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Toronto 734 Yonge St. ’z‘L-sident Thus it was agreed that we should go across to Eel island at dawn to let November have a look round. We went ashore, and Joe at once took a cast, looking for trucks, though he knew he was little likely to find any. for the ground was as hard as iron and had been impervious for days. We next climbed to Stanford's cabin. “Come right in,” said he. “Wait!” said Joe. ”You told us the robber lived in here while he was on the island. If things is the way he left them I‘d like to look round." Joe went in and examined every- thing with his usual swift care. He lit match after match and peered about the stove. for the interior of the cabin was pretty dark even in the day- time. “Have your way." said Stafford. “I haven‘t disturbed them. I put off di- rectly I saw your smoke, and I hadn’t been long ashore.” After this he bent over the table and. drawing his knife, scratched at a stain on the near side. and then at a similar stain upon the other. “I'm through.” he said at length. Stafford. who had been watching Joe's proceedings with an air of in- credulity that bordered on derision, turned sharply to question him: “Found out anything?” “Not much.” answered Joe. “Well. all I can see is that the vil- lain has eaten a good share of my grub.” “I dare say,” said Joe. “There was two of them. you know.” "No. I don‘t! And what else can you tell me about them?” “I think they was man and wife. She‘s a smallish woman; I’d guess she's maybe weakly, too. And he’s fond of reading; anyway. he can read.” Stafford stared at November halt sus- piciously. “What?” he shouted. “Are you kid- ding me? Or how did you get all that?” V‘l‘hat’s easy,” replied November. “There are two or three traces of a lit- tle flat foot in front of the stove and a woman couldn't run this job on her own, so it‘s likely there was a man too." Stafford grunted. “You said she was weakly 1” “I thought maybe she was. for if she hadn’t spilt the water out of the kettle most times she took it off the stove there wouldn’t be any track, and here is one near on top of the other, so it happened more’n once on the same spot. She found her kettle heavy, Mr. Stafford.” Joe said seriously. “I’m free to own that seems sense,” acknowledged StatIord. “But the read- ingâ€"that’s different.” “Table’s been pulled up alongside the bunkâ€"see that scrape of the leg?â€" and he's had the lamp close up' along- side near the edge where the stain is. There‘s plenty old oil stains in the mid. die of the table. but these close to the edges ain’t been long on. You can see 2 that for yourself.” ‘ “By jingoi” said the fox farmer. “Anything else '2” “The chap what robbed you was 9.1 trapper all right and had killed a red{ fox recent. so recent he carried it across and skinned it‘here.” “Where?” ' “By your stove.” Joe bent down and picked up some short red hairs. "Clum- sy skinning," said .he. “Let’s go out and take a look round‘ the island.” Stafford led the way. At a short dis- tance some of the skinned carcasses lay. Joe turned them over. Suddenly be bent down with that quick intent- ness that I had learned to connect mg his eyes staring at Edith island. “Look! That's smoke or I’m dream- ing,” he cried. ‘ â€"-- a. ‘-_, _‘_‘_ Vhâ€"l 'â€"â€"' with his more important discoveries. From one he passed to another till he had handled every carcass. Stafford pointed out another island lying‘some five miles north, where, he told us. he kept his less valuable stock. _, “__‘_ ”5’ -v vâ€"â€"‘ A. very faint line of bluish haze rose from the distant rock. “Smoke it is,” said he. “But the island is uninhabited. Come on, come on!” cried Stadord excitedly. “It may be those mmans clearing out - Edith island too. We’n get after them." “All right, Mr. Stafford,” agreed Joe. “But I guess it’s liable to' be your Alent Sam marooned over there. “Win 9” . .- . . . . . .: to Hullo! What’s “That's a signal fire. Whoever’s made that fire is putting on moss. And I’ve noticed things here that make me think it ain't likely they killed Sam.” The wind serx'pd us fairly well. and as We ran under the lee of the land we were aware of a figure standing on the beach waiting for us. “It’s Aleut Sam, sure enough.” said Stafford. “Look! That’s smoke or I’m dream- ing,” he cried. The Aleut Droved to be a squat fel- loW of a most Mongolian cast of coun- tenance. We rowed ashore in the can- ms boat. and on the beach Stafford held a rapid conversation with his man in Indian. Neither Joe nor I could follow What was said, but pres- ently Stafford enlightened us. ‘ “Sam says that one night. four days after I left Eel island. he had just eaten his supper when he heard a knocking on the door. Thinking it must be me who had returned. he opened it. Seeing no one. he stepped out into the dark, when a pair of arms were thrown round him, and a cloth that smelt iike the stuff that made him go asleep in the hospital (Sam’s had most of his toes off on account of frost bite down to Valdez) was clapped about his head. He struggled. but he says he does not remember any more until he woke up on the beach 'here. It was still dark, and the men and boat were gone. “Toward evening he discovered a barrel of dried fish which had been tumbled ashore from the boat which marooned himâ€"to keep him from star?