The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1904-03-10

An expression OF doubt crossed the
land lockers face.
"Oh, pleaser' cried the boy. II do
want to get in something real. 1t will
be the making of me-"
"Now, see here" interposed Thorpe
suddenly. "You don't even know my
name"
81 know you," replied the boy.
"My name is Harry Thorpe" pursued
the other my father was Henry
Thorpe, an embezzler."
Harry" replied Wallace soberly, IL
am sorry made you say that do not
care for your name, except, perhaps, to
put II In the articles Of partnership,
and ] have no concern with your an
cestry. I tell you, II Is q favor to let
me In on this deal. don't know any.
thing about numbering, but I've got
eyes. can see that big timber stand.
ing up thick and tall. and know peo-
pie make profits in the business"
Thorpe considered few moments In
silence.
wallace" he said gravely at last, IL
hOhcsty w tuiuk thut WuOeNeE sOcb
into this deal with me will make mon.
ey. OF course there's always chances
against It, but am going TO do my
best"
The mans accustomed aloOfness had
gone. His eyes flashed. his brow
frowned. the muscles Of his cheeks
contracted under his beard.
Wallace gazed at him with fascinated
admiration.
Then you willT' he asked tremu.
lousy.
"Wallace," he replied again, they'll
say that you have been the victim Of
an adventurer, but the result will
prove them wrong. II l weren't per
fectly sure Of this wouldn't think Of
IT, for like you. and know you want
TO go into this more out Of friendship
for me and because your Imagination IL
touched than from any business sense.
But I'll accept gladly, and III do my
bestv'
"Hoorayv' cried the boy, throwing
tis cap W in the air. "We'll do 'em
b in the first round"
CHAPTER XII.
FTER Wallace left them the
two men settled again into
IH their customary ways of life.
81 Up to the present Thorpe had
enjoyed clear field. Now two men
came down from above and established
a temporary camp in the woods half a
mile below the dam. Thorpe soon sat
isfied himself that they were picking
out route for the logging road.
The two men. of course, did not both.
er themselves with the timber to be
travOyed, but gave their entire atten-
ton to that lying farther back. Thorpe
was enabled thus to avoid them entire
ly. He simply transferred his estimat-
ing to the forest by the stream. Once
he met one of the men. but was fortu-
nately In q country that lent itself to
his pose Of hunter. The other be did
not see at all.
up river men We're following carefully
but noisily the bed of little creek.
Thorpe happened to be on the side hill.
10 he seated himself quietly until they
should have moved on down. One Of
them shouted to the other, who, crash
ing through thicket did not hear.
"Ho-o-o, Dyer" the first repeated.
"Here's that internal conner over herer'
"Yop." assented the other, coming"
Thorpe recognized the voice instantly
as that Of Railways scaler. His hand
crisped in q gesture of disgust. The
man had always been obnoxious to
him.
Two days later he stumbled on their
camp. He paused in wonder at what
he saw.
The packs lay open, their contents
in every direction. The fire
had been hastily extinguished with
bucket Of water. and frying pan lay
where 1t had been overturned. II the
thing had been possible, Thorpe would
have guessed at hasty and unpre.
meditated flight.
He was about to withdraw carefully
lest he be discovered when he was
startled by touch on his elbow. II
was InJun Charley.
"Dey 60 up river" he said. II come
see what de row."
The Indian examined rapidly the con.
dition OF the little camp.
"Dey look for somethin'," said he,
making his hand revOlve as though
and indicating the packs.
II t'ink dey see you in de woods" he
"Dey 60 camp get 'um
boss. Boss he gone on river trail two
tree hour"
you're right, Charley" replied
Thorpe, who had been drawing his own
zone OF them knows me.
They've been looking in their packs for
their notebooks with the descriptions
Of these sections in them. Then they
piled out for the boss. If L know any
thing at all, the boss II make tracks for
Detroit"
"Wot you do" asked Injun Charley
curiously.
II got to get to Detroit before they
do; that's ALL"
Instantly the Indian became all ac-
lion.
"You come" he ordered and set out
at rapid pace for camp.
There, with incredible deftness, be
packed together about twelve pounds
of the jerked venison and a pair OF
blankets, thrust Thorpe's waterproof
match safe in his pocket and turned
eagerly TO the young man.
"YOu come" he repeated.
ThOrpe hastily unearthed his "de-