Courier Democrat., 1904-08-04
CHAPTER xXXv11.

CHAPTER XXXVII.
@IHE train of the South Shore rail-
road shot its way across the
broad reaches of the northern
peninsula.
Thorpe welcomed the smell Of the
northland He became almost eager,
explaining, indicating to the girl at his
side.
'There is the Canada balsam," he
cried. "Do you remember how showed
1t to you first? And yonder the spruce.
How stuck up your teeth were when
you tried to chew the gum before it had
been heated! Do you remember? Look,
look there! It's white pine! Isn't it a
grand tree? It's the finest tree in the
forest. by my way of thinking, so tall
SO straight, so feathery and so digni-
fed. See, Hilda, look quick There's an
old logging road all filled with raspber-
ry vines. We'd find lots of partridges
there, and perhaps bear. Wouldn't
you like to walk down it about sunset?'
eyes, Harry
II wonder what We're stopping for.
Seems to me they are stopping at every
squirrels trail. Oh, this must be Sen
ey. Yes, it is. Queer little place, isn't
it, but sort OF attractive? Good deal
like our town. You have never seen
Carpenter, have you? locations fine
anyway, and to me it's sort of pictur
esque. You'll like Mrs. Hathaway
She's buxom, motherly woman who
runs the boarding house for eighty men
and still finds time to mend my clothes
for NE. And you'll like Solly. Solly's
the tug captain, mighty good fellow,
true Us gun barrel. Well have him
take US out some still day. Well be
there in few minutes now. See the
cranberry marshes Sometimes there's
good deal Of pine on little islands
scattered over it but it's very hard to
log unless you get good winter. We
had just such proposition when
worked for Radway. Oh, you'll like
Radway. He's as good as gold. Helen!'
Yes" replied his sister.
II want you to know Radway. He's
the man who gave me my start"
"All right, Harry" laughed Relen.
It'll meet anybody or anything from
bears to Indians"
II know an Indian, too -Geezigut, an
Ojibway. We called him Injun Charley.
He was my first friend in the north
woods. He helped me get my timber.
This spring be killed a mana good
job. too-and is hiding now wish
knew where he is. But We'll see him
some day. He'll come back when the
thing blows over. See! See!"
'What?" they all asked, GREATNESS.
"lt's gone. Over beyond the hills
there caught glimpse of Superior"
you are ridiculous. Harry" protest
ed Helen Thorpe laughingly. II never
saw you 50. You are regular boy"
"Do you like boys?" he asked gravely
Of Hilda.
"Adore themw she cried.
"All right: I don't care" he answered
hts sister in triumph.
The air brakes began to make them
selves felt, and shortly the train came
to grinding stop.
what station is this?" Thorpe asked
the colored porter.
"Shingleville, sah," the latter replied
II thought 50. Wallace, when did
their mill burn, anyway? l haven't
heard about it."
"Last spring, about the time you
went down."
Us that so? How did it happen?"
':They claim incendiarism," parried
Wallace cautiously.
Thorpe pondered a moment, then
laughed. II am in the mixed attitude
Of the small boy" he observed, "wbo
isn't wicked enough to wish anybody's
property destroyed, but who wishes
that If there is fire. to be where he
can see it. am sorry those fellows
had to lose their mill, but it was q
good thing for us. The man who set
that fire did us good turn. If It
hadn't been for the burning of their
mill they would have made stronger
fight against us in the stock market"
Wallace and Hilda EXCHANGED
gfances. The girl was long since aware
Of the tnside 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 III only little ways. Come.
ODt readyF'
Thay all crowded inso the narrow
yyassaesway Z nsar' ths door, Tor ths train
sassly spaussd.