The Tupelo journal. (Tupelo, Miss.) 1876-1924, 1912-04-12

Cayiey oid as me girl Commanded.
and showed her every nook and cup
board which the four walls OF the hut
contained. When they returned to
the living room where the fire was,
she dropped down on one of the hunks
with little sigh of fatigue.
you've been disobeying ORDERS" he
said, looking her over with serious
sort of smile. You've let yourself
get too tireds You'll have to make
up for 1t by being exceptionally obedi-
ent now"
AS he spoke, he shook out the sleep
iing-5ag on the bunk, behind where
she was sitting.
You're to lie down on that" he
said, until can get supper ready;
and directly after supper you're to
take this bag into whichever OF those
bedrooms you would like for yours,
and really undress and go to bed"
She assented to that after a little
ldemur. That he had rightly guessed
the degree of her fatigue was attested
by the fact that when he re-entered
the hut after dressing the fowl that
was to provide their evening meal, he
found her cuddled up upon the great
sheepskin, fast asleep.
1t was not until his rud'mentary
culinary operations were about COM
pleted that, glacing over to where she
lay. he found her regarding him with
a sleepy smile.
81 thought of something jrot as
was dropping of to Sleep" she said.
ga really beautiful idea. / tried to
call out and tell you, but was too
sleepy. hope haven't lost 1t. 1t
was something ahout-oh. / know.
Don't you suppose we might find .
clue to where the stores are hidden in
fathers journal or in the maps?"
He laid down the drum-stick he had
been about to bite into, and gazed at
her. partly in establishment. partly in
q sort Of amused dismay that the idea
had not occurred to him before. "That
suggestion" he said. us worth the
whole of my days work. OF course
that's the way to begin our search,
the only way, and tomorrow morn
ing"
Tomorrow morning! thought the
worst thing you could possibly say
would be after supper. ! wanted to
let the duck 60 and begin the search
now" She smiled at him. You'll
compromise, wont you. on directly
after support"
He assented with laugh. If you
can keep awake, but the first time
catch you nodding-"
"All right" she said, only let's hur-
ry with the duck" Then, little later.
ut can't be possible, can it, that we're
going to eat the whole of it at one
meal? It's beginning to look that
way"
There was one compensation to the
rudeness of their fare and the ex-
Equity of their equipment. Clearing
up after dinner was an operation Of
extreme simplicity.
When it was completed, Philip
heaped more wood on the fire, and in
the glow OF the cracking flames they
spread out the maps and began their
search
Il believe" said Cayley, that the
Journal will be worth more than the
maps in this search of ours tonight.
Anyway, while you work one l can
work the other"
She nodded, picked up the journal
and crossed over with 1t to another
of the hunks. There she seated her.
self, tucked her feet up comfortably
under her, tailorfashion. and. prop
ping her chin upon one palm, began to
read. The light coming from behind
her made, to Cayley's vision, misty
halo of her hair, and played softly
over the cheek and the fingers that
were half embedded in it.
The sight of her made 1t hard for
him to stick to his maps. But present
ly he looked up with sudden ques-
ton. DO you happen to find any
thing" he began, and then broke OF
shortly.
pIOAA ACI AdCC, Adl-ouduCu as ~
was, he could see that what she had
been reading just then was no mere
description of this land upon which
they had been cast away, but some
thing far more personal to the father
she had lost here.
There's something perfectly terri.
flying" she said, ''about fathers de-
scription of this man Roscoe. Over
here near the end, before the sun
came back to them, he tells of going
out for a walk by himself and of dis
covering that Roscoe was stalking
him, in the hope, he thought, OF dis
covering, in advance of the others,
where the gold ledge was. In the twi-
light father says, he looked, in his
white bear-skins, perfectly enormous
and Incredible And Philip
She closed the book, holding it tight
in both hands, and leaning forward
little as she went on, "and Philip, his
description sounds-oh, l suppose it's
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