The star-independent. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1904-1917, 1914-11-24
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"Us ?" I cried.

"UsT l cried.
Naturally, I'm going"
But it is absurd Your father would
never allow itr'
He can't prevent it, dear James,"
she said softly. Il don't for moment
suppose that even the Kalmacks people
would attack woman. And father is
all that ! have in the world. I'm go
ing"
Then l suppose | shall have TO 30
too. But tell me what purpose does
your father think he will serve by un-
dertaking this very risky expedition"
He believes that the general feeling
M ut Kalmacks is in his favor. and
the shooting of the warden as well as
the writing of this letter is the work
Of small band of individuals who
wish to blackmai him. We will be
quite strong party, and he hopes to
discover who is threatening him. By
the way. didn't / hear from Sir An
drew McLerrick that you had been in
the woods all these last falls with a
wonderful guide who could read trails
like Uncas, the last of the Delawares,
ar Que of those old trappers one reads
OF in Fenimore Cooper's novels?"
That's true"
What is his nameY'
November Joe"
November Joe" she repeated. 81
visualize him at once. wintry look
ing old man. with gray goatee and
piercing eyes"
! burst out laughing. It's extraor-
dinary you should bit him Off so we'll"
He must come too" she com
manded.
On Friday got Joe, who arranged to
meet US at Priamville. the nearest
point on the railway 10 those noun,
tains I'm the heart Of which the estate
of Kalmacks was situated | myself
arranged TO accompany the Peter
Shams
Into the story Of our Journey to
Priamvllle l need not go, but will pick
UP the sequence Of events at the mo-
ment Of our arrival nj that enterpris.
ing town, when Linda, looking from
the car window, suddenly exclaimed:
Look at that magnificent young
manr'
Which oney' asked iunocently as
caught sight of November's tall fig
ure awaiting us
How many men in sight answer my
description she retorted. OF course
mean the woodsman Why. he's
coming this way. | must speak to
him.
Before could answer she had jump
ed lightly TO the platform and, turning
10 Joe with chidlike expression in
her blue eyes. said:
"Oh, can you tell me how many min
utes this train stops hereT'
"lt don't generally stop here at all.
but they tagged her because they're
expecting passengers Can ! help you
any, missT'
IT'S very kind OF you"
At this moment appeared from the
car. Hello. joe said l. How are
thlngsT'
"AI right. Mr. Qusntch. There's
two stick buckboards with a pair of
horses to each waiting and a wagon
ette fit for the king o. Russia The
road between this and the mountains
is flooded by beaver working in a back
water bout ten miles ont They say
we can drive through all right Miss
Petersham needn't fear getting too
wet"
How do you know my nameF ex-
claimed Linda.
~ heard you described. miss re-
piled Joe graveiy.
Linda looked at me.
Good for the old mossbacle.- said l.
Her lips bent into q sudden smile
-Tou, must be Mr.. November Joe.
haFSrheasri 50 much Of you from Mr.
Q1ar1tch.-
I'VE went out and loaded our bag.
gage upon the waiting buckboards
One OF these was driven by a small.
sallow faced mar. who turned out to
be the second game warden, Puttick
hr. PeteTsham asked how Bill
worke. the wounded man. was pro.
gTessing.
He's coming along pretty tidy. Mr..
Petersham. but he'll carry a stiff leg
with him ail his life
I'm sorry for that. suppose you
have found out nothing further as to
the identity Of the man who fred the
shot1'
Nothing" said Puttfck. "aud not
likely 10. They're all banded togetb-
~ up there"
On which cheerful information out
little caravan started. At Linda's wish
Joe took the place of the driver OF
Ar, Petersham's light imported wag.
onette. and 40 we went along she gave
him very clear story Of the sequence
Of events. to all OF which he listened
with the characteristic series OF We'll.
nows!" and "You don't saysr' With
which he was in the habit Of punctuat.
ing the remarks Of a lady. He said
them. as usual. in vcies which NOT
only emphasized the facts at exactly
the right places. but also lent an air
Of subtle compliment to the eioduencs
OF the narrator.