The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1904-02-20
about rough estimate OF the timber.

about rough estimate OF the timber.
One evening just at sunset Thorpe
was helping the Indian shape his craft.
The two men bent there at their task.
the dull glow of evening falling upon
them. Behind them the knoll stood
out in picturesque relief against the
darker pines. The river rushed by
with never ending roar and turmoil.
Through its shouting one perceived. as
through a mist. the still lofty peace OF
evening
A young fellow, hardly more than a
boy, exclaimed with keen delight OF the
picturesque as his canoe shot around
the bend into sight of II.
The canoe was large and powerful,
but well filed. An Indian knelt in
the stern. Amidships was we'll laden
with duffle of all descriptions. The
young fellow sat I'm the bow. He was
a bright faced, eager eyed. curly haired
young fellow, all enthusiasm and fire.
His figure was trim and clean, but
rather slender, and his movements
were quick, but nervous. When he
stepped carefully out on the fiat rock
TO which his guide brought the canoe
with swirl OF the paddle one initial
ed would have seen that his clothes.
while strong and serviceable. had been
bought from n sporting catalogue.
"Thls is a good place." he said to the
guide. "We'll camp here" Then he
turned up the steep bank without look
ing back.
"Hellow he called In cheerful. I'M
embarrassed fashion TO Thorpe and
Charley. How are you? Care IL
camp here? What you making? BY
Jove | never saw canoe made be-
fore. I'm going to watch you. Keep
right at it,"
He sat OH one of the outcropping
powders and took off his hat
SAY, you've got a great place here!
You here all summer? Hello! You've
got deer hanging up. Are there
many OF em around here? I'd like to
kill deer first rate. | never have It's
sort of out of season now, isn't it,"
"We only kill the bucks" replied
Thorpe.
81 like fishing too" went on the boy
"Are there any here? In the pool?
john" he called to his guide, bring me
my fishing tackle"
In few moments he was whipping
the pool with long, graceful drops Of
the fly. He proved TO be adept. At
first the Indians stolid countenance
seemed trife doubtful. After time
ii cleared.
"Goodw he grunted.
The other Indian had now finished
the erection OF tent and had begun TO
cook supper over a little sheet iron
camp stove. Thorpe and Charley could
smell ham.
you've got quite pantry" remark
ed Thorpe.
won't you eat with meY' proffered
the boy Hospitality
But Thorpe declined.
In the course of the evening the boy
approached the older mems camp and,
with charming diffidence, asked per
mission to sit awhile at their fire.
at must be good to live in the
woods" he said with sigh. Ito do all
things for yourself It's so free"
81 just do love thisr he cried again
and again. "Oh it's great, after all
that fuss down therev And he cried 1t
so fervently that the other men present
smiled, but so genuinely that the smile
had in it nothing but kindness.
IL came ont for month";" said he
suddenly, "and / guess I'll stay the rest
of ii right here. You'll let me go with
you sometimes hunting, won't you?
ia like first rate to Kill deer"
"Sure." said Thorpe. Glad to have
you"
"My name is Wallace Carpenter"
said the boy. with sudden unmistak-
able air OF good breeding.
well" laughed Thorpe, two old
woods loafers like us haven't got much
use for names. Charley here is called
Geezigut. and mines nearly as bad but
I guess plain Charley and Harry will
do"