- ing, I sunpose. He went up into the scrub and made a fire. Since then he’s been here and seen no one. That’s all.” “Then he didn't ever really see the faces of the chaps that kidnaped him '2” Stafford transiated the question to Sam and repeated the answer. “One had a beard and was a big man; he wore a peaked cap. Anything else to ask him '2" “Yes. How long has he been here on this island?” “Eight days.” “What’s he been doing an the time?” “J ust wandering around.” “Where has he been camped?” Stafford raised his thumb. over his shoulder. “In the scrub above here.” Joe nodded. “Well. let’s go to his camping place and boil the kettle. He’ll sure have a bit of fire there.” Joe stirred the smouldering lags into life. but in doing so was so unfortunate as to overturn the kettle.. “That’s bad.” said he. “Best tell your man to get some more water.” Stafford sent off Sam on his errand; but no sooner had the Aleut disappear- ed than November was on his knees examining the charred embers and delving among the ashes. “Get rid of your hired man for a while longer, only so he don’t suspect anything.” he said. “I hear him com- “You mean he’s in the robbery '2” “He sure is. And. what’s more, 1! looks to me like he’s your” only. chance "v Ataxia of getting your foxes (tact. Here he comes.” A moment later Sam appeared in sight walking up the narrow track be. tween the rocks. kettle in hand. Stat. ford spoke to him in Aleut. Sam grunted in acquiescence. and went oft up the bill that formed the center or the island. “I told him to go gather some more : wood while the kettle‘s boiling. Now f you can talk and tell me who you think has the pelts of my foxes." ' “Your foxes ain‘t dead.” “Ain't dead? You’ve forgot their skinned carcasses!” “l aliow we saw some skinned car- casses. but they was the carcasses of red foxes worth no more than $10 apiece instead of :1 thousand. I ex- amined those carcasses mighty careful. Their eyes wasn‘t the right color for black foxes. That's one thing.__ For another. I found some red hairs. It ain’t in nature you can take a pelt oil! and not a hair stick on the body un- der." Stafford digested this in silence. “But why in creation should the chaps have taken the trouble to bring over red fox carcasses?" he inquired at length. ‘ “That’s easy answered. They was after your best stock. It‘s pretty like- ly they didn’t take them fur. and they wouldn’t want you nosing about for your live foxes.” “Is that it?" “Another thing. The robbers was six days or more on Eel island. Now, they could catch and kill all your fox- es in two. But to catch them so they wouldn’t be hurt would take time. No, your foxes ain't dead yet. and they ain’t far otf, neither. and your Aleut knows who’s got them. He told you he'd been eight days on this island. didn‘t he?" “He lied. I knew it the moment I set eyes on his (ire. Not enough ash to this fire to make heat to keep :1 man without :1 blanket comfortable for eight days this weather. And look! The boughs he's broke off for his bed. They're too fresh. Ag‘in. he ain't got no ax here, yet the charred ends of the thicker bits on the tire has been cut with an ax. it‘s clear as light. The robbers ferried Sam across here about two days back. out some wood for him so he shoufdn't be too cold. gave him grub to last till ’bout the time you’d likely be home and left him." Stafford nodded. “Eight days. that’s what he said." Stafford reached for his rifle. but Joe intervened. “I guess you’re right. I see it now. I’m grateful to you.“ Sam’s strong. squat figure advanced toward us. As he stooped to throw the wood he had brought on the ground Joe caught his shoulder with one hand and snatched the knife from his belt with the other. And then there flash- ed across the features of the Aleut an expression like a mad dog‘s. He flung himself. gnushing and snarling. on No- vemher. "Stay you still. and I'll Show you the way we do in the lumber camps.” But he was in the grip of a man too stlong for him. and. though he return- ed again and again to the attack, the hug. e joung woodsman in 1sted him to ea1tl1. wheie Stai“'101d and I tied his struggling limbs. This done we rolled him over. “Now,” said Stafford. “who is it has got my foxes?" The Aleat shook his head. Stafford pulled out his revolver. open- ed the breech. made save it was load- ed and cocked it. Next he held his watch in front of Sam‘s face and point- ed out the fact that it wanted but five minutes to the hour. “I’m telling him if he don't confess.” he said. "I’ll shoot him when the hand reaches the hour.” He turned to us. “You‘d best go.” Stafford winked. Joe and I went down to the beach below. “Good heavens! You don‘t really mean”â€" I cried. A quarter of an hour passed before Stafford joined us. “What’s happened?" I asked. “He’s confessed. all right.” Then Stafford looked at Joe. “It all went through just the way you said. It was a rival i'ox farmer. J urgensen. did it. Landed on Eel island with his wife the night I left. they were there until two days ago; took them all their time and Sam’s to get my foxes. Then they brought him over here.” And now .3. will leave out any ac- count of the events of the next six- teen hours which we spent in the skiff and pick up the thread of this history again with Stafford knocking at the door of the Jurgensens’ cabin on Upsala island. We had landed there after dark. faced the door. It was thr'éwn"6pep; and a big gingerbread Swede demand- ed his business. “I’ve just called around to take back my foxes,” said Stafford. “Vot voxes?" “The blacks and silvers you stole." "You are madtl" “Shut it!” cried Stafford. “Ten days ago you and your wife. having decoy- ed me away to Valdez, went to Eel is» land. You were there eight days, dur- ing which time you cleaned out every animal I owned on it. I know you didn’t kill them. though you tried to make me believe you had by leaving the skinned carcasses of a lot of red foxes. Three days ago you left Eel island.” . As he Spoke I saw the wizened fig- ure of a woman squeezing out unde! the big Swede’s elbow. She had a nar- row face, with blinking. malevolent eyes, that she fixed on Stafl'ord. “20! V01: then 2" jeered J urgensen. ".L'oen vou rowed over to mom: 351553;: Centinued on page 7. . Joe and I stood back whilefStaffordi 09¢+oo¢¢¢¢oo¢ooooo§oo¢oooo0+9o§§¢¢o§909999990§§¢§oo¢ E v+++++++++++¢+++++++¢+ <:+¢¢:z BRYAN FOR EUROPE. 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