The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1913-10-23


q q reporter
There WIS much truth In what he
said. but Cavanagh refused to go fur
TIER In the matter until he had con-
suited with Redheld.
-very we'll" replied Hartley. That's
settled. BY the way. who IL your pa
tjentT'
Eloquently. concisely. Ross told the
story. Just a poor old mounted hobo.
Q survival Of the cowboy west" he
said. "but he had the heart Of hero
In him. and I'm doing my best to save
him"
Keep him In the dark-that's the
htest theory-or under red light
white light brings out the ulcers"
.He hates darkness That's one rea-
500 why I've opened the doors and
windows"
-Ail wrong According TO Finsen.
he wouldn't pit In the dark. However.
\ doesn't matter on a cowboy. You've
Q great story yourself There's a hne
situation here. which I'll play MP II
you don't object"
Cavanngh smiled would my OBJ
tection have any weightr'
The reporter laughed. "Not much.
rye got to carry back some sort Of
game. Well. so long ] must hit the
trail over the hill"
Cavanagh made civil answer and re-
turned 10 his patient more than half
convinced that Hartley was right.
The power Of the press" might prove
b be very real force In this pursuit
As the journalist was about TO
mount his horse he discovered Lee
Virginia on the other side Of the
creek. "Helior' said he Il wonder
what this pretty maiden means.
And. dropping his bride rein again.
be walked down to the bridge.
Swenson iuterposed his tall figure.
swhat do you wantY' he asked blunt
b. "You don't want to get too close.
You've been talking to the ranger"
Hartley strdied him coolly. Are you
Q ranger tooY-
sNo. only q guard"
"why are you leaving Cavanagh to
play II alone In thereT'
Lee explained He won't let any
q us come near him"
''Quite right" retorted Hartley
promptly. They say smallpox has
lost its terrurs. but when you're eight
hours bard trail from q doctor or q
hospital it's still what I'd call . for
midabIe enemy. However. Cavanagh's
Sruupoa an ha saya~
I'VE don't know that" Lee said.
and her hands came together In a
spasm of fear. Are you Q doctorr
-No: I'm only a newspaper man. but
I've had q LOT Of experience with
plaques Of all sorts-had the yellow
fever In Porto Rico and the typhoid In
South Africa: that's why I'm out here
ricochetting over the bills. But who
are you. may ask1 You look like the
rose Of Sharon"
My name Il Lee wetherford." she
answered. with childish directness. for
there was something compelling In the
mans voice and eyes. And this Ia
was approaching.
"You are not out here for your
health" be stated. rather thoughtful
ly. How happens II you're hereT
II was born herein the Fork"
His face remained expressionless-
81 don't believe II. Can such maidens
come out Of Roaring Forkf Mt. But
don't mean that. What are you
doing up here In this wildernessr
Lie took "A part In the converse ton
Another Inspector" she asked a. she
numbered up
That's me-" he replied-"sberlock
Holmes. Vidocq. all rolled into one.
MY mother" again volunteered Lee
Hartley's eyes expressed incredulify
but he did not put his feelings into
words, for he perceived In Lie type
with which he was entirely familiar
one TO be handled with care. What
are you two women doing heref Are
you related 10 one Of these raDgersr
Lie resented this. You're asking q
good many questions. Mr. Man.
That's my trade" was the un
abashed reply. and I'm not so old bu'
that I can rise to romantic situa
ton" Thereupon he dropped all d.
rect Interrogation and with an air o,
candor told the story Of his mission
Lie, entirely sympathetic. invited hiI
to lunch, aud he was soon IN posses
sion OF their story. even 10 the tender
Relationship between Lee virginia ant
the plauue bpsieged forest ranger.