Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1905-11-22
By LOUIS
TRACK
copyrisht. 1898. by
Edward J. Clode

shining, spotless. The change was so
great that his brow wrinkled with per-
plexity.
IT am good pupil" she cried. "You
see am already learning to help my
self I made bucket out of one OF
the dish covers by singing it In two
ropes. Another dish cover, some sand
and leaves supplied basin, soap and
towel. have cleaned the tin cups and
the knives, and, see, here is my great
est treasure"
She held up small metal lamp.
"Where in the world did you find
that?" he exclaimed.
Buried in the sand inside the cave"
Anything else?"
His tone was abrupt She was so dis
appointed by the seeming want Of APP
probation Of her industry that CLEAN
Of amusement died from her eyes, and
she shook her head, STOPPING at once to
attend to the toasting Of some biscuits.
This time he was genuinely sorry.
Forgive me, Miss Deane." he said
penitently. MY words are dictated by
anxiety. l do not wish you to make
discoveries on your own account. This
is strange place. you know-an UNI
pleasant one in some respects"
"Surely can rummage about my
own cave?"
"Most certainly. 1t was careless of
me not to have examined its interior
more thoroughly"
.Then why do you grumble because I
found the lamp?"
II did not mean any such thing. l
am sorry"
II think you are horrid. II you want
to wash you will find the water over
there. Don't wait. The ham will be
frizzled to cinder."
Unlucky jerks! Was ever man fated
to incur such unmerited odium? He
savagely laved his face and neck. The
fresh, cool water was delightful at
first, but when he drew near to the
fire he experienced an, unaccountable
sensation Of weakness. Could 1t be
possible that he was going to faint?
1t was too absurd. he sank to the
ground. Trees, rocks and sand strew1
earth INDUCED in mad dance. Iris
voice sounded weak and indistinct. II
seemed to travel in waves from great
distance. He tried to brush away
from his brain these dim fancies, but
his iron will for once failed, and be
pitched headlong downward into dark
ness
When he recovered, the girls left
arm was around his neck. For one
blissful instant he nestled there con
tentedly. He looked into her eyes and
saw that she was crying. A gust OF
anger rose within him that he should
be the cause of those tears.
He tried to rise.
"Oh! Are you better" Her lips
quivered pitifully.
eyes What happened? Did faint?''
"Drink this
She held cup to his mouth, and he
obediently strove to swallow the con-
tents. 1t was champagne. After the
first spasm of terror and when the ap.
plication Of water to his face failed to
restore consciousness Iris had knocked
the head off the bottle Of champagne.
He quickly revived. Nature had only
given him warning that he was over.
drawing his resources. He was deep.
" Inundated. He did not conceive the
truth, that only a strong man could
do all that he had done and live. For
thirty-six hours he had not slept. Dur.
ing part of the time he fought with
wilder beasts than they knew Mt Ephe-
sus. The long exposure to the sun, the
mental strain Of his foreboding that
the charming girl whose life depended
upon him might be exposed to even
worse dangers than any yet encounter
ed, the physical labor he had under
gone, the irksome restraint he strove to
place upon his conduct and utterancea
all these things eliminated in utter
relaxation when the water touched his
heated skin.
"How could you brighten me SOL" de-
lnanded Iris Historically. "You must
have felt that you were working too
hard. You made me rest. Why didn't
you rest yourself?"