The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1900-09-15

The red-headed bus driver dug
long tin horn out from under his seat
| and blew three blasts ., zs y
T The ferry'H be over in minute
ne said. II got to get back to ketch
the $40 from Chicago. Fifty cents,
/ please, and a quarter fer them trunks =.
r. The knock-kneed white horses
I shambled away through the deep dust,
kicking up cloud which put fresh
layer on the brown leaves Of the hazel
'tbresh" on either side OF the road In
two minutes the thick woods hid them
T from sight . :. -, ~: ~ II
{ On the high bank of Lake Mary in
northern Wisconsin were left four
trunks, Miss Elizabeth Jordan, and the
Hon. Jabez Jordan: The articles left
I behind by the bus driver are here stat
I ed in order of their Importance. The
f trunks containing an elaborate sum-
I mer wardrobe, Miss Jordan was a
t pretty girl, and the Hon. Jabez was
| merely father and incidentally
trust magnate, the president and chief
stockholder in the International Air
I Engine company. " :.
I I well, father" said Miss Bess, with
| q smile which would have brought any
other man to his knees, 1T. looks as
I though we'd come to the right place
/ for pastoral quiet, don't it?' !. =.
+ But the Hon. Jabez simply pulled
the corners of his thin upper lip fur
{ ther down over his mouth.
T. 1T Jocks to me as though we were
t going to be cast away on desert is
/ land" he, said. = ?
i If the ferry don't come out pretty
X soon Well have to camp out in the
woods all night" laughed the tantaliz-
Ing Miss Jordan, "and don't see any
| sign of their coming Don't you think
you had better call them; father? The
island is only three-quarters of a mile
I away, and the voice carries far over
I the water s9 :
Is The Hon. Jabez Jordan almost
spra1ned his ancient lungs, and Bess
added her loudest cry to the appeal,
but there was no sign Of life &on the
1ssss ssssland. Presently, however. a big
|Ewhite skiff crept round point in the
shore. In it we're two blue-shlrted
| young men. se.-
Come here" called Mr.. Jordan,
sharply, as the boat came into view,
"and take us over to the island. We're
in hurry"
."Will you please 60 began the
man at the oars as the peremptory Or
der reached him-then, as his compan-
inv, ohn1 ir, %ho y ~;
pered, cts a pretty girl''-''down to
the point, where we can get the boat
close in to shore?"
It was short row to the island. Just
before they landed the Hon. Jabez Jor-
dan handed the young man in the blue
shirt silver dollar
Thank you!" was the answer. "Will
you need an oarsman tomorrow"
Mr.. Jordan could see no need of as
sistance in that direction, but Miss
Bess declared she intended spending
every hour on the water, and an en-
gagement was made for 8 o'clock the
next morning.
well, for heavens sake, Tom," said
one of the young men, as the skiff row.
ed away from the island, what on
earth are you going to do now?'
why, I'm going to find out who
that pretty girl is, and, since I haven't
the honor Of her acquaintance, I'm go
ing to pose as her oarsman. I'm tired
of fishing, and it's so dull here that
her coming is a blessing. I'm sorry
there are not two of her. If there were
you might get a job, too'' -.
It took only a few minutes to dis
close the identity Of the beautiful Bess
Jordan. Tom Edwards had heard her
name often in the city, and knew her
by reputation as a society girl. He
told what he had discovered to his
friend Elliot, and they agreed that the
situation promised pleasant complica-
tions. -, .,. iss,=s azzs3ss%sss-s hi .g.*
| But if this story ever gets out on
you at the club" said Elliot, ttthe
boys - II Y
IF it does get out I'll know who is
responsible, and 1t won't take me long
to- get even with you.'
What is your last name?'' asked
Miss Bess Jordan, as Edwards sent the
Skin flying out into the lake the next
morning. .3s
That was question on which Ed
wards had not counted. S Il
/ Everybody calls me Tom" he said
which was true enough.
| But your last name?" she persisted.
It's Tompkins, he said, despairing-
| ", Thomas Tompkins.
Edwards or Tompkins had been at
the lake three weeks and was reason
ably familiar with it, but .Bess Jordan
put all his knowledge to the test. She
| wanted to know where the best fish
Ing places were, where the water lilies
We're thickest, whether there we're any
bears in the woods, and finally she
! asked where he lived. He had got