sults. They were known to be expert bush
men and could probably evade the best
posse ever organised. They knew every
nook and cranny in the country and were
friendly with the other bands of Indians.

A check-up on the characteristics of the
two men revealed that they were a well-
matched pair. Moses Paul, while not daring
or cunning, was, as has been stated, an ex-
pert with a rifle. There were tales told of
his prowess with this weapon that made
experienced police officers realise that if
they ever closed in on him one of their
number must surely die. His keen eye and
brain could spot a target and calculate the
exact range in a split second. Spintlum,
while an indifferent rifle shot, was filled with
native cunning and daring. Who else could
have engineered the escape? It was he who
had planned the venture down to the last
detail and even now had made all provision
for flight.

It was soon apparent that to capture this
pair was going to be a long and difficult
task. They had innumerable friends and
relatives throughout the district and they
were well supplied with good horses. The
police quickly realised that the expense in-
volved in their capture would far outweigh
the possibility of conviction for their crime
so after a few indifferent attempts the chase
cooled down.

A SECOND CRIME

Then like a bolt from the blue came the
first hideous crime directly attributable to
the fugitives. It was the first scene in the
second act of this ghastly drama.

The opening character was an old China-
man named Ah Joe, wha, like Chew Wye,
was a woodcutter with a small cabin close
to that of his compatriot. Ah Joe liked to
drink and on several occasions procured a
bottle of liquor. and, after having imbibed
considerable in town, managed to amble

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back to Chew Wye’s cabin and spend a
convivial evening with his friend. On this
instance, he, in company with most of Clin-
ton, had spent a riotous two days at the
annual stampede. He had secured a bottle
of liquor and decided to call on Chew Wye.
So, at peace with the world, Ah Joe meand-

Moses Paul

ered along the road until he came to Chew
Wye’s cabin

There was no friendly light in the little
window; no curl of smoke from the stove-
pipe thrust through the roof. Ah Joe blinked.
This was strange. Chew Wye had gone
home a full hour earlier. He should be in
his cabin now. Perhaps he had fallen asleep.
Ah Joe straightened himself up and opened
the cabin door. It was dark in there, so he
struck a match.

For a split second Ah Joe was tongue-
tied. Then his mouth opened and he emitted
an unearthly scream. He dropped the match
and raced from that cabin of death like a

thing possessed. He never stopped until he
reached the foot of Dan Smith’s hill where
Constable McMillan lived.

The officer was not at home when Ah Joe
arrived with his shocking message. A passer
by, noticing the Chinaman’s obvious distress,
asked the reason. Ah Joe blurted out his
story and then to the stranger’s utter aston-
ishment, collapsed on the road. The stranger,
suddenly realising what the old Chinaman
had told him, raced in to Clinton.

It so happened that at this very moment
an itinerant troupe of actors were presenting
a ripe old melodrama in the town hall The
villain was in the act of knifing the beautiful
heroine when the stranger burst in and
shouted excitedly;

“Ts Jack McMillan in here? Old Chew
Wye’s just been murdered in his cabin.”

This piece of real melodrama caused the
valiant efforts of the travelling Thespians to
pale into insignificance. The audience rose
as one and began to stream out of the hall
leaving the stage and seats to the actors.
McMillan quickly appeared and was soon
in possession of the known facts. He made
all speed to Chew Wye’s cabin.

The old Chinaman lay on the floor in
front of his cook stove. His head had been
split open by the blow of an axe; his own
axe, which now lay beside his body. It was
evident that he had been in the act of light-
ing the fire when death struck him down
from behind. Whoever had dealt that mur-
derous blow had done so with a savagery
that could only be inspired by intense hate.

Dawn came up over the Cariboo. Con-
stable McMillan and his men were out as
the sun crept over the horizon. On a small
hill overlooking Wye’s cabin they found the
signs; two pairs of moccasin tracks. Their
owners had apparently stood there for some
time; waiting for Chew Wye to return. He
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