The daily Alaskan., 1914-10-02

The gifl was gaz1ng ar the acstve figure in the boat, swnbbing away with an old rag of sponge.
 q think I'll go fin Mr. Tinker's boat, !" she said very audibly.
 The maa looked up, and taeIreyes met.
 She's stunilerR' thought Tinker.
 He looks Ike a nobleman in dis guise." unused Ethel. .Iu take Maria with me-" she called, "and then the children won't get fooling."t
 The "Injun." who was only. a tall, tanned Yankee with strongly pro nounced features, accepted all burdens meekly and grinued as he sta.ted with his load.
 Where are you goin.' TinkerT' be asked as that gentleman drew away from him. .
 "over to Bogey point" answered Tinker Got any terbaekerT'
 Yep" replied the lnjun. "Got g whole new plug.p
 How long will It take to row to the pointf" asked Ethel. st
 Half an hour." was the short an- swer. a4
 The pretty girl in the stern gazed re6ectively across the lake. She won dered how much she could accomplish in half an hour.
 She brought her eyes back to the face Of Tinker. He was looking straight at her with an expression. of respectful admiration. and his. bright brown eyes sought hers for moment and then dropped.
 The girl had smiled into them, a quick q like your smile, and the guides cheeks burned through the tan.
 His features wore an almost childish look of pleasure and embarrassment.
 Ethel smiled softly at some interest ing thought. Could she have read the mind of Tinker she would not have smiled.
 Trying to fiirt with the guide, chr he was thinking. "Well. let her go 1t. I'll just lead her on. I'm nothing but a poor. uns0rhisticated countryman, but good looking enough for that beauty to try to upset. I'll have some fun out of 1t myself. haven't rowed pretty girls around this old pond for six years for nothing. She evidently thinks l never saw a girl before. l guess she Is yoanger than she looks.'
 Tinker stopped rowing long enough to pull of his gray slouch hat and drop it at bis feet. Then he dipped his brown hand In the lake and rubbed his hair vigorously with the cold wa ter.
 There" be remarked; that feels good"
 Mfr. Tinker observed Maria, "you are quite a beautiful looking man. Isn't be, Ethel?''
 The guide looked at Ethel and smil- ed-a very pleasant, induigent smile.
 Flush, Maria," said her sister re- provingly, with a quick blush. You mustn't be personal in your remarks"
 "You look like picture of young St, John," went on Maria in an ab- sorbed tone. we have it."
 q feel honored." laughed Tinker. "I know the picture of which you speak. Tn the old days"-he suddenly became very serious and bent to his work, signing a little as If at some sad re- membrance-"no matter" he added softly. as.
 Ethel was now consumed with curl osity, and her eyes inquired Of his as De looked up. He shook his head.
 Not now," he said. s-.t
 The picnic was great success. Ruth and the Injun appeared to have form ed ties of the closest interest It sub Isequently turned out that these two had possessed themselves of sundry dellcacies from the basket, the lnJun's pocket being a convenient repository.
 "T'm sure they put in more cake" complained Harriet. ''and told them particularly about the apples. They must have forgotten"
 It was all very beautiful in the fresh. sweet air, with the wild sounds or birds and little waves. What more con ducivs to a nap for Mrs. Cranby and small explorations for Harriet and the little earlsf