Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1907-08-10
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Camera Hunt
BY HONORE. WILLSIE.
Copyright. 1907, by G. H. Sutcliffe.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
BY HONORE. wILLSIE.


Penelope took a long breath and
started on after her brother and his
wife, who were chatting with the
guide. After the rough climbing of
the morning the little plateau seemed
, heavenly. But even this respite did
not ease Penelope's sense of irritation.
Arthur's aud Alice's fad had seemed
so amusing at first that she had read
fly accepted their invitation to join
them. To hunt the wild game of the
Rockies with a camera was unique
enough to be interesting, but the hunt
of the long tailed deer, so high among
the peaks that rapid work was misery,
had been very bad. The three days
chase for snap at the black wolf had
been worse, and 1t ended in failure
But this chase for a mountain sheep
was trying Penelope beyond endur-
ance.
IT'S easy for Alice" thought poor
Penelope, digging her staff viciously
into a crevice. "She's like a bundle Of
steel wires. she loves to get up before
| daylight and crawl half mile on her
hands and knees to wait at spring
for some silly beast to come for a
drink. But I'm just worn out. Alice!
Arthur
The three enthusiasts ahead turned
back. ."You three leave me here in the
shade of this rock and come back for
me when you are finished. 1 am worn
| out"
Arthur looked at Penelope in dismay.
"But don't You want to seeAa mountain
sheep?" he coaxed. "Sinee the black
tailed deer were in the river bottom
this morning tue sheep are sure to be
| up here. Just think, Penelope, one Of
those curious, rare mountain sheepg'
But even this vision failed to move
his sister. She shook her head. Alice
! gave a resigned little sigh.
"I'll stay with you, Penelope" she
said.
mo, you won't" said Arthur hastily.
"Its not safe. Two women are no
better than one here"
! Here the guide interposed. He had
been with them but day, but already.
besides being their guide, he was their
counselor and friend. He was too well
bred to be treated otherwise. Penelope
/ booked at the stalwart, heavily beard
cd fellow In a troubled way. His re,
semblance to Dick in spite of the
beard was startling.
"Now, I tell you, Mr.. Seymore," he
said, ''yCu know as much about this
/ huofrnns m 7 10 o0d x3rs, toI1 mo o0,1
have been up this trail half dozeu
times before, Why can't / stay here
| with your sister, fix up camp for the
! night and let Mr.. and Mrs. Seymore 60
ON and locate the sheep?"
GOOD, goodr' exclaimed Seymore.
Mrs. Seymore looked little dubious
but Penelope spoke eagerly. Here was
chance for an hour or two of rest
that was not to be foregone.
'It will only be couple of hours
she said pleadingly. You will be back
before dark and I am SO tired, and,
she added artfully, you may miss
your only chance at the mountain
sheep"
"Come on, Arthur" said Mrs. Sey
more. and the two started or up the
mountain.
The little plateau on which the col
loquy had taken place was smooth and
wide. With little spring trickling Out
| Of the great wall of the mountain
Penelope sat quietly watching the dis
tant peaks in the afternoon light while
the guide set about his preparation fol
the nights camp. watching Penelope
4 surrept1tiously the while. Very lovely
was the sunlight on the masses of hel
hair, the quick glow of color in bel
cheeks, the delight In her eyes as she
looked at the, distant glory of the eau
yon walls.
Finally her gaze wandered to tn,
guide as his work brought him clos'
beside her, and again the troubled lool
came to her eyes
"Do you know" she said abruptly
you have a resemblance to some on
used to know that is startling"
I, The guide Strengthened himself ant
looked at her keenly. els that soT
: he said In his quiet way.
' Without knowing why, she added
!. at was some ono who was very dea
to me-"
: "And nowr' said the guide tents
4 lively.
There Is no now" said Penelope
:, rising and walking toward the edge O
the plateau
The guide watched her anxiously
Not too near the edge, please" b
called
Penelope did not answer. Far, 70
below curled the silvery line that wa
the river, then up and up chaos G
u color ID the rock masses, and silenc,
silence 30 intense that, though ever
: sense was keen to catch the brillianc
u Of the canyon coloring. Penelope stoo
n counting her own heart beats. Sh
i leaned over little to look at the ledR
Is below her
e, And then the thing hapnena1 -