The news=record. [volume] (Enterprise, Wallowa County, Oregon) 1907-1910, 1910-05-21
Novelized PORTER EMERSON the Play of
by Booth Harrington Harry Leon Wilson

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sons army.
Passed almost an hour ere Gilbert
Steele reached with his precious bur-
den the house of plantation manager
whom he was certain would be able
and willing to provide shelter for the
girl for the night.
Throaty baying Of dun coated
hounds sent Gilbert, startled, aback
as he drew near the dwelling, and the
sleeping girl, with a cry of terror,
urched dazedly from his arms. The
planter, aroused by the disturbance,
appeared In the doorway, his figure
silhouetted boldly In the glare of vel
low light that streamed forth into the
darkness He carried a musket. in
"eadiness for immediate action. These
were dangerous times. and night
providers were usually bent on ques-
tionable errands
"Stand back or I'll fire." he cried
threateningly leveling the weapon at
the figure Of the man his eyes dimly
discerned.
But no soc ner had he spoken than
the householder lowered the gun, for,
much TO his amazement. he beheld
coming into the path of light young
man whose face was familiar to him.
and resting on his arm was pale
faced, wan eyed young girl, whose
dainty raiment of white was torn
through contact with brers and stain
ed here and there with dirt marks.
"This young lady is far from home"
announced Gilbert, "lost her way.
needs food and rest. VIII you keep
her here until morning? l will pay
you WELL"
The planter glowered suspiciously at
them.
81 will have to ask my wife," was
his reply as he drew back into the
house. slammed the door and left the
travel worn couple standing disconso-
lately in the blackness of the night
The girl clung TO Gilbert in nervous
fear of the dogs. which. however were
leashed In a woodshed near by. He
comforted her. though he also was
dismayed--for another reason, how
ever.
Suppose the planters wife would not
take Madeleine In! What was to be
done then? Not another dwelling
within miles!
There would be only one resources.
and that was practically no resource
at all, was probably out Of the ques-
ton. for 1t meant the taking of the
girl through the lines of the distant
military camp and the procuring of
shelter of some sort for her there.
The door finally opened. Gilbert
awaited tensely the answer. The
planter again appeared.
"Come on in" he snapped. "Come
, In and explain to my wife, and If you
can satisfy her that you're all right
you can leave the young person here
for the night
With sigh Of relief at the glimmer
Of hope held out to him Gilbert half
carried his charge across the threshold
and into the living room Of the plant
er's house.
He explained that the girl had stray
ed into the woods in search of wild
flowers. had lost her way, that he had
fortunately come across her and had
guided her to the planters house, from
whence she could return home In the
morning.
No; he had had no opportunity to
take her to her own home, because
the distance was very great and he
was compelled to join his soldier COM
rades or else prove disobedient to his
superior iicer-something he would
under no circumstances do.
The planters mate surveyed them
both with keenly penetrating eyes.
Perhaps she guessed that the hand
some soldier lad had not told her all
of his story or very much of the truth
of the situation.
! Perhaps she knew that the bewilder-