The Schulenburg Sticker (Schulenburg, Tex.), Vol. 32, No. 39, Ed. 1 Friday, June 4, 1926 Page: 15 of 16
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THE SCHULENBURG STICKER, SCMULENBURG, TEXAS
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CHAPTER XIII
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the morning, Little Jacques was
back to the post with a letter
Steele informing St Onge of the
tearance in the Portage lake
country of the night waller. He ex-
pressed the hope of being able, with
the help of the hound, to obtain a
■hot at the creature If it remained
near the lake. Denise, he did not
mention.
With David and Michel breaking
through the foot of new snow
had fallen over night, the party
rted on the ice for the mouth of
fiver, a small tributary of the
on which ther^Kas a trappers'
which MlchlAKl not yet vis-
Arriving at tneupl of the Ojib-
they found them loading their
preparatory to making a hasty
departure, the dark* faces of two men
and a boy, marked with fear, while
from the interior of the lodge rose the
low pitiful wailing of women.
"What are you doing? Why do you
leave good otter and mink water and
the ridges which have given you many
pelts of the silver and the black fox?
There Is much flour and sugar and
tea; there are many trade goods, at
the post, which wait for you to come
with your pelts at New Tear's. Where
are you going?" he asked in Ojibway.
Opening his arms in a dramatic ges-
ture the older of the men replied:
"How can wa. st%? The Windigo
howls at night from the ridges and
fobs our trap-lines. He wailed and
wept last night when the snow cov-
ered the moon. Our women will not
pass another slee^> here; we fear he
will find and kill us."
"Where was he?"
"On the ridge there."
"No good I" Michel turned to Steele.
•De snow cover hees track." Then he
asked: "You say he robbed your
traps? Did you see the trail?"
"Oh, yes, nis trail was everywhere.
One sleep before the new snow fell,
he followed my fox and marten traps,
and ate two foxes—the snow was red
"with blood. They were large—the
tracks of the m§h-eater, very large,
and we ran when we saw them."
"Will you stay tonight in your tipi,
if we camp herq? This Is a great sha-
man from the south." Michel pointed
to Steele. "He has a dog that hunts
the Windigo—he has a magic howl,
and the Windigo fears him. He has
bewitched many Windlgoes in his own
country with his great voice. Tomor-
row we will go with you to your trap-
lines. No harm can come to you. be-
cause of this medicine man and his
Shaman dog."
^The- Ojibways gazed In awe and
wnder at the great hound, strange to
the north, with the pendulous tjars
and the farrowed forehead, then
argued rapidly among themselves,
finally calling their women from the
lent.
"The Windigo will not come tonight,
for he knows the shaman dog can
Allow his trail even through water,
and in hiB voice there is death," said
Michel gravely, to the impressed In-
dians. "If you will unload your sleds
and camp here, near us, we will bring
the Skin of the Windigo to hang from
your lodge poles before the moon
changes."
After considerable discussion with
his people the older Indian replied:
"We do not wish to leave the hunting
ground of our fathers. As you say,
there is game on the ridges and in
the creek bottoms. If you will camp
here with the white medicine man and
the shaman dog with the voice of the
thunder, we will stay."
"We win camp here and keep the
Windigo away," answered Michel,
trusting that the beast would prove
him a false prophet
In the morning—leaving David at
the camp to ease the fear of the wom-
en, Steele and Michel slipped into
their snow-shoes and taking the
hound, drove their sled with the traps
to the first lines of marten and fox
sets on the neighboring ridges. There,
along the line which the Windigo had
robbed, Michel set the six double-
spring wolf traps under the new snow
near the marten cabanes, chaining
them to spruce logs, which he buried.
Farther on, at two of the fox sets,
Michel and Steele brought from their
■led the two bear traps. These, also,
were buried in the snow where an ani-
mal approaching the baited fox trap
would step on the pan, releasing the
yawning Jaws.
