Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1912-10-11

the wall and took down the Winches-
ter which he handed her.
This one is ready for service, and
you will find a revolver on the shelf.
There is only one possible way OF &C
cess to this cabin; that's down those
rock stairs. One man, one woman.
child, even, with these weapons could
hold 1t against an army"
Couldn't / go with your"
ION that foot?"
Enid pressed her wounded foot upon
| the ground. 1t was not so painful
when resting, but she found she could
not walk a step on it without great
suffering.
81 might carry you part OF the way"
said the man. Il carried you last
night, but it would be impossible, all
of It,"
Promise me that you will be back
by nightfall. with Uncle Bob and"
81 shall be back by nightfall. but
can't promise that l will bring any
body with me-"
| IOu u0dns =
"You saw what the cloudburst near
ly did for you" was tie quick an
swer. of they did not get out of that
pocket, there is nothing left of them
now"
But they must have escaped" per
sisted the girl, fighting down her
alarm at this blunt statement of posi-
BILE peril. Besides, Uncle Robert and
most of the rest were climbing one of
the peaks, and"
"They will be all right, then; but II
/ am to find the place and tell them
] your story, l must go now"
He turned, and without another
word or a backward glance, scrambled
down the hill The girl limped to the
brink of the cliff over which he had
plunged and stared after him. She
watched him as long as she could see
him, until he was lost among the
trees. II she had anybody else to de
pend upon. she would certainly have
felt differently toward him; when
Uncle Robert, and her aunt, and the
children, and old Kirkby, and the rest
surrounded her, she could hate that
man IL spite of all he had done for
her, but now she stared after him de
terminedly making his way down the
mountain and through the trees. II
was with difficulty she could restrain
herself from calling him back.
The silence was most oppressive
the loneliness was frightful. She had
been alone before in those mountains
but from choice: now the fact thai
there was no escape from them made
the sensation a very different one.
She sat down and brooded over hel
situation until she felt that If she die
not do something and in some way di
vert her thoughts she would breal
down again He had said that tn,
cabin and its contents were hers Sh,
resolved to inspect them more close
ly. She hobbled back into the grea
room and looked about her again
There was nothing that demanded
careful scrutiny. She wasn't quit,
sure whether she was within the pro
prieties or not, but she seized the old
est and most worn of the volumes OF
The shelf 1t was text book on min
ing and metallurgy. she observed, an,
opening it to the fly leaf. across tn
page she saw written in firm. VIC
orous masculine hand a name, xvi
liam Berkeley Newbold." and be
meath these words, "Thayer Hall. Hal
vard," and a date some seven year
back
The owner of that book. whether tn
present possessor or not, had been
college man. Say that he had gradJ
ated at twenty-one or twenty-five. b
would be twenty-eight or twenty-nin
years old now, but If so, why tina
white hair? Perhaps. though. tn
book did not belong to the man Of tn
cabin.
She turned to other books on tn
shelf. Many of them were technics
books, which she had sufficient &c.
eral culture to realize could be onl
available to a man highly educatet
and special student of mines an
mining-a mining engineer. she d.
cided, with glance at those instr
ments and appliances Of a scientif
character plainly, but Of whose actui
use she was ignorant.
A rapid inspection Of the otht
books confirmed her in the conciusio
that the man of the mountains wa
indeed the owner OF the collection
There we're a few well worn volume
of poetry and essays. Shakespeare.
Bible, Bacon. Marcus Aurelius. Epict
tus. Keats, small dictionary, cor
pendious encyclopedia, just the book
she thought, smiling at her concei
that a man of education and cultul
would want to have upon desert
land where his supply Of literatul
would be limited
The old ones were autographed ,
the first book she had looked in; OF
ers, newer additions to the little
brary, II she could Judge their conc
ton, were unsigned.
Into the corner cupboard and Il
drawers. Of course. she did not LOO
There was nothing else in the roo
to attract her attention, save son
piles Of manuscript neatly arrang'
on one of the shelves. each one cove
ed with a square of board and Ike
D. in place by pieces of glistening quart
Is There were four of these piles and a
other half the. size of the first TO
on the table These. of course, she d
not examine, further than to note tn