The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1902-12-14

hiding now. I wish I knew where he IS.
But wen see hin, sons day. s1oil come
beck when the thing blows over. See!
Sect"
.What?" they all asked, breathless.
Its gone Over beyond the hills there
I caught a glimpse Of Superior.
"You are ridiculous, Harry" protested
Helen Thorpe laushlngiy. I never sa"
ycu SO. You are a regular boy"
DO you like boyS?" he asked graVely
OF Hilda.
adore tilem!" she cried.
- .All right. don't care" he answered
his sister III triumph.
The air brakes began to make them
selves felt. and shortly the train came
to & grinding stop.
What station Is thlS? Inorpe asked
the colored porter.
"shinglevilie. sah.'' the latter replied.
IT thought so. Wallace. when did their
mill burn. anyway? l haven't heard
I about it"
Last spring. about the time you went
down"
rs that sou How did it happen2'
'They claim iacendiarisn,'' parted
Wallace cautiously.
Thorpe pondered moment. then
of the small boy" he observed who
isn't near enough to wish anybody's prop
erty destroyed. bat who wishes that Il
there is fire. to be where he can sec
It. am sorry those fellows had to lose
their mill. but 1t was a good thing for
Us. The man who set that fire Gid US
good turn. II 1t hadn't been for the
Burning of their mill. they would have
made a stronger fight against US in the
stock market"
Wallace and FIiIda exchanged glance.
The girl was long since aware of the in
:ide h history Of those days.
You'll have to tell them that she
whispered over the back Of her seat TT
viii please them
"Our station is next cried Thorpe,
and It's only d little ways. Come. get
reaHyi"
They all crowded into the narrow pas
sage-Way near the door, Tor the tram
,areIv paused.
All right sah.'' said the porter, swing
'us down his little step.
Thorpe ran down to help the ladies.
FIe was nearly taken from his feet by q
wildcat yell, and a moment later that
roe11't WIS actIall: ACCOMPLISHED bE a
rush OF men that tossed him bodily onto
its shoulders At the same moment, the
mill and tug whistles began to screech.
| miscellaneous firearms exploded: Even
the locomotive engineer. in the shirt of
the occasion leaned down heartily on
his Whistle rep. The saTdust street "ses
! filed with screaming. jostlins men. The
fcTHeS OF tQe Town We're JtlLitf II -
draped with cheeszc!ota. flags and bunt-
irc.
For a moment Thorpe could not make
out what had happened. This turmoil vas
! So different from the dead quiet OF de-
scrtion he had expected. that he was IN
ale to gather his faculties. All about hin
we're familiar faces upturred to his own.
Fla DISTINGUISHED the broad. square shout
Gers of Scottv Parsons. Jack Hyland. ker-
lie Bryan Moonev: Ellis grinned at him
from the press: Billy Camp. the fat and
shiny drive cook: Mason. the foreman OF
the mil: over havo-d bowed Sof'-. tIt
t,1z. captain; Rollway Charley. Shorty. the
i,chn-e boy; everywhere We're features that
he knew. AS his diuming eyes Travelled
here and there. one by one the Fighting
ereS in the northland. Impressed them
olives in his consciousness. Saginaw Dir
lars. Flat River drivers woodSnlen from
: the forests Of lower Canada. bully boys out
of the NIuske-o- waters. "e-'vor en- fr.''r1
An Sable. whitewater dare-devfls from
the rapids of the Menominee-all were
there to do him honor him in whom they
had learned to see the supreme qualities
Of their calling On the outskirts snurtrr-
ed the tall form OF Tim Shearer. straw
reer,;rg from beneath his flax white
n,rstacf1 his eyes glimmerins under his
fIax-vhite eyebrows. He did not evidence
as much excitement as the others. but
tic very bearing of the man expressed the
deepest satisfaction. Uernaps he remem-
before when he had watched the thinly-