It would take six days for Little
Jacques to make the round trip to the
post, and that night over the fire,
while the OJlbways cowered in their
ttpl, the three men talked of what
message he might bring. They won-
dered in what way Laflamme would
show his teeth—for strike he would
'ore the long snows faded; if he
>xild dare again to send men to the
. It seemed unlikely, for he did
it know that the head man was ab-
t, the Iroquois, from Niplssing,
'who was known the length of the
Wailing and the great Albany for the
sureness of his eye over the sights
and the possession of a stone-hard
nerve. No, Laflamme would not send
men to the post on so desperate a ven-
ture.
Five uneventful days passed. Con-
fident of the supernatural powers of
Steele and his strange dog whom they
now heard In full voice in the forest
following the trail of Michel, the In-
dians again began to travel their
lines of traps. However, It was clear
that a few more nights of the Indigo
at Portage lake would mean a gen-
eral exodus.
On the afternoon of the sixth day
By GEORGE MARSH
Author of
"Toilers of the Trail"
"The Whelps of the Wolf'
(Copyright by the Penn Publishing Co.)
(W. N. U. Service.)
of Little Jacques' absence a dog-team
limped slowly up the Still river trail.
"There he is!" cried Steele. "Now
we'll hear how things have been go-
ing down below." And he hurried to
the ice to meet the half-breed.
"Bo'-jo', Jacques! What's been
driving you so hard. Your dogs are
all In."
"Dere ees bad news down riviere."
"What's happened, quick? What is
It?" Steele's heart skipped a beat
then started to pound, as he flinched
from the answer to his question, when
David and Michel, with anxious
faces, Joined him.
"De night we leeve Walling Riviere
to hunt de Windigo, he holler on de
ridge. De peopl' are ver' scare'."
Steele glanced at his friends to find
them nodding in quiet satisfaction,
then clapping the astonished half-
breed on the back, turst out with:
"Jacques, that's not bad news;
that's good news! He's moving
around and we'll hear him yet.
Where's the letter?"
The dog-runner handed Steele a
letter wrapped In oil-skin which ran
as follows:
"Monsieur Steele:
.^'Jacques brought your note. I am
glad to learn that you have hope of
the hound. On the night you left, the
Windigo walled again on the ridge
opposite us.
"I am in fear that something has
happened to Tete-Boule. He left for
the caribou barrens a week before
you reached us and is long overdue.
Jacques tells me you did not find my
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Laflamme Stepped Inside and, as She
Retreated, Closed the Door, Follow-
ing Her Into the Living Room.
message at the rendezvous. I sent
Gaspard but he may have feared the
Windigo and lied to me. My daugh-
ter and I are well and send our
felicitations. Hilaire St. Onge."
"Well, what have you got to say,
Michel?" demanded.'
"I say w'en de dog res', Jacques go
down riviere an' breeng up grub. De
Windigo ees on dis lak' now. We
hear heem soon."
David nodded in acquiescence.
*******
The day that Little Jacques left the
post on his return to Portage lake
with the letter to Steele from St.
Onge, the factor sat in his trade-room
staring with unseeing eyes at the
wall. The hope Inspired by the re-
turn of Steele, despaired of as dead,
with his plans for the running down
of the brute, whose appearances In
the valley of the Walling and in the
lake districts of Its water-shed were
fast working the doom of the post
was at low ebb. Try as they might
he felt that the problem which faced
his three loyal friends would prove
beyond their power of solution in
time to save the post. There would
be little Christmas trade, and sum-
mer would find Wailing River de-
serted.
As he sat brooding with his pipe,
the jingle of dog bells trought him to
his feet. Could it be Jacques return-
ing for something he had forgotten?
St. Onge threw on his duffle capote
and went out, to meet a panting team
of huskies, the steam of their hot
breaths rising in clouds in the biting
air.
"Tete-Boule! We thought some-
thing had happened!""
"I see Michel at de fork of de
Stoopin'. He geeve me dis for you."
