The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1907-10-30
The End of
The Trail.
Nv IFANNETTr WI CON
By JEANETTE WILSON.
Copyrighted. 1907. by Jessie Morgan,

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"pe"ei e''e'' eo'''' VI '"''e so''"se IL
Tue s'iele anu aN"i'eu "eNeiei'hieii's'
iheN expected 'he worst 10 happeh'
Tor lielcn' thelf tehueriS ana pahctii-
ioasls rei'rea daughter, hau broken
AWAY from uoinesuc Restraint shu put
INTO action an lheompfehehsibie I'M
pulse 10 spend hef vacation IN 'he
haehweoas OF Maine
reckless ana decidedly unlauy-
like procedure, MT wright eharae-
teilzed II
MrS, Wright eAiressed her uisap-
proSai more lel''a'iNeiN-
won there DE very 'eush men
.hete' iieleil!
Nonsense ilotheti was ieieh y
emphatic reply: only really Nee men
go on TO the "eoas-iiiel VINO love hsh-
iiis ana hunting anu peautilui scenery
anu ana tHlilss IKE tiia'. hnt we
siris shah nave anSthihs To DO with
the men ahAWa We're gong To nave
camp 10y ourselves, you Know anu
se OH on long Trips with the guides.
ilh si'e suiaes. easped MIS-.
WIZ NJ iiaNe you lost All sense OF
proPrie.a' iieieh
'uiues' hlo'hef dear, explained
iieisii Eoot' ii"euieul., are hothlis ou.
tieeS "S men "aIhihs' lhcl haSeh
tiie ieas' iied WHO'S traiiiliS on De
nina ,hehl. Men, women OF ehiidren-
II All tie same 10 them.
theory 'i"ie Ingenious ihah con
'iii''iiE' 'ei'laihea her iattlet sotto
Noee'
Neeh elll'sed peiore any Word
eaii'e from iieieh' IL TOOK me form OF
l'os."s anu ran us loiioNs
niS Is heavenly Place' Seen OH
on seNeIai aa! tflf'S. lave Euaran-
.eea ti'oiSeaonS' aaheee PROOF guide
very haheSeiie' thonGh anu fairly IN
'eilieeht Tor Woodsihah. start today
vi io"i VI ilNe a"1s Jau"t over the
MOUNTAINS Don worry about me
Never WIS hallilet III my HE.
III sl'l'e u the eueSaht eheefialhess
Vi ileiei' i''eSshse Sif. Wright looked
"ofrted. ana MS tittle VILE shook her
Hetu "uoiouSh
u give ailsthiiis 10 SEE her THIS
minute, sle signed, but hefelful
i'oN iueliee Sllafea llef tle shock oil H.
i"i 1T eiie "'tuai moment oi her moth
et Sollelt'i'ie lieieh, her immaculate
hhakl SKIRT bedragged and mud stain,
ed, Her STYLISH buckskihs diseoiored
aiia eahea win Deg SOIL her suhburhed
luce siiiearea WIN lily i"tioh' was sitting
pes'oc slrills III the woods huhsrhy
aeN"ufiiB II loheheoil OF pork sand
Wleies anu uousnhu's. ihcidehtaliy'
100 siic was adhlrlhs me picturesque
n'.ltuae oil me eniae rs ne s'irred the
eoiiee oaopiIls HhefriiN III I'm pan
susfei'lea on aH iihproNisen crane over
hre OF nrhshWooi AS ne hlied TN
cup Win tine not fragrant beverage
anu lass'd IL TO her the sleeve OF MS
ha'iiiei SHIRT Sllplled DICK signify anu
iieieh was amazed NJ 'he "iitchess Oh
MS arm III contrast win the copper
colored wfists ana hahds. she almost
Volced her SURPRISE pu' checked her'
sell Ill 'iIhe 10 squire hiiii "iiparrhSs
iiien'.
AS the Gays went ON iieieh o'iiized
every opportunity 10 "arh what
thoughts ihN heiihd inns ihhh as
sumed mask oil sell ehacement' for
even II woodsnan' she argued must
have ambitions and some powers OF
Imagination. mat he was tender
hearted she discovered inadvertently.
She would never forget the thrill she
had felt when one morning as they
were padding silently and rhythmlcai-
ly down Clenr river, she ut the bow
and the guide ut the stern, he had
whispered suddenly: There's deer.
Sit perfectly still"
Nearer and nearer the unconscious
little creature they stole until sudden
~ he raised his head, his whole body
tent with alertness, and stood looking
Mt them curiously Then, with snort
of fear he leaped into the bushes and
disappeared through the cracking un
derbrush into the forest For mo
ment no one spoke. Then Helen turn
ed suddenly around. almost overturn-
Ing the canoe I'm her eagerness.
"Do men shoot those exquisite cren-
turesf" she asked. looking at the guide
with wide. Incredulous eyes.
"Some do" he answered laconically
"I'd rather nut my arms around them
myself"
Helen breathed n deep sigh of relief
and took up the paddle again. She was
unaware that after this the danger
proof guide" the while his keen eyes
scanned the river ON either side for n
telltale sway of the bushes. watched
with no less intentness the graceful
swing of her rounded white arms. Nor
did she guess that the contrary wind
against which they were struggling
seemed to him n special favor, as 1t
blew back her wavy hair, In color sug
gestive of the bright tawny cent of n
deer. but far more lustrous.
On the day set TO turn back on the
trail the rain fell In a steady down
pour, and they We're Obliged to walt
over TIL the sun should shine again.
Late In the afternoon, there being
some feeble signs of clearing, Helen