The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1907-03-20
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Camera Hunt |
BY HONORE WILLSIE.
Observation-Disclosures
Copyright. 1907. by c. H. sutclne.

htoa ttt on 'ilteI ucI hIotneE uuu HIS
wife. who We're chatting with the
guide. After the rough climbing of
the morning the little plateau seemed
heavenly. But even this respite did
not ease Peneiope's sense of irritation.
Arthur'S and Aliee's fad had seemed
SO amusing at first that she had read
them. To hunt the wild game of the
Rockies with camera was unique
enough to be interesting. but the hunt
of the long tailed deer, 50 high among
the peaks that rapid work was misery,
had been very bad The three days
chase for n snap at the black wolf had
been WORSE, and it ended in failure
But this chase for a mountain sheep
WAS trying Penelope beyond endur-
anec
ITS easy for Alice" thought poor
Penelope, digging her staff viciously
into 4 crevice. shes like IA bundle of
steel wires SHE loves to get up before
daylight and crawl half Il mile on her
hands and knees to wait at Il spring
for some silly beast 10 come for
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 am worn
out"
Arthur looked ut Penelope in diSmay.
But don't You want 70 see II mountain
Sheep" he coaxed. "Since the black
tailed deer We're in the river bottom
this morning the sheep are sure to be
up here. Just think, Penelope. one of
those curious, rare mountain sheep"
But even this vision failed TO move
his sister She shook her head Alice
gave a resigned little sigh.
"fll stay with you. Penelope" she
said
NO. you won't said Arthur hastily
It's not safe. Two women are no
better than one here
Here the guide interposed. He had
been with them but Il day, but already,
besides being their guide, he was their
counselor and friend. He was too well
bred to be treated otherwise Penelope
looked at the stalwart, heavily beard
ed fellow in II troubled way His re
sembanee to Dick in spite of the
beard was startling.
Nov. ! tell you, Mr. Scymore," he
said, you know as much about this
business as | do, and you tell me you
have been up this trail half Il dozen
times before Why can't stay here
with your sister, fix up camp for the
night and LET Mr. and Mrs Seymore go
on and locate the Sheep"
Good, good," exclaimed Seymore.
Mrs. Seymore looked little dubious,
but Penelope spoke eagerly. Here was
a chance for an hour or two of rest
that was not TO be foregone.
at will only be n couple of hours"
she said pleahingly. You will be back
before dark. and am 40 tired. and"
she added artfully, you may miss
Your only chance M the mountain
sheep.
come on, Arthur said Mrs. Sey-
more and the two started off up the
mountain
The little plateau on which the col
loquy had taken place was smooth and
wide, with a 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 for
the nights camp, watching Penelope
surreptitiously the while. Very lovely
was the sunlight OH the masses of her
hair. the quick glow Of color In her
cheeks, the delight in her eyes as she
looked at the distant glory of the can
yon walls.
Finally her gaze wandered to the
guide rs his work brought him close
beside her, and again the troubled look
came 10 her eyes.
"Do you know" she said abruptly,
you have n resemblance to some one
| used to know that is startling"
The guide Strengthened himself and
looked at her keenly. rs that sof'
he said in his quiet way.
Without knowing why, she added,
at was some one who was very dear
10 me"
"And nowT' said the guide tenta-
lively.
"There is no now" said Penelope,
rising and walking toward the edge of
the plateau.
The guide watched her anxiously.
Not too near the edge. please" he
called.
Penelope did not answer Far, far
below curled the silvery line that was
the river, then up and up chaos of
color in the rock masses, and silence
silence 50 intense that, though every
sense was keen to catch the brilliancy
OF the canyon coloring, Penelope stood
counting her own heart bea ts She
leaned over little to look ut the ledge
below her.
And then the thing happened = a
sudden vertigo, a hoarse cry from be-
hind her, a sense of endless falling
then Inconsistencies.
After ages Of nothingness she open
cd her eyes-far above, the sky with
a glory of sun and snow, grandeur
Of distant peaks and far horizon, then
sense OF pain and with 1t mans
voice calling:
Penelope Penelope" And above
the brush grown ledge on which she
lay mans face looked down upon
her.
"Hcre l am. I'm all rightr she call
ed back weakly.
"Wiil you lie perfectly still while I
get the rope" called the guide. FOR
heavens sake, don't mover And the
face disappeared. leaving Penelope
alone with the blue above and the far
circling of an eagle about the crags.
Then rope with carefully ad-
justed slip moose dangled beside her.
Can you put it over your head and
under your armsf" the guide called.
"For my sake, Penelope, be careful!
And look up at me all the time. Don't
look down into the canyon"
Too bruised and shaken to be sur