Tete-Boule produced from his sled a
roll of birch-bark, on which were
traced with a charred stick syllable
characters In Ojibway.
St. Onge translated: "Come to fork
Stooping river quick when you get
this from Tete-Boule. Michel."
'You met Michel upriver?" asKed
the surprised factor.
""Xes, he cum dere at daylight,, w'ere
I camp. Hees dog can travel no more.
He geeve dis to me so you get dere
before sun go down, and he res' hees
dog. He go back Portage lak' dis
sleep."
"Did he say what had happened?
He gave you no •letter from Steele?"
"M'sieu Steele ees ovair on de
Leetle Current wid Daveed."
"But why does he want to see me
tonight?"
"He foun' somet'ing on de Portage
lak'. He not tell me."
Of course, thought St. Onge, Michel
would not confie m the medicine man
he hated. But what could they have
found? If he were to make the fork
before dark, there was no time to
waste. Ordering his own team har-
nessed and provisions and blankets
put on the sled, St. Onge hurried to
the house.
"Denise, my dear! Tete-Boule Is
back with a message from Michel,
whom he met at the fork. I must
start at once. You may expect me
back tomorrow afternoon."
"Monsieur Steele sent you no mes-
sage?"
•"No! They are all well. I've got
to travel to make the fork before
dark, so au revoir, my dear girl!"
He kissed her and left^ From the
window she watched his dogs take
the river trail at a wild gallop. The
hooded driver turned and waved back
at the girl at the window, and short-
ly, the sled reached the bend and
was gone.
"It will be lonely here tonight, but
I have dear old Charlotte. I shall
play her to sleep in her chair."
Denise took the violin from its case
and laid her cheek caressingly on the
strings. "What would I do here with-
out you?" she whispered. "Father
and you! Once I thought he had
joined us—was one of us. But after
his admission, and this—" She took
from a drawer in a desk a letter, and
read it slowly. And in her face was
anguish. Then she replaced it in the
drawer.
The letter had been given to her in
person by the Indian who stopped on
his way from Ogoke to Albany in Oc-
tober—the Indian who had told Mi-
chel of the drowning of Steele and
David in the rapids of the Jackfish.
And the signature at the end of the
letter addressed to Denise St. Onge
was that of—Rose Laflamme.
Later, Denise and Charlotte were
finishing the luncheon dishes, when
their attention was attracted by dog-
bells in the clearing.
"Could father have turned back?"
she remarked.
The women went to a window and
looked out to see a group of men and
two teams of dogs in front of the
trade-house.
"Who can it te? I cannot see their
faces! The large man has never
been here before!" cried Denise,
swept by a wild fear—a premonition
of personal peril. "One of them is
coming here!"
Charlotte hastily left the window
and shuffling to a table, took from a
drawer a sinister-looking meat knife.
Running a hard thumb over its edge,
she calmly said: "I weel stay by de
door."
There was a loud knock on the
door of the factor's quarters. Then
the blood of French soldiers and gen-
tlemen in the veins of Denise St.
Onge flamed in her face-^-proved it-
self. With a firm *step she went to
the door and opening it, looked proud-
ly into the eyes of Louis Laflamme.
The free-trader had made his threat
good.
"Mademoiselle St. Onge, I have come
to talk with you."
"It is evident, monsieur."
Laflamme stepped inside and, as
she retreated, closed the door, follow-
ing her into the liying-room.
"You will pardon me if I throw off
my coat," he said.
"I do not desire trouble here in my
father's absence," she protested with
a confidence she did not feel, "but I
shall send Charlotte to call our men
and force you to leave this post."
Laflamme laughed, as he paced the
floor nervously. "Your men? You
might better call on your women to
aid you. Two of your brave retainers
are under guard now, in the trade-
house. We couldn't find the others, If
you have them."
It was clear to the girl, who gal-
lantly fought with her fear of La-
flamme's purpose in coming to the post
when she was alone—helpless, that
he controlled the situation, and would
be heard.
