days and mysterious nights of
the river voyage ahead, stirred John
Benham deeply. But only for a mo-
ment did such truant thoughts stay
with him. With a hardening of his
jaw and a shrug of his shoulders he
discarded them. She was the daugh-
ter of Angus Mackay, which, in John
Benham’s eyes, seemed a damning
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pan was unconscious of her
|y. The song of the river had
her light-footed approach,
d head was bent over his
yond him, about the re
the noon fire, sprawled the
[forms of his men, while still
n, Jive great, loaded freight
at 'twahging mooring
hifted to #pd fro as tho
[knew the call of spring and
r to storm the far leagues
ely land.
ackay coughed, and was
urious with her&elf to find
at it hAd been a most apologetic
'cough indeed. The man’s eyes lifted
with rlert swiftness, rested on the
slim figure of the girl for a moment
of stra led wonder, then he rose to
his fee with a little sutge of power
,'hich ippled over him like the
,ind across a sea of grass.
l‘You you are John Benham?”
bj tiie strongest effort of will
s Ellen able to keep her tone cas-
ual and business-like.. The impact
of this ma/n's eyes were almost hyp-
onder John Benham, the
*, was such a power among
herers of the North,
me the quiet, deep tones,
ham.” ,.j
fllen Mackay. I have to
.‘diately for Fort Edson. I
?d to go with De Soto’s
ut I was delayed at Ed-
De Soto has gone on
Pat McClatchney tells
u leave in the morning,
give me passage to Fort
11 see that you are well
ur trouble.”
|oment Benham did not
eyes rested steadily on
unwavering, startlingly
e did not look at her as
iad looked. His gaze was
not personal—though t-
|ourous.
he spoke. “You are Ellen
en your father is Angus
udson Bay factor at Fort
gu Mackey is my father.”
| hard light grew> into be-
am’s eyes and. he shook
t>wly. “I'm afraid that
request . impossible,
[cned, spots of color
pr smooth cheeks “I—
fstand.”
led at her curious jy.
first season in 1jie
(ime, isn’t itT"
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Benham shook his head slowly, “I’m afraid that makes your request
imposs ible, Miss.”
a rising anger was uppermost. This
was the most unusual experience in
her life. Why, the man had acted al-
most like a churl. His flat refusal
was stunning with its impact, the
more so because it had been so un-
expected. For, during the past four
years, men had vied with one anoth-
er to jump to Ellen Mackay’s bid-
ding. They had glorified in acceding
to her slightest request. Her four
years at College in Winnepeg had
been one long reign over all things
masculine. Unconsciously this adula-
tion had spoiled her. She had known
no other law but that of her own
personal whim. Men, apparently,
were just automatons made to be
commanded. Yet, this man, this big,
virile, savage had flatly denied her.
Ellen’s imperious head lifted, her
rounded little chin stiffened, and she
turned on her heel and walked
away.
Unknown to her, John Benham
watched her departure. A look of re-
gret clouded his face, and there was
grudging admiration mingled with
that regret. It would be a cold man
indeed who cuold not admire Ellen
Mackay, and John Benham was not
cold.
The city had failed utterly in de-
spoiling the physical birthright of
Ellen Mackay. She was sturdy, bou-
yant, intensely alive. There was no
sickly, boudoir langour about her
slender and, vibrant body. Her stride
was free, natural and full of grace.
She did not slouch. She stood erect,
proudly so, and the rich color in her
smooth, olive cheeks had been placed
there by a benevolent nature, not by
the chemistry of man. Her features
were lovely in their regularity and
as cleanly etched as a pine ridge
L
fact beyond any correction. An so he
went on with his work, though some
of the cheer of his mood had depart-
ed.
When Ellen Mackay re-entered
Pat McClatchney’s little store there
at Athabasca Landing, her anger and
disappointment were easily apparent
to the big, genial storekeeper.
“He—he turned me down—flat,”
she burst out. “He’s a brute.”
