The evening world., 1909-02-22
Copyright. 1905 by Harper & Bros)
sysrSSSsrst.sssssstS OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES 90
Author Of THE Spoilers"

quarter OF mile above which ran out
almost to the cut bank. Come! help
you get feex."
Runnlon shrank from his protrered as
sistance half fearfully, but, treasured
allowed the Frenchman to help him
towards the shore.
I'VE tell It de first boat bout YOU. an
dey pick you up, You wait here, Nicola. &"
The girl watched her rescuer guide
Runnion UP to the level OF the woods,
then disappear with him In the frs, and
was relieved to See them emerge upon the
river bank again further on, for she had
feared for an instant that Poleon might
forget. There seemed to be no danger,
however, for he was crashing through
the brush In advance OF the other, who
followed laboriously.
once Runnion gained the high point,
he would be able to command view Of
both reaches OF the river, and could
make signals to attract the first steam
boat that CHANGED to come along With
out doubt craft OF some sort would
pass from one direction or the other by
Tomorrow at latest or, II not, she and
Poleon could send back succor to him
from the first habitat ton they encoun.
tered. The two men disappeared again,
and her fears had begun to prey on her
a second time when she beheld the big
Canadian returning,
He was hurrying a bit, apparently to
be rid OF the mosquitoes that swarmed
about him, and she marked that in
addition to whipping himself with
handful Of BURBERRY bushes. he wore
Runnon's coat to protect his shoulders.
Wool. Dose skeeter bug is hongry,"
he cried. Let's We pass on de river
queeck."
You don't touch him again."
No, no. I'm trough wit i'm"
She was only too eager 10 be away
from the spot, and an instant later they
were at!oat in the Peterborough.
Dis nice batteau," Poleon remarked,
critically. Il max Il go fas'," and be-
gan to row swiftly, seeking the breeze
of the open river In which TO shake off
the horde of singing pests that had
risen with the sun. Il come way queeck
WltOut tinkin bout gun or skeeter net
or not'in Runnion she's len me dis
| do jus now, eh?"
How did you leave him? Is he badly
inlured?"
No, bus It up on de face an de rib,
hat she's feelin' good now, Yes I'm
leave i'm nice place for stop an wait on
de steamboat p'aiitee spruce bough for
set on"
She began to shuider again and. sem
si,ive TO her every motion. he asked.
sollCltously. II she were sick. but she
shook her head
'I-I-was thinking what-supposins
you hadn't come? oh, Poleon you
don't know what you saved me from"
She leaned forward and laid a tiny,
grateful hand on the huge brown paw
that rested on his oar. Il wonder II
can ever forget?'
She noted that they were running with
the current, and inquired:
Where are We going"
wal, | can't pull dis boat 'gainst dat
current, 50 | guess We pass on TIL
lin my shirt, den blmeby We pick 1t up
some steamboat an 60 home"
Five miles below his quick eye de-
tected his submerged "bark' lodged
beneath some Overhanglng frs which,
from the waters action, had fallen for
ward into the stream, and By rare good
fortune II was still upright, although
dWdSU, ne lp"eU II To l!lt NEXT sdNI
bar where he wrurg out and donned
his shirt, then tipped the water from
the smaller craft, and making It fast
astern Of the Peterborough, set out
again Towards noon they came in
sight Of a little stern-wheelcd craft that
puffed and battered manfully against
the sweeping current. hiding behind the
points and bars and following the
slackest water.
IT'S the Mission boat" cried Necia.
IT'S the Mission boat Father Barnum
will be aboard"
She waved Ter arms madly and min
gied her voice with POleOn's until
hack-robed figure appeared beside the
pilOt-hOuse.
Father Rarnumw she screamed. and
recognizing her he sigraled back.
soon they We're alongside, and a pair
Of Siwash drcllsnd. lifted Npc!a
aboard, DDret following after, the pain