The Press., 1907-11-13

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 I know them" said Helen softly 'It's pity the complete harmony hap pens so seldom, isn't it? I wish b, some magic 1 could change places witt the woman you are longing for now"
 He smiled at her with q brightness that transfigured his usually serious face.
 "I would have you stay where yol are," he said gently, "only would have you love me. There is not enougl magic in the world for that, I fear''
 When Helen woke the next morning b the words "at the end of the trail, a the end of the trail" kept ringing ii her ears Soon their significance flash ed across her. She had promised tt give him an answer at the end of tn, trail, and today they were to start fo home.
 With each step of the way she de bated the question, What did sht know of him? Only that he was strong and handsome. full of certain shy hu nor, lover of nature. courteous anf gentle, yet firm and masterful Was that enough to justify her taking tho unknown on faith?
 From time to time she watched bis manly figure swinging along with pic turesque ease and freedom, and hel heart thrilled with the pride of posses sion. He loved her. and she was quite sure But she did not have to say the words until the end of the trail should come into view.
 1t came at last, just across a noun tain stream that went surging noisily past them. On the edge of the stream the guide paused and waited for the others to catch up with him. 70
 There's no wading across today he observed knowingly. "The stream has risen foot since we forded it be- fore. I'll have to carry you girls over.''
 One by one the others were landed safely on the opposite bank Helen was oblivious of their squeals of fear and shouts of laughter. All she could think of was that in a few minutes it would Ee i' urn. At last he stood before her. .~, king down thoughtfulIy upon her upturned face.
 Are you ready?" he asked gently.
 If the guide is," she answered,
 Then ne took her in his strong arms and stepped into the rapidly flowing stream. She could feel his labored breathing, but even when his foot slip- ped on q rolling stone she felt no fear.
 Just as they reached the other side Helen suddenly let her head rest against his shoulder.
 'That was lots more fun than wad- ing" she whispered shyly.
 In his glad surprise he almost lost his footing, but only for a moment Observing that the rest of the party had already disappeared from sight, he held her close and kissed her again and again.
 ,"It's side by side to the end of the trail now, dearest," he said, looking down lovingly into her eyes. ..>' ~'r'
 Except over the hard places. You'll carry me then" . . ..< .r
 And never feel the burden, little one. But are you sure you'll be con- tent to be a woodsman's wife?'
 Quite sure-as long as you are con- tent to be woodsmal." she answered entgmatically.
 "And what will your family say? They probably never even heard my name"
 They'll be terribly shocked, especial ly father" she answered mischievous- ly, holding up to his astonished view letter addressed to himself.
 ''I found it in the boat yesterday. MT. Richard Millert, attorney at law" confessed Helen. Its a wise child that knows her fathers own handwrit- ing" y And then, since they had reached the end of the trail. between laughter and kisses "the indigenous. danger proof" guide owned up to Helen how through the loving anxiety of her fla ther the opportunity came to him of laying siege tO her heart