Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1909-09-15
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1t my business to see man who made
It his business to see them. It's all
very simple, but these people like to
make mystery of it. Good women
are scarcer than riches, and more to
be priced than fine gold-in my judg-
ment-so rode after them"
Marion put her hand for moment
on his coat sleeve; he looked at Dick
sic with another laugh and spoke to
her because he dared not look toward
Marion. Going back tonight, do you
say? You never are?"
Dicksie answered quite in earnest:
ooh, but we are. We must!"
why did you come, then? It's
taken half the night to get here, and
will take night and half at least to
get back"
1--WE came to ask Mr.. McCloud for
some grain sacks-you know, they
have nothing to work with at the
ranch" said Marion; "and he said we
might have some and we are to send
for them in the morning"
81 see. But we may as well talk
plainly" Smith looked at Dicksie.
''You are as brave and as game as
girl can be, l know, or you couldn't
have done this. Sacks full of sand,
with the boys at the ranch to handle
them, would do no more good to-mor-
row at the bend than bladders. The
river is flowing into Squaw lake above
there how. A hundred men that know
the game might check things yet if
they're there by daylight. Nobody
else, and nothing else on Gods earth
can"
There was silence before the fire.
McCloud broke it: 81 can put the 100
men there at daylight, Gordon, if Miss
Dunping and her cousin want them"
said McClould.
Marion sprang to her feet. ooh,
will you do that, Mr.. McCloud?"
McCloud looked at Dicksie. IF they
are wanted"
Dicksie tried to look at the fire. 1--WE
have hardly deserved help from Nr.
McCloud at the ranch she said at
last.
He put out his hand. "I must object.
The first wreck I ever had on this di-
NlSlOu MISS IOOS ~ Au11OS ~
offer help. Isn't that true? Why,
would walk 100 miles to return the
offer to her. Perhaps your cousin
would object" he suggested, turning
to Dicksie; "but no, 1 think we can
manage that Now what are we going
to do? You two can't go back to-
night, that is certain"
eve muSt"
"Then you will have to go in boats"
said Whispering Smith.
But the hill road?"
There is five feet of water across It
in half dozen places. l swan my
horse through, so 1 ought to know"
1T is all back-water, of course, Miss
Dunning," explained McCloud. Not
dangerous"
"But moist" suggested whispering
Smith, especially in the dark"
! McCloud looked at Marion. Then
let's be sensible" he said, "You and
Miss Dunning can have my tent"
rs this where you stay?" asked
Dicksie.
-Four of us sleep in the cots, when
we can, and an indefinite number lie
on the ground when it rains"
(Which is your bed?"
Il usually sleep there" He pointed
to the one on the right.
81 thought so. 1t has the blanket
folded back so neatly, just as if there
were sheets under it. I'll bet there
aren't any"
do you think this is a summer re-
sort? Knisely, my assistant, sleeps
there, but of course we are never both
] in bed at the same time; he's down
the river tonight. It's a sort of con-
tinuous performance, you know" Nc
Cloud looked at Dicksie. Take off
your coat, won't you, please?"
Whispering Smith was trying to
drag a chest from the foot of the cot,
and Marion stood watching. What
are you trying to do?"
| Get this over to the table for
seat"
"silly man! why don't you move the
tablet"
Dicksie was taking off her coat.
''How inviting it all isl" she smiled.
! Anu IuIS Is Wu0IS yOu stay.
when it rains" answered McCloud.
'Let me have your hat, too"
"My hair is sight, l know. We
rode over rocks and up gullies into the
| brush"
"And through lakes-oh, know!
can't conceive how you ever got here
| at all. Your hair is all right. This is
camp, anyway. But if you want a
! glass you can have one. Knisely is
great swell; he's just from school, and
has no end of things. I'll rob his bag"
Don't disturb Mr.. Knisely's bag for
/ the world"
But you are not taking off your hat.
| You seem to have something on your
mind
Help me to get it of my mind, will
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