Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1912-07-02

ON mir. and he felt inclined to keep
watching behind to see II the trail
were not curling up and rolling down
the line after him
Next day Freckles saw them COM
ing. The angel was standing. waving
her hat. He sprang on bis wheel and
raced. joIting and pounding. down the
corduroy to meet them. The Bird
Woman stopped the horse. and the an
gel gave km the bit Of print paper.
Freckles leaned the wheel against Z
tree and took the proof with eager
fingers. He had never before seen q
study from any Of his chickens He
stood staring. When he lifted bis
face to them It was transngured with
delight.
"You see!" he exclaimed, and fell to
gazing again. "Oh. me little chickenF
he cried. "Oh. me Elegant little chick
en-. Id be giving al me money In the
bank for you!'
Then he thought Of the angels mum
and Mrs. Duncan's hat and added:
"Or Mt least all but what I'm needing
bad for something else. Would you
m!ud my stopping at the cabin q min
ute and showing this to Mother Dun
canT" he asked.
Freckles went hurrying on ahead,
and they drove up in time to see Mrs
Duncan gazing as II awestruck and to
hear her bewildered "Weel. ! be draw.
ed on"
Freckles and the angel helped the
Bird Woman to establish herself for
long stay nj the mouth Of Sleepy
Snake creek. Then she sent them
away and waited what luck w""'5
bring to her
Looks as II some one had been cut.
ting q 6agpole." said the angel. run
ming the toe of her shoe around q
small stump. evidently cut that sea
son. "Freckles what would anybody
cut tree ~ small an that forr'
II don't know" said Freckles.
"Well. but I want to know" said
the angel. Nobody came away IN
here and cut It just for fun. They've
taken It away. Let's 60 back and see
II we can see 1t anywhere around
there"
She retraced her steps and began
searching eagerly. Freckles did the
same.
There II is." he exclaimed at last
cleaning Just A. naturally against the
trunk Of that big maple"
Eyes. and leaning there has killed o
patch Of bark" said the angel. "Set
how dried up II looks"
Freckles stared at her.
"Angel." he shouted. Il bet you it,
q marked treer
"Course II is.' cried the angel. I'll
L. one Of Jacks marked trees."
The clear. ringing echo Of strongly
swung axes came crashing through th'
Limberlost.
"'Tis the gang" shouted Freckles
They're clearing a place to make thu
camp. Let's 70 help!
Get out your hatchet." commanded
the angel II predict this Is the mos.
valuable tree In the swamp. You
found II. I'm going to play that you're
my knight. Now. you nail my colors
on It"
She united q blue bow In her halr
and doubled II against the tree. The
ange; had called him her knight! How
be- loved her. She must not see his
face or surely her quick eyes would
read what be was lighting to hide. He
did not dare lay bis lips on that ribbon
then. but that night he would return
10 Il. When they had gone little dis
lance they both looked back. and the
morning breeze Get the bit Of blue
waving them o farewell
She reached him her hand, and. like
two children. they broke into q run as
they came nearer the gang They left
the swamp by the west road and fol-
lowed the trail until they found the
men To the ungel It seemed complete
chaos-
In the shadiest spot on the west side
Of the line. close to the swamp aud
very close to Freckles' room. they were
cutting down bushes and clearing out
space for tent for the mems sleeping
quarters. another for dining hall and
Q board shack for the cook. The team
sters were unloading. the horses were
cropping leaves from the bushes. aud
each man wns doing his part toward
the construction Of the new Limber'
lost Quarters