The Grangeville globe. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho) 1907-1922, 1914-08-06

thinks | never saw a girl before.
guess she is younger than she looks"
Tinker stopped rowing long enough
to pull off his gray SLOUGH hat and
drop it at his feet. Then he dipped
his brown hand in the lake and rubbed
his hair vigorously with the cold wa
ter.
There" he Remarked; that feels
good"
"Mr. Tinker observed Maria, "you
are quite a beautiful looking man.
Isn't he, Ethel?'
The guide looked at Ethel and smil-
ed-a very pleasant, indulgent 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 alb
sOrbed tone. I'VE have it."
81 feel honored," laughed Tinker. 81
know the picture of which you speak.
In the old days"-he suddenly became
very serious and bent to his work,
signing a little as if at some sad re-
uleLuDrunce- HO udtleT, lie duueu
softly.
Ethel was now consumed with curl
osity, and her eyes inquired of his as he
looked up. He shook his head.
"Not now" he said.
The picnic was great success. Ruth
and the Iniun appeared to have form
ed ties of the closest interest. 1t sub
sequently turned out that these two
had possessed themselves of sundry
delicacies from the basket, the Injun's
pocket being convenient repository.
I'm sure they put in more cake"
complained Harriet. "and | told them
particularly about the apples. They
must have forgotten"
1t was all very beautiful in the fresh,
sweet air, with the wild sounds of
birds and little waves. What more con
ducive to a nap for Mrs. Cranky and
small explorations for Harriet and the
little girls?
Tinker rowed Ethel along the shore
and up into the cool shade of Moose
creek, where the fine old trees and the
: limpid water combined to form pic
ture which would have gladdened the
heart of painter in water color. The
very air seemed to invite condolences
and to induce low toned and very ear
nest conversation. The 1njun smoked
: and lounged. and the fair afternoon
was soon over.
: "Have nice time yesterdayT oh
served Mr.. Sackett to the eldest Mis-
, Cranky as she sat on the piazza thu
I next morning trying to read
g Lovely" responded the young lad.
:. dreamily "Oh, Mr. Sackett!'
/ "Yes?" said her host interrogatively
i isn't that young man-that one yo
!. called Tinker-isnt he quite superio
f to most of the men about here? III
talks very nicely mean uses sue
d good language went on the girl, hes
a tating a little. He was not born here
n was heY'
a "Eh?" calculated the old man. 'Ol
. we'll, Let's see! Yes, he does talk frs
o. rate-he's quick Teller. He got som
h education when he was younger, an
he's smart. Remembers everything
He can talk all right. Likes fun, br
:. he's real solemn and steady most a
\, ways"
. Yes. he was telling me-" said Eth
ny absently.
v. what was he tellin' your aske
Sackett.
j, He gazed at the pretty, confident fa'
: and smiled quietly.
did he tell you about his uncle
:" he went on, without waiting for
reply, land his college days-the u
20 lust charge and how he bore it
~ to shield another-how he ran avs
ho and was now Twin in this desola
:. country away from everybody, whe
y. he could feel free and independent
:. "Ah, you know about him, too! cri
- the girl
Eyes, l know about him." answer
no the hotel keeper. Did he tell you abe
-, thoughts and ambitions and Things
how he hoped to go to the city and
. - gin over and succeed? Maybe he al
y ed you to be his friend?''
=. Ethel nodded.
es 81 think he will succeed" she sa
~ .he seems so determined and strol
-, shall be glad to be his friend"
~ Ibid he tell you," resumed Sack
with great solemnity, that he hao
IN wife and two kids over in Brushv1e
=. four miles east of hereT
"Mr. Sackett." cried the girl, jur
az, ing up in CONSERVATION. what DO
meanY'
Just what / say-that's right
swered her host, land that's the o
10y true thing in the whole story-the
is all lies. He's told that tale beft
Yes'm, he's got nice little won
and two boys that he thinks the VIC
Of, and he's a good guide and
.s Teller. I've never known him to
except about this one thing. Won
why he does it,"
His keen eyes twinkled. Ethel,
| most as tall as he Deered into II