The Holly chieftain., 1913-08-15

lists map. Doggedly he finished his
Job, and the little trim canoe stood
resplendent in its coat OF red Vivian
came out to look at It. and she was
rsdiant
"It's 80 dear Of you. Mr.. Carteret.
TO hurry It for me-" she said. iii
Fay for j tomorrow. and for your
time"
Carteret's response was very fervid.
He wanted no pay for this work of
love. He adored her. He was her
willing slave.
Are you really?" she unused. Then
walt for me down at the bend of the
river tomorrow at sunset. Just where
the rapids end"
The following morning four
strangers arrived at Indian Neck. They
we're men, with certain curious arti-
cles 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
five more. three women and two men.
and Vivian herself greeted them like
long delayed and welcome guests. She
took them out and showed them her
red canoe. and Carteret stood in the
offing 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 cancer
She dimpled mischievously. and met
his gaze fairly.
III you are down below the rapids
at sundown 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. l haven't told any.
one here, and I've had such 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?"
We'll, what II should?" She was
laughing at him.
Nothing, only this. I'll be In the
rapids at the foot to get you out II
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 sundown 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 found maiden
to the canoe, and danced 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.
ut 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 1t appeared. twi.ling 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 eddying water, Don Marden had
seized it. Vivian lay In 1t. 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