The Washington times., 1912-07-26
THE TIMES DAILY Serial STORY
INTO TIE PRIMITIVE
ROBERT AMES BENNETT
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morning, and what is more, i have had
.',You have IL ys your. growlsd blake.
well. let me tell you, ,s Miss Leslie 4 a
lady and II she don't want to &C. that
settles H. But as to you-yousiI 90.
II have TO kick you every step"
into = childish Whine: "Dcn't-don't
You do It, Blake. Oh, I say. Miss
Geneyieve. how can. you. stand by and
see him abuse me like this?"
Miss Leslie. Her face was flushed and
downcast with humiliation for her
ffiend. II seemed incredible that q n1an
Of his breeding should betray such weak
A quick change came over Blake's
Look here.", he muttered. Il guess
I'm enoaeh OF a sport TO Know somt-
thing about fair play. Wins coming
down with the fever and's no more to
blame for doing the baby act than he'll
be when he gets the deiirium and CAB
bles.
own affairs,a said winthrope,
You're entirely welcome. It's what
I'm doing. Do you understand. Miss
Indeed, yes; ana I wish to thank
you. I had noticed how patient you
have been"
Pardon me, Miss Leslie" rasped
Winthrope. Can you not see that Tor
and patience is the height VI inpertl-
nence7 In England. now, such insuf-
"That'n 10 broke in Blake. TITS time
for us to trot along"
"But, Mr.. Blake, II he is ILL
Just the reason why he should keep
moving. No more OF your gao, WIN!
Give your Jaw Jaw E Al, lay.9ff and try wris-
Wfnthrope turned away. crimson with
s BAKE % paused only for a parting word
with Miss Leslie: IT nnSy you want ,,,s some n,,s
yourself q pair Of. moccasins cut of the
scraps OF skin. You can't stay in this
gully all the time. You've got to tramp
around some. and those slippers must
"They are still serviceable. Yet. II
you think" ..y.. .....s
you'll need good, tough poecasins
soon enough. singe on the hair and
do a fair Job maybe IN empioye you as
my cobpler,. soon as get the hide on
one. Of these skittish antelope"
Miss Leslie nodded and smiled in re-
swung away after WInthrope she stood
| for some time wondering at herself. A
| few days since she knew she would
have taken B|ake's remark as an insult
| rather S pleased that he should SO note
\ her ability to be of service.
When she reused herself and began
| singeing the hair from the odds and
| ends Of leopard skin she discovered a
! new sensation to add TO her list Of un.
pleasant experiences. But she did no,
pause until the last patch OF hair crtspet
close to the half-curved surface of ths
hide .e.t
Fetching her penknife and her thorr
and catgut from the boabab, she gath
| cred the pieces of skin together and
walked along the cleft to the ladder
tree There had been time enough fol
Blake and Winthrope to set up the sig
nal and she was curious to see how 4
Hooked.
She paused at the foot of the tree ant
gaxed up to where the withered crown
lay crushed against the edge OF TIT
cliff
The height Of the rocky wall mad,
her hesitate, yet the men. In passint
up and down, had 30 cleared away tn
twigs ana leaves and broken tn,
branches on the upper side of tn,
trunk, that 1t offered a fairly cas-!
means Of ascent.
The one difficulty was to reach tn,
lower branches She could hardly toucl
them with her finger-tips.
A Continuation Of This Story VII
BE Found In Tomorrow's
Issue Of The Times.