"What have you come here for, mon-
sieur?" she began.
The told face of the trader flushed
as he gazed at the girl whose memory
had taken his peace of mind. The
hardness of the mouth softened, in
the dark eyes was the look of a boy
as he answered:
"It Is a story you have heard be-
fore, mademoiselle. But I am here to
tell It at a time when you will be wise
to listen. This is a ruined fur post.
Your father will be forced to leave in
the spring. What does that mean to
you?"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Speaking Plainly
A farmer who had married a rich
woman was constantly irritated by
having tiie fact of his wife's wealth
thrown up at him by the wife herself
and by her relatives. Whenever he
bought anything, or made any improve-
ment on tiie farm, It was always, "If it
wasn't for my money you wouldn't
have been able to do that." One day
the farmer brought back from market
a fine cow that he had bought for a
mere song. While he was exhibiting
tiie animal to an admiring group of
farm-hands, his wife came on the
scene. "W ell, Nellie," he said proud-
ly, "isn't this a splendid cow?" "Yes,"
she replied coldly, "but if it wasn't
for my money it wouldn't be here.'
Exasperated, the farmer yelled out,
"No, woman, and if it hadn't been
for your money you wouldn't have
been here yourself."
HORN ABUSED BY
SOME MOTORISTS
Sound of Warning Is of
Value When Approach-
ing a Crossroad.
Never before in the history of the
automobile has there been so much
abuse of the automobile horn. Horns
are better sounding and more re-
liable than they ever were, yet this
appears to be of no advantage in re-
gard to their use.
Unquestionably motorists are be-
coming a bit vain over the noise their
horns make, because experience
shows that the horn button is always
overworked where cars are thickest
and where horning is least neces-
sary. That is because each driver is
trying to outdo the other. Some one
horns and the first thing you know
they are all doing it. Conversely, be-
cause the audience along the highway
Is so scant by comparison the horn
is silenced. No one on the road would
jump a foot when it Is sounded.
This business of burning the head-
lights in daytime during a long tour
as a means of wasting some of the
electric current so as not to overheat
the battery would be unnecessary.
The horn motor offers a means of
wasting current, and, at the same
time, of using it to good advantage.
Headlights in the daytime are useless
because their rays cannot be seen un-
til one is looking straight into the re-
flectors. A warning then Is unneces-
sary.
Horning at all the curves, cross-
roads, school houses, upon passing
other cars and before reaching the
crest of a steep hill where another
car may bQ approaching on the wrong
side of the road, furnishes an excel-
lent way of not only forestalling dam-
age to the battery but to the whole
car as well—not forgetting the oc-
cupants.
Word of Caution.
In horning generously, however, a
word of caution is appropriate. The
careful driver never keeps his horn
blowing constantly while rounding a
curve or approaching a crossroad. To
do so would be deafening himself to
the sound of another horn which may
be blown as a warning to him. In
such cases the effect is the same as
though neither driver sounded a warn-
ing; and the results are much more
serious, because when a driver has
given a warning he assumes that he
has paved his way to safety and Im-
mediately puts on more steam.
When the ears suddenly appear face
to face the drivers are caught off
their guard. Their excessive surprise
may occasion them to act less sen-
sibly than If caught In the usual pre-
dicament as a result of not horning
at all. The solution Is to horn inter-
mittently.
This matter of Intermittent horn-
ing is of particular value when ap-
proaching a blind alley or a cross-
road in the wake of another car. Many
drivers have a habit of assuming that
If the driver of the car ahead horns
at a crossing that is sufficient warn-
ing for both. But experience proves
that It.Is not The motorist coming out
of the side road hears one horn and
naturally assumes there Is but one
car coming. He proceeds to cross the
main road and precipitates a colli-
sion.
Coming From 8lde Road.
