Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1908-02-15
Copyright, 1905, by the Curtis Publishing Company.
Copyright, 1906, by Robert w. Chambers.

DAt0' 4 10 "a oOAh VA PAIAlNB hE
guns is in pairs, sixty yards apart in
line, an the rules is walk straight
ahead, dogs to heel until first cover is
reached; fire straight or to quarter
never blankin' nor wipin' no eyes, and
ground game counts as feathers for the
Shotover cup"
"Ohl It's a skirmish line that walks
straight ahead?' said Siward, nodding
straight ahead, sir. No stoppin', no
turnin' for hedges, fences, water or
rock. There is boats FIR deep water
and fords marked and corduroy FIR to
pass the Seven Dreens. Luncheon at
1, miss, an hours rest, then straight
on over hill, valley, rock and river to
the rondyvoo atop Osprey ledge. You'll
see the poles and the big nests, sir.
It's there they score for the cup and
there when the bag is counted the
traps are ready to carry you home
again" And to Siward "Will you
draw for your lady, sir? 1t is the Gus
tom"
Are you my 1adyY" he asked,
turning to Sylvia.
DO you want me?"
In the smiling luster of her eyes the
tiniest spark flashed out at him, a
hint at defiance for somebody, perhaps
for Major Belwether, who had taken
considerable pains to enlighten her as
to Siward's condition the night be-
fore; perhaps also for Quarter, who
had naturally expected to act as her
gun bearer in emergencies.
I'm probably a poor shot," she said,
looking smilingly straight into ST.
wards eyes. "But If you'll take me-
Il will with pleasure" he said.
Dawson, do we draw for position
Very well, then" And he drew a
slip of paper from the box offered by
the head keeper
"No. T." said Sylvia, looking over his
shoulder "Come out to the starting
line, Mr.. Siward. All the positions are
marked with golf disks What sort
of ground have we ahead, Dawson?"
kind O stiff, miss" grinned the
keeper. "Pity your gentleman amt
drawed the meadows an Sachem hill
line. win you choose your dog, sir9"
you have your dog, you know OBJ
served Sylvia demurely, and Siward,
glancing among the impatient settlers,
saw one white, heavily feathered dog
straininc at his leash and waggina
frantically, brown eyes fixed ON him.
The next moment Sycamore was
free, devouring his master with ca
,oe,caS ty,a rrfrl JaolyiuU an IN S,,,UEw .,
silence, and presently, side by side, the
man, the girl and tin dog were stroll
ing off to the starting line. where al
ready people were gathering In groups,
selecting dogs, fowling pieces, COM
pairing numbers and discussing the
merits Of their respective lines of ad.
vance.
Ferrall, busily energetic and in high
spirits, greeted them gayly, pointing
out the red disk bearing their num-
Der, Z, where 1t stood out distinctly
above the distant scrub of the fore
land.
"You two are certainly up against
itg' he said, grinning. There's only
one rougher line, and you're in for
thorns and water and a scramble
scross the backbone of the divide"
"Is ii any good?" asked Siward.
"Good-if you've got the legs and
Sylvia doesn't play baby
III" she said Indignantly. Kemp
you annoy me. And l will bet you
now" she added, flushing, "that your
old cup Is ours"
wait" said Siward, laughing. 1--WE
may not shoot straight"
"You will. Kemp, I'll wager what
ever you dare"
Gloves? Stockings against ciga
rette caser' he suggested.
Done" she said disdainfully, NOV
ing forward along the skirmish line
with a nod and smile for the groups
now disintegrating into couples-tht
| Page boys with Eileen Shannon ant
Rena Bonnesdel. Marion Page follow
ed by Alderdene. Mrs, Vendenning anC
Major Belwether and the Tassel CIR
| conveyed by Leroy Mortimer. Farthel
along the line. taking post, she saw
! Quarter and Miss Caithness, Captain
| Voucher with Mrs. Mortimer and 9th
ers too distant to recognize moving
across country with glitter and glin
! of sunlight on slanting gun barrels.
And now Ferrall was climbing int,
his saddle beside his pretty wife, VIII,
sat her horse like boy. the white fla
| lifted high in the sunshine, watching
the firing line until the last laggar,
] was in position.
Gan right Gracew said Ferrall brisk
! ~. Down went the white flag. Tn
far ranged line started into motion
straight across country, dogs at heel
From her saddle Mrs. Ferrall coult
See the advance strung out far ahel'
from the dark spots moving along TIA
FellS boundary to the two couple
trayersing the salt meadows to north
Crack! \ distant report came faintl
over the uplands against the wind
Voucher" observed Ferran, 'proba
bly, snipe. Hank! Hes struck theI
/ again, Grace"
Mrs Elr1-aIl Nvafcbfug cz1riously