Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1913-03-14

! Darlington cast a hurried glance 4
the direction OF these sounds. Their
between the boat and the shore tn
dim outline OF raft was taking shape
II was now canopied by wealth o
pale gray smoke that faded from be
fore his eyes as the darkness lifted
Turning, he saw Slosson and his mer
clearly Surprise and CONSERVATION
was depicted on each face.
The light increased From the mai
stone hearth OF the raft ascended a
tall column OF flame which rendered
visible six plgmy figures, tow-headed
and wonderfully vocal. who were toll
Ing like mad at the huge sweeps. The
light showed more than this II
showed lady OF plump and pleasing
presence smoking a cob-pipe while she
fed the fire from a tick stuffed with
straw. Il showed two bark sbanties,
a line between them decorated with
the Dever-ending cayendish wash. It
showed rooster perched on the
ridgepol OF one OF these shanties in
the very act OF growing Justify.
Hannibal. who had climbed to the
roof OF the cabin. shrieked Tor help,
and Betty added her voice to his.
'All right. Newly" came the cheer
ful reply. as Yancy threw himself
over the side OF the boat and crap
pied with SIosson
Uncle Bob Uncle Bob" cried
Hannibal.
siosson uttered cry OF terror He
had a simple but sincere faith In the
supernatural. and even with the
Scratch Killers big hands gripping
bis throat, he could not rid himself OF
the belief that this was the ghost OF
a murdered man.
You'll take a dogs licking from
me, neighbor," said Yancy grimly. Il
been saving II TO youi"
Meanwhile Mr.. Cavendish. whose
proud spirit never greatly inclined
him 10 the practice OF peace. had pre-
pared for battle. springing aloft he
knocked his heels together.
"Whoopl I'm a man as can slide
down a thorny locust and never get
scratched" he shouted This was
equivalent 10 setting his triggers;
hen he launched himself nimbly and
with enthusiasm into the thick OF the
light. II was Mr.. Bunker's unfortu-
late privilege to sustain the onslaught
If the Earl OF Lambeth.
The light from the Cavendish
hearth continued to brighten the
Gene, for Polly was recklessly sac
ifcing her best straw tick Indeed
Ter behavior was in every way worthy
Il the noble alliance she had formed.
Ter cob-pipe was not suffered to go
MT and with Comics help she kept !
he six small Cavendishes from risk
NJ life and limb in the keel boat, to- !
'ard which they we're powerfully
rawn. Despite these activities she
ound time TO call to Betty and Han
ibal on the cabin roof !
Jump down here; that amt no MT
n place for you-all to stop in with T!
lem gentlemen fightinI" 1
An instant later Betty and Hanni- !
al stood on the raft with the little
avendishes nocking about them. MIR.
aney's quest of his nevvy had taken 3
J enduring hold on their magma.
on. For weeks II had constituted
eir one vital topic. and the fight be-
me merely a satisfying background
r this interesting restoration.
"Sho. they'd got himl Sho'-ne
ant no bigger than Richardl Shot,"
"Ohl" cried Betty. with a fearful
lnce toward the keel boat Cant
u stop tbem?'
What fo'?" asked Polly, opening
= black eyes very wide. BLESS yo
lder heartl--you don't need to wor-
none. We got them strange gentle
m licked like they was a passed. OF
ildren! Connie, you-all mind that
81"
She accurately judged the outcome
the fight. The boat was little bet
than shambles with the havoc
Il had been wrought there when
ncy and Darlington dropped over
side to the raft. Cavendlsh fol- =
ed them, whooping his triumph as
came
To he Continued