Kindly old Pat nodded commiser-
atingly. “Ay,” he mumbled. “Ay lass,
he is a brute—but rather a magnifi-
cent brute at that. I was afraid. Now
if ye had gone to him as old Pat sug-
gested, and used a wee bit of trick-
ery on him, no doubt he would have
been glad to take ye. ’Twas the fact
that ye are Angus Mackay’s lass that
spoiled things, I’ll wager.”
“It appeared to be,” admitted El-
len. “But I don’t see why that should
have made any difference. If he and
my father have disagreed over some-
thing it is no reason why he should
vent his spleen on me. I never saw
such a mannerless clod. And as far
as telling him I was someone else be-
sides my true self— I wouldn’t think
of it- I—I’ll admit it looks like my
last chance to get north, but I won’t
lie, even for that.”
Pat sucked on his malodorous,
black briar for a time in silence.
Let’s get our heads together, lass,"
he said at last. “I have a wee idea
that may be of value.”
At first Ellen shook her head in
flat denial as Pat unfolded his
scheme to her. But the more she
thought it over the more the wild
daring of the thing intrigued her. In
addition, when she had told Pat, on
arriving at Athabasca Landing, that
it was imperative that she go north
immediately to join her father, she
had meant every word of it. Old An-
gus Mackay was a proud and
haughty man and, knowing him as
she did, Ellen knew that only the
direst necessity could have caused
hirfi to write as he had in the letter
she had received from Him on the
day she graduated from college. Her
father needed her. Just why, she
could only guess at. But he needed
her, and the blood of the Mackays
had always been thick and clannish.
And that was why Ellen put aside
her own feelings in the matter and
finally agreed to Pat’s plan.
“I’ll do it,” she said thoughtfully.*
“I’ll do it—if you can make the ar-
rangements as you suggest.”
There was little in the way of
packing for Ellen to do. During her
years at college she had not forgot-
ten that the north country was a
country of essentials, not frills. A
suitcase and a small trunk was all
the baggage she had brought, and
if it became necessary, she was ready
to discard the trunk. So she soon had
things in shape, then stretched out
for a little rest on the blankets of
her bunk.
At first the tumult of her thoughts
made even a hint of sleep impossible.
She heard old Pat clumping about in
the store, and after a bit came the
rumble of his voice as he talked for
a time with someone. Ellen’s
thoughts soon came back to John
Benham. Her mind was made up to
the fact that she disliked him thor-
oughly, But when she endeavored to
isolate the reason for this she failed
to get very far. In spite of the un-
reasonable rancour she fleft, she had
to admit, in all fairness, that her
charge of rudeness on his part was
not correct. She had asked him
question and he had given her
straightforward answer. That it had
not been the answer she had desired
and expected did not constitute
rudeness. His words and manner had
been respectful, but none the less
adamant. And it was this latter fact,
though Ellen hardly realized it,
which had aroused her.
A masterful man. Ugh! How she
loathed masterful men. With a little
throb of consternation she remem-
bered that simply by glancnig at
her he had shattered her self-aplomb
in a most disturbing manner.
And so John Benham and her
father were at loggerheads. Very
well, if Angus Mackay hated this
f 1 ee trader, then Angus Mackay’s
daughter would hate him also. She
steeled this fact in her mind with a
clack of her little white teeth. She
felt she could trust her father’s judg-
ment in such a matter. She won-
dered again just what the issue was
between her father and John Ben-
ham. She mused over this to doze
and soon fell asleep.
It was dark When she awoke. Pat
McClatchney was shaking her gently
by the shoulder.
“Come lass,” the old fellow mur*
mured. “Pierre Buschard is here. He
would talk with you.”_
Ellen followed Pat into the store,
now dimly lit by the yellow beams
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of a lamp. Standing just at the edge
of the glow was a huge dark figure
of a man. As Ellen entered, the
stranger tugged oJf his red woolen
cap and stood twisting it between
two great paws.
(Continued next issue)
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Hardy, J. H. Zavala County Sentinel (Crystal City, Tex.), Vol. [25], No. 36, Ed. 1 Friday, January 22, 1937, newspaper, January 22, 1937; Crystal City, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth1097019/m1/6/?q=%22~1%22~1: accessed July 16, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; .