pless。
Three days later French came forth from his room； haggard and trembling； to find every bottle empty； Mackenzie making ineffective attempts to prepare a meal； and Kalman nowhere to be seen。
〃Where is the boy？〃 he enquired of Mackenzie in an uncertain voice。
〃I know not；〃 said Mackenzie。
〃Go and look for him； then； you idiot！〃
In a short time French was summoned by Mackenzie's voice。
〃Come here； will you？〃 he was crying。 〃Come here and see this thing。〃
With a dread of some nameless horror in his heart； French hurried toward the little knoll upon which Mackenzie stood。 From this vantage ground could be seen far off in the potato field the figure of the boy with two or three women； all busy with the potatoes。
〃What do you make that out to be？〃 enquired French。 〃Who in the mischief are they？ Go and see。〃
It was not long before Mackenzie stood before his master with Kalman by his side。
〃As sure as death；〃 said Mackenzie； 〃he has a tribe of Galician women yonder； and the pitaties iss all in。〃
〃What do you say？〃 stammered French。
〃It iss what I am telling you。 The pitaties iss all in； and this lad iss bossing the job； and the Galician women working like naygurs。〃
〃What does this mean？〃 said French； turning his eyes slowly upon Kalman。 The boy looked older by years。 He was worn and haggard。
〃I saw a woman passing； she was a Galician； she brought the others； and the potatoes are done。 They have come here two days。 But；〃 said the boy slowly； 〃there is nothing to eat。〃
With a mighty oath French sprang to his feet。
〃Do you tell me you are hungry； boy？〃 he roared。
〃I could not find much；〃 said Kalman； his lip trembling in spite of himself。
〃What are you standing there for； Mackenzie？〃 roared French。 〃Confound you for a drunken dog！ Confound us both for two drunken fools！ Get something to eat！〃
There was something so terrible in his look and in his voice that Mackenzie fairly ran to obey his order。 Kalman stood before his master pale and shaking。 He was weak from lack of food； but more from anxiety and grief。
〃I did the best I could；〃 he said； struggling manfully to keep his voice steady； 〃andI amawful gladyou'rebetter。〃 His command was all gone。 He threw himself upon the grass while sobs shook his frame。
French stood a moment looking down upon him； his face revealing thoughts and feelings none too pleasant。
〃Kalman； you're a good sort；〃 he said in a hoarse voice。 〃You're a man； by Jove！ and；〃 in an undertone； 〃I'm hanged； if I don't think you'll make a man of me yet。〃 Then kneeling by his side； he raised him in his arms。 〃Kalman；〃 he said； 〃you are a brick and a gentleman。 I have been a brute and a cad。〃
〃Oh； no； no； no！〃 sobbed the boy。 〃You are a good man。 But I wishyou wouldleaveit alone。〃
〃In God's name；〃 said French bitterly； 〃I wish it too。〃
CHAPTER XIII
BROWN
Two weeks of life in the open； roaming the prairie alone with the wolf hounds； or with French after the cattle； did much to obliterate the mark which those five days left upon Kalman's body and soul。 From the very first the boy had no difficulty in mastering the art of sticking on a broncho's back； partly because he was entirely without fear； but largely because he had an ear and an eye for rhythm in sound and in motion。 He conceived clearly the idea by watching French as he loped along on his big iron grey； and after that it was merely a matter of translating the idea into action。 Every successful rider must first conceive himself as a rider。 In two weeks' time Kalman could sit the buckskin and send him across the prairie； swinging him by the neck guide around badger holes and gopher holes； up and down the steep sides of the Night Hawk ravine； without ever touching leather。 The fearless ease he displayed in mastering the equestrian art did more than anything else to win him his place in the old half…breed Mackenzie's affection。
The pride of the ranch was Black Joe； a Percheron stallion that French a year before had purchased； with the idea of improving his horse stock to anticipate the market for heavy horses； which he foresaw the building of railroads would be sure to provide。 Black Joe was kept in a small field that took in a bit of the bluff and ran down to the lake； affording shelter； drink； and good feeding。
Dismay； therefore； smote the ranch； when Mackenzie announced one morning that Black Joe had broken out and was gone。
〃He can't be far away；〃 said French； 〃take a circle round towards the east。 He has likely gone off with Garneau's bunch。〃
But at noon Mackenzie rode back to report that nowhere could the stallion be seen； that he had rounded up Garneau's ponies without coming across any sign of the stallion。
〃I am afraid he has got across the Eagle；〃 said French； 〃and if he has once got on to those plains； there will be the very deuce to pay。 Well； get a move on； and try the country across the creek first。 No； hold on。 I'll go myself。 Throw the saddle on Roanoke； I'll put some grub together； for there's no time to be lost。〃
Kalman started up and stood eagerly expectant。 French glanced at him。
