The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1913-09-02
ESTABLISHED 1875

She dimpled mischievously, and met
his gaze fairly.
If 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 Loyejoy is known from the
Atlantic to the Pacific coast"
oh, Mr.. Kitson," pleaded Vivian.
flushing. Don't l haven't told any
one here. and I've had such a good
time all by myself It viii 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 your?
We'll, what If I should?" She was
laughing at him.
Nothing, only this. I'll be in the
rapids at the foot to get you out If
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 big 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 a found maiden
| to the canoe, and danced a frantic
dance around her, before they pushed
the canoe away on its 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 will be ripped upon the rocks!"
he yelled, but there already strobe
through the rapids a 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 a boat could get into the
NAV OF the rocks that yawned above
the eddying water, Don Marden had
seized 1t. 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.
w . SoA uSO II OIL t16uty MISS AON6~
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 1t was
some drop over the falls, too It'll be
good film, and we'll change the story
around bit to let this gentleman
into it."
you needn't bother" Don returned.
He had been talking to Vivian quietly
for about an hour in a secluded cor
ner, and even Carteret could not faith
ON the meaning of their glances now.
Miss Lovejoy has just told me she
would marry me as soon as she gets
back home, and l don't think we'll
let you have that red canoe film. You
put your price on 1t, and I'll send the
check when you hand the destroyed
strips You scared all my trout away
with your confounded acting. and it
win take me a year to coax them
back"
Take US year. Dom" corrected
Vivian, gently
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