The Washington times., 1912-08-07
THE TIMES DAILY SERIAL STORY Il
INTOTHE PRIMITIVE
ROBERT AMES BENNETT.
lcopyrisht 1919. Frank A. Mun..S Co,

1 He forced. upon her O. bown of hot
broth, and She drank 1t because she
could not resist his rough kindness.
| said.
Please. Mr.. Blake she protested.
she took bite and sought to eat,
throat thot she could not swallow. Tho
gan to weep.
Blakes. ciosesset lips relaxed and he
said: 'ThHt's IL: let II run OUT. You're
overwrought, There's nothing like a
good cry TO ease OF a ,woman's nerves
and l guess ladies aren't much different
tbSm ! bims ~. Women when Il comes to such
But II wapt to get the flag mend
!, al right, all fight; plenty of time
ne ne, assented. Is I'm going to see how
'nihss look down the cleft"
He 'boited down the last of his meat.
and at once left her alone to cry her.
or the signal. y
His first concern, was Tor the barri-
cade. AZ he had feared. he found that
1t had been blown to pieces. fhel greater
part OF the thorn branches which. he
rad gatnered with so much labor were
scattered TO the four corners Of the
age lin githi silence, But he did not
swear; as he would have done a week
ago. Presently his face cleared and The
peean TO whistle in a plainive' minor
Key. ,He was thinking of how she had
looked when she darted out OF the tree
a., at his call-of her concern for him.
Then when he. was SO angered at Win
thrope. she had called him Tom! "
AFTER time he went on. picking his
way over the .reHnaaHt of thef barricade
without a falrer In his @histiing. The
ratps, had, poured down the,,cle in a
torrent tearing away the ROOT matted
sSii and lsying bare the ledges in the
channel oil tho tspring rill, But aside
from an occasional boggy hole the wa.
ter had drained away -
At the foot, about thu" swollen pooi.
was a wide stretch of rubbish ana rnud
ne f"orkeda his way around the edge
sa9d solr Sas ali II She tin rmer7 w7sfs fS, the
oi,e airencnrInpg Ing lie 'swppS away at a, lively
zip, The air WAS fresh and pure after
me me stoTm, and a slight breeze tempered.
He kept ON along, the cnfr unity no
turned the point. II was not altoeetber;
adVlsaoiey TO bathe at this time OF 'day
in nut, ne had been caught: by the, cyclone
river where the soil was clay oniy bis
anxiety for. Miss Leslie had enabled
MIN to fight his way out of the ALI hut
impassabte in,6rass mhieR a6e storm
swamp naf Af da%n aae e had the TeacbsS hslfds
river ana swum across, reckless or the
crocodiles.. But the turbid water of the
stream had rid him of only part OF his
aSEIm9lated as.hnI u slime and ooze; SO now he
well as The could without soap, and
while they were drying on the sum
scorched rocks swan about In the, clear
tonic sea-water. quite. as Needless, OF
diles In the river. :"
For all this. he was back, at the bao-
bab before Miss Leslie had finished
stitching up the last slit in the flag
cd mn NJ h
attempt at smile. -, - I
II am afraid I'm, not much of a
needlewoman,,,, she sighed. Look at
Don't fret 6They'u hold fall tight.
and that's what we want" lie reassured
her. "Give 1t me now. I've got to get
It up and hurry back for a nap. No
sleep last night was out beyond the
have to go on watch. The barricade is
down"
"oh, that is too bad. Couldn't take
a turn on watch?'
today and work rebuiIdfng the .barrfg
cade tonight Toward Diognjpg II mi ght
build up the fire and take a nap" "a Z,
He caught up. the flag and its new
stan and swung away through the
He returned much ,sooner than Miss
Leslie had expected. faHd at once be-
ban to throw up small lean-to Of
behind the bsobab. The girl thought
that he was making himself q, hut in
place Of the canopy uffder which Ne had
slept before the storm, and which, like
Sut @fss s stssspsa uofE hs sSSn a
cally informed shers that tall she had, 70
do to complete her new house was to
dry some leaves.
she protested.-It will sleep inside, the
sDoc BiakeEsays MOI" he rejoined.
mot till it's dried .out." 49,. =,
She GLANCED at his face and replied
Weii.st 1 WA tS do WHAT YOU think best.
l"Thats good" he said, and went at
once to ifeTdewn 7for his much needed
He awoke just, soon, enough before
dark to see the results of her hard
days labor the. provisions stored
In the tree had been brought out to
dry, and a great stack of fuel ready
bsobabs while all about the tree the
in! heaps. Blake looked ,his admireti@
foreher industry But then his forehead
YOU Toughtn't to've d one so much,
he adnionished p
"l'l show you ! can tote fair" she
rejoirsd.. During the afternoon she had
called to mind that, odd expression OF
her Southern girl chum, and had been
waiting her opportunity to banter him
He stared at her open eyed, and then
laughed: SAY, Miss Jennie. you'd bet
ter look out. You'n be speaking Amer
ican, first -thiRgl". .-...-- -
Thereupon they fell to chattering like
children out Of school. each happy to
be able to forget for the moment that
broken figure up on the cliff-top and
the haunting fear of wlIat another day
might bring to them.
When they had eaten their fill-and
both, had keen appetites-Blake sprang
UP 1. With. a curt Good-nlght!" and
swung of down, the cleft.
The girl looked after him with lin
gerinR smile. w
denly" she .murmured. 81 was just GO
ing to thank. him for-for eyerything.
The color swept over her face In a
deep blush. and she darted around to
her tiny hut as though SOME one might
have heard her whisper.
Yet, after all, she had said nothing:
or: at least, she had merely said "every-
thing" -. .....
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