The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1913-09-04

strangers arrived at Indian Neck. They
| were men, with certain curious arti
| Giles of baggage, and they hired the
corner suite of the hotel. and mixed
not with the local gathering of wits
| in the corridors or office. They went
| over the ground on both sides of the
falls and the rapids carefully during
| the forenoon. The noon train brought
i've more, three women and two men
| and Vivian herself greeted them like
Ions delayed and welcome guests. She
took them out and showed them her
red canoe. and Carteret stood in the
ofing and meditated on the develop.
ments OF the case.
But Don did more. He stopped dead
short on his way past the party at
the foot of the hotel steps, and beamed
down on Little Red Head as he
dubbed her.
What are you going to do with
that canoe?"
She dimpled mischievously, and met
his gaze fairly.
II you are down below the rapids
at shutdown tonight, you will see, Mr..
Marden. and I'm hoping you will be. .
The tallest man in the new lot of
guests approached
Possibly you are not aware, SIR"
he began in friendly fashion, that
our Miss Lovejoy is known from the
Atlantic to the Pacific coast"
"Oh, Mr.. kitson" pleaded Vivian.
flushing. Don't. | haven't told any
one here, and I've had such a good
time all by myself 1t will be bad
enough when it's over
Don looked the whole aggregation
over deliberately. He turned again to
Vivian.
You're going to shoot the falls in
that canoe, aren't you?"
Wei, what if | should?" She was
laughing at him.
Nothing, only this. I'll be in the
rapids at the foot to get you out il
you do
You keep out of it, boy" warned
kitson, kindly. This is business"
'I'll be there" repeated Don. dog
gedly and stalked away to his fishing
And at shutdown Indian Neck had
its first biz thrill of the entire season
The red canoe was borne to the lake
above the falls. And there appeared
sundry wild tribesmen, painted chiefs
and braves who bore found maiden
to the canoe, and danced frantic
dance around her, before they pushed
the canoe away on it's voyage over
the falls.
On the shore the film machine
worked steadily. Another one was
waiting at the rapids, and Kitson as
the lover brave was ready to dash in
and save the girl in the red canoe
when Carteret dashed along the lower
bank as the canoe went over the falls.
1T viii be ripped upon the rocks ="
he yelled, but there already strobe
through the rapids tall, ungainly
figure, Marden in his trouting boots,
finding his way surely among the
rocks and deep holes. Had he not
threaded them for years, seeking the
hidden lurking places of the rainbow
beauties and their speckled brothers
For one binding instant the canoe
went out OF sight in the boiling, surg
ing mass OF water at the foot of the
falls. Then it appeared, twirling like
an autumn leaf in the swift current
that led straight for the rapids
On the lower bank were two Of the
men, Kitson and another. ready to go
to the rescue, but they seemed to
have lost their nerve. But before the
red slip Of boat could get into the
nav Of the rocks that yawned above
the eddyins water, Don Marden had
seized it. Vivian lay in it, holding
to the safety belt they had fastened
about her and the ropes that had been
fastened as handles on each side of
the canoe. Her hair was streaming
over her shoulders. There was no
fear in her eyes, only great wonder
ment. And while Don cut the leather
belt, and lifted her in his arms, the
film machines worked steadily, until
he reached the bank with her where
Carteret Stood limp, helpless wreck
I'VE can use it all right, Miss Love.
JOY" kitson said that night, when
she made her appearance on the We
randa. you did fine, that's all can
say You kept your nerve, and it was
some drop over the falls, too. It'll be
a good film, and we'll change the story
around a bit to let this gentleman
into it,
"You needn't bother" Don returned
re had been talking to Vivian quietly
for about an hour in secluded cor
ner, and even Carteret could not faith
ON the meaning of their chances now.
Miss Lovejoy has just told me she
would marry me as soon as she gets
back home, and | don't think Wen
let you have that red canoe film. You
put your price on it, and I'll send the
check when you hand the destroyed
strips. You scared all my trout away
with your COMPOUNDED acting. and it
will take me a year to coax them
back"
Take us year, Don," corrected
Vivian, gently.
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