The man coming on from a side
road seldom horns because he feels
that he should give the right of way
(not according to law, but for safety's
sake) to the faster traffic of the high-
way. If two or more highway cars,
therefore, begin relying upon the horn-
ing of the machine in the lead there
Is bound to be trouble sooner or later.
In the city horning is becoming a
nuisance. A motorist who recently
put up over night at a downtown
hotel suffered Insomnia because of the
Incessant horning of cars at the cor-
ner.
A motorist may think the pedestrian
plays no Important part in his motor-
ing, but just the same the length
of time he must wait at a crossing
depends largely upon how long It
takes for the pedestrian to cross. A
blast of the horn may get the pedes-
trian "traffic dizzy" and so prolong
the agony. There Is a time to horn
and a time to remain silent; and It
only requires a little headwork to
differentiate between them.
Best Driving Code
Quite Simple One
Have you ever stopped to con-
* sider the signal code of the
average driver? It is a very
simple code and not difficult to
* acquire. It follows:
£ To indicate a right turn—stick
* out your hand.
£ To indicate a left turn—stick
* out your hand.
4. To indicate that you are about
j? to stop—stick out your hand.
* To indicate that you are about
to back—stick out your hand.
fTo emphasize your conversa- .
tion with your fellow passenger |
* —stl<jk out your hand.
a To flick the ashes off your
* cigar—stick out your hand.
<£> This is the generally accepted
code. Under the circumstances,
♦> it is remarkable that accidents
5* are not more frequent.
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Windshield Wiper With
Semi-Automatic Device
My car had only the ordinary wind-
shield wiper operated by hand. This
was rather inconvenient and tiresome,
so I rigged up a semi-automatic at-
tachment which proved entirely sat-
isfactory. I took about six inches of
spring from an old shade roller and
fastened it to the right side of the
windshield. Then I fastened the
other end to the knob of the wiper,
regulating the tension so that the
wiper would be pulled over quickly.
A pulley in the upper left-hand cor-
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WINDSHIELD WIPe
PUUXV
LOOP POR HAWO
Semi-Automatic Windshield Wiper
Which Does the Work Automati-
cally and Costs Only a Few Cents.
ner, through which Is run a stout
cord fastened to the knob, completes
the device. When it rains I loop one
end of the string around my hand,
and when the windshield needs wip-
ing a downward sweep of my hand
pulls the wiper over and when I let
go the spring pulls It back again. The
cost was only ten cents for the pul-
ley.—Dr. E. W. Henke, Newark, N. J.,
In Popular Mechanics Magazine.
Safe Conduct on Roads
Is Founded on Courtesy
"It Is almost axiomatic," writes the
manager of a traffic bureau, ""that
safe conduct on highways is founddd
on courtesy.
"A million detailed traffic rules can-
not cover up that fact. There is no
substitute for courtesy anywhere,
least of all on a crowded highway."
There used to be more of It, this
traffic man says, than there is now.
"That was in the days when auto-
mobiles were new and few. It was
natural then for drivers to treat each
other courteously, as they would do
in meeting neighbors on the street, or
touching elbows with them at thea-
ter or church.
"But with the Increase of traffic
pressure on space and nerves they
have lost that fine old spirit of mu-
tual accommodation.
"It may be harder now not merely
because there are so many more cars
on the road, but because 'all kinds
of people are driving them.'
"There may be a larger proportion
of boors and thugs behind steering
wheels than there were In the primi-
tive traffic days of ten to fifteen years
ago. Yet it is still true that courtesy
Is the great solvent.
"Gentlemanly — and ladylike — con-
duct Is contagious, and tends to mul-
tiply Itself on the road as It does any-
where else."
LAST WORD IN COMFORT IN TRAVELING
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Ralph C. Caravan, retired business man from Chicago, who has been
touring the country In this $20,000 de luxe car. This parlor car ha&ji kltchej^
tile bath, dining room and sleeping accommodations, and Is the last word
in comfort In traveling. Photograph shows the house on wheels.
