The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1900-02-01
CHAPTER XVIII.

Kenyon's luck, as he said to himself,
had turned. The second year was even
more prosperous than the first, and
the third as successful as the second.
He had steady market for his mineral,
and, besides, he had the great advantage
If knowing the rogues to avoid Some
new swindles, he had encountered dur
ing his first years experience, had
taught him lessons that he profted by
in the second and third He liked his
home in the wilderness, and he liked the
rough people among whom he found
himself.
Notwithstanding his remuneration OF
London, however, there would, now anc
then, come a yearning for the big city,
and he promised himself trip there at
the end of the third year. Wentworth
had been threatening, month after
month, to come out and see him, but
something had always interfered.
Taking it all in all, John liked it bet
ter in winter than in tie summer, in
spite of the extreme cold. The cold
was steady, and could be depend
ed upon; moreover, it was health
full and invigorating. In summer John
never became accustomed to the raw
ages of the black fly, the mosquito and
| other insect pests of that season. His
first interview with the black fly left
his face in such condition that he was
glad he lived in Wilderness!
At the beginning of the second win
tel John treated himself to luxury.
lie bought natty little French Cana
| dian horse that was very quick and &C
| customed to the ice, because the ice Of
the river formed the highway by which
he reached Burntpine from the mine
TO supplement the horse, he also got
Il comfortable little cutter, and will,
this turnout he made his frequent jour
neys between the mine and Burntpinc
with comfort and speed, wrapped
snugly in buffalo robes.
| If London often reverted to his mind
there was another subject that oh
truded itself even more frequently. His
Increased prosperity had something to
do with this. He saw that, if he was
to have a third of the receipts of the
mine, he was not to remain poor ma T.
for very long, and this fact gave him 4
certain courage which had been lacking
l.efore. He wondered if she remem
bered him. Wentworth had said very
little about her in his letters, and Ken.
yon, in spite of the confession he had
made when his case seemed hopeless
thing about her.
One day, on u clear, sharp, frost,
winter morning, Kenyon had his little
pony harnessed for his weekly journey
to Burntpipe. After the rougher par
of the journey between the mine ant
the river had been left behind and the
pony got down to her work on the ice
with the two white banks of snow OF
either side of the smooth track, Joh1
gave himself up to thinking about the
subject which now SO often engrosset
his mind. Wrapped closely in his furs
with the cutter Swimming along the ice
these thoughts found pleasant accom-
paniment in the silvery tinkle of til
bells which jingled around his horse.
neck. AS n general thing he met NJ
one on the icy road from the mine to tn,
village. Sometimes there was a prc
cession of sleighs bearing supplies fc1
his own mine and those beyond, ant
when this procession was seen, Ken
yon had to look out for some place by
the side of the track where he coult
pull up his horse and cutter and allcv
the teams to pass. The snow on eacl
side OF the cutting was so deep tha
these bays were shoveled out here ant
there to permit teams to get past eacl
other. He had gone half way to til,
= village when he saw ahead of him