The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1903-03-20

follow even a fresh track would have
been difficult. For few rods after the
rain started Lem succeeded In tracing
the trail through the scuffed leaves;
but night came on and found him off
the track entirely, and worst OF all,
faint-hearted as well as weak In body.
In the morning he was no better of.
He ate the rest OF the partridge and
squirrel that he had killed. but they did
not revive his spirits. The trail was
lost, and noon came with II still miss
ing. Then the last expedieDt he could
think OF came. The trail had always
led northward. Now he would 90
north, too, trusting to the good fortune
that always favOrs the one who never
despairs, and does all that is possible.
With that thought In heart he set out
by compass, and went the length OF
the ridge.
Long since Lem lad gone out Of the
country he knew. He thought he was
somewhere In the Moose River water
shed, but he did not know. As he
came down the end OF the ridge he
found that wide fiat instead Of
swamp was there. 4 half mile farther
he saw the CLEAN Of lake ahead. 1t
was the most cheerful sight he had
seen In long while. But before he
reached IL he came 10 TOad-an old
log trail over which no wagon had
passed In years. Yet there was bare
soil all It's length. In the mud was a
track-that OF the girl, and she was fol.
lowing the road.
With n laugh that was n cry. Lem
started TO run along the trail. but he
was too weak. In few yards he sat
down to rest. After q little he went Oh
again.
He did not have far 10 90 Three
yards away he saw the
ruins Of long-desertcd log,
gers shantles. All was quiet there,
still and damp.
Trembling, Lem hurried ahead, then
stopped suddenly. A fine ycarling buck
deer stood broadsldc to him not thirty
yards away.
shell need something 10 eat II she's
here" Lem thought to himself, and
raised his rife 10 fire. He aimed with
great care and pressed the trigger.
As the report rang into the woods
there was a faint cry from what had
been the stables Of the camp, and ont
Of the doorway staggered figure with
a poor, wan face 1t was Florence.
She fell In faint before she had gone
n dozen steps.
The rest OF the story is soon told.
LENS shot was n good one, and the
deer fell. From some OF the meat the
lad quickly made broth in an old can,
and with this he revived the girls
strength, which had been ebblng on
the woods diet there at the lumber
camp for more days than she could
tell.
~ waited here cause | knew some
body would certainly come here some
time" she told Lem.
1t was nearly thirty miles 10 Sea-
berry Settlement, but Lem ana Flor
pncc Travelled the distance in three
days through the woods. eating the
ycnison. with salt taken from an old
arrcl they found In the camp.
On the way out Lem asked here:
How was II you went straight away
all the whilew
you know you told me once that the
top twig of n hemlock tree always
points east, and If | went south all the
while anywhere round the settlement
I'd come out all right. so did"
"Why, Florence" said Lem. you
went north all the tlmcw
"But-but | turned my right hand
o Lem, forgotw
ITS a good plan to remember, some
times, " Lem said.
Il won't forget again" said Flor
ence, "and-and, Lem. | don't blleve
you're 'fraid cat any more"
IL hope you won't forget again like
that. Florence" said the boy. looking
into the future.
This Is how Lem Lawson got his
name of the Lone Hound OF Seaberry
t."-Youth's Companion.