RESORT AND SPORTS
COLORFUL AND S
THERE'S a long, long trail awlndln'
through the realm of sports
clothes this season, with emphasis on
the winding. The trail proves be-
wildering but fascinating to the fash-
Ion reporter in search of authoritative
Information, for sports clothes em-
brace so many types and these types
are all so greatly varied, that it Is
hard to reach conclusions. But with
all this attitude of go-as you-please, as
long as you know the way. on the part
of stylists there are certain beaten
paths that all are safe in following.
One thing that Is fully settled is the
vogue of the two-piece costume for
tied this season to at least
and colorful new coat or cape,
and New York have originated these
outer garments In the best of styles,
for whatever purpose they are needed.
Those for school or travel are simply
designed and sensibly made, and
those for dressier uses are also simply
designed but show a little more elabo-
ration In finish and decoration and a
wider choice of colors. The Item of
greatest expense in the production of
little coats is the time it takes to make
them; not the material required. Any
fairly efficient seamstress can under-
take the fashionable plain capes and
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A HANDSOME SPORTS COAT
sports wear and the popularity of the
jumper suit These are developed in
many kinds of material, with radium
silk, shantung and crepe de chine,
scheduled for warm weather favorites.
There are innumerable suits in which
two materials are used or two pat-
terns in wool or silk, as in suits with
plain skirts and checked, striped, or
otherwise figured, jumpers, or the re-
verse of this, with skirts In large
checks or bold plaids, worn with plain
Jumpers. Bordered fabrics are clever-
ly used In light and heavier woolens
and stripes are ingeniously managed,
as may be seen in the handsome
sports coat pictured here. Plaited
skirts hold first place in all kipds of
suits, followed by the circular models.
the simpler coats, of light woolen ma-
terials.
"The simpler the better" seems to be
the slogan of manufacturers and de-
signers of high-class coats and capes
for little girls. Very pretty coats made,
of rep, or twill or flannel, are straight
in line, with straight, standing col-
lars, and are fastened with a cloth-
covered button and loop at the neck
and two buttons just below the waist-
line. For trimming, narrow bandings,
in a deeper shade than the coat are
stitched in three rows above the hem
line and on the sleeves near the wrist
Light green, June rose, blue and coral-
sand, are among the livelier colors
chosen for coats and capes. Capes In
these gay colors, as well as in darker
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WORN BY YOUNG PARISIANS
Knitted sports frocks and two-piece
dresses are reinstated in the modes
and are usually decorated with bor-
ders in colors.
Speaking of color, this Is the feature
stressed in all lines of sporty w-ar.
Light pastel shades, as well as vivid
tones, are used everywhere—but color
combinations are more than usually
pleasing, because of the beauty of
popular shades. Rose, in new tones,
light and deeper greens, coral sand
and many yellows, make country
clubs blossom with color. White with
a color used for trimming, is well rep-
resented In the displays of one and
two-piece frocks.
From tots to 'teens, every member
at the younger generation Is entl-
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ones, are long and full—that Is, they
reach to the bottom of the skirt on
very little girls and a few inches above
it on larger misses. For dressy wear
the lighter colors are chosen and are
often finished with a scarf collar of
crepe de chine, matching in color. But
both coats and capes are very smart
in perfectly plain models with scarf
collars or plain standing collars closed
by long, narrow ties of the material.
In the little Paris coats pictured, the
coat of white cloth at the left Is fin-
ished with a banding embroidered in
jade green and the rose-colored cloth
coat at the right has border and band*
ing in beige.
JULIA BOTTOMLEY.
(A. XtIS, Western Navap&per Union.)
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The Schulenburg Sticker (Schulenburg, Tex.), Vol. 32, No. 39, Ed. 1 Friday, June 4, 1926, newspaper, June 4, 1926; (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth189963/m1/15/?q=%22%22~1: accessed July 17, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Schulenburg Public Library.