〃It will be a hard ride； Kalman； I am a little afraid。〃
〃Try me； sir；〃 said the boy； who had unconsciously in conversation with French dropped much of his street vernacular； and had adopted to a large extent his master's forms of speech。
〃All right； boy。 Get ready and come along。〃
While the horses were being saddled； French rolled up into two neat packs a couple of double blankets； grub consisting of Hudson's Bay biscuits； pork； tea and sugar； a camp outfit comprising a pan； a teapail； and two cups。
〃So long； Mackenzie；〃 said French； as they rode away。 〃Hold down the ranch till we get back。 We'll strike out north from here； then swing round across the Night Hawk toward the hills and back by the Eagle and Wakota； and come up the creek。〃
To hunt up a stray beast on the wide open prairie seems to the uninitiated a hopeless business； but it is a simple matter； after all。 One has to know the favourite feeding…grounds； the trails that run to these grounds； and have an idea of the limits within which cattle and horses will range。 As a rule； each band has its own feeding…grounds and its own spots for taking shelter。 The difficulties of search are enormously increased by the broken character of a rolling bluffy prairie。 The bluffs intercept the view； and the rolls on the prairie can hide successfully a large bunch of cattle or horses； and it may take a week to beat up a country thickly strewn with bluffs； and diversified with coulees that might easily be searched in a single afternoon。
The close of the third day found the travellers on Wakota trail。
〃We'll camp right here； Kalman；〃 said French； as they reached a level tongue of open prairie； around three sides of which flowed the Eagle River。
Of all their camps during the three days' search none was so beautiful； and none lived so long in Kalman's memory； as the camp by the Eagle River near Wakota。 The firm green sward； cropped short by a succession of campers' horses；for this was a choice spot for travellers；the flowing river with its soft gurgling undertone； the upstanding walls of the poplar bluffs in all the fresh and ample beauty of the early summer drapery； the over… arching sky； deep and blue； through which peeped the shy stars； and the air； so sweet and kindly； breathing about them。 It was all so clean； so fresh； so unspoiled to the boy that it seemed as if he had dropped into a new world； remote from and unrelated to any other world he had hitherto known。
They picketed their horses； and with supper over； they sat down before their fire； for the evening air was chill； in weary； dreamy delight。 They spoke few words。 Like all men who have lived close to Nature； whether in woods or in plains； French had developed a habit of silence； and this habit； as all others； Kalman was rapidly taking on。
As they reclined thus dreamily watching the leaping fire； a canoe came down the river； in the stern of which sat a man whose easy grace proclaimed long practice in the canoeman's art。 As his eyes fell upon the fire； he paused in his paddling； and with two or three swift flips he turned his canoe toward the bank； and landing； pulled it up on the shore。
He was a young man of middle height； stoutly built； and with a strong； good…natured face。
〃Good evening；〃 he said in a cheery voice； 〃camped for the night？〃
〃Yes； camped for the night；〃 replied French。
〃I have a tent up stream a little way。 I should be glad to have you camp with me。 It is going to be a little chilly。〃
〃Oh； we're all right； aren't we； Kalman？〃 said French。
The boy turned and gave him a quick look of perfect satisfaction。 〃First rate！ You bet！〃
〃The dew is going to be heavy； though；〃 said the stranger； 〃and it will be cold before the night is over。 I have not much to offer you； only shelter； but I'd like awfully to have you come。 A visitor is a rare thing here。〃
〃Well；〃 said French； 〃since you put it that way we'll go； and I am sure it is very decent of you。〃
〃Not at all。 The favour will be to me。 My name is Brown。〃
〃And mine is French； Jack French throughout this country； as perhaps you have heard。〃
〃I have been here only a few days； and have heard very little；〃 said Brown。
〃And this；〃 continued French； 〃is Kalman Kalmar； a friend of mine from Winnipeg； and more remotely from Russia； but now a good Canadian。〃
Brown gave each a strong cordial grasp of his hand。
〃You can't think；〃 he said； 〃how glad I am to see you。〃
〃Is there a trail？〃 asked French。
〃Yes； a trail of a sort。 Follow the winding of the river and you will come to my camp at the next bend。 You can't miss it。 I'll go up in the canoe and come down to meet you。〃
〃Don't trouble；〃 said French； 〃we know our way about this country。〃
Following a faint trail for a quarter of a mile through the bluffs； they came upon an open space on the river bank similar to the one they had left； in the midst of which stood Brown's tent。 That tent was a wonder to behold； not only to Kalman； but also to French； who had a large experience in tents of various kinds。 Ten by twelve； and with a four…foot wall； every inch