Fort Mill times. [volume] (Fort Mill, S.C.) 1892-current, 1914-09-24

>~ e''S S'' away, oou i|Oi-
othy.
Indeed ?" he asked coolly. seWhy
not, please ?"
Because it belongs to my aunt,
Miss Fem. There are signs plainly
reading No trespassing,' and yet you
have trespassed on her property.
Please throw it back in the stream
Pardon me. but it is my own" he
s.id with puzzled stare at her. with
which was mingled reluctant admira-
ton.
"Then I will throw it back said
Dorothy b-avely, for if there was one
thing more than another that she
loathed to@touch it was the cold BODY
of fish.
He stood looking at her with an
gry amusement in his eyes as she
went toward the fish and touched it's
brown tail.
1t Topped wildly. Dorothy jumped
back. Her foot slipped on the mud
dy bank and she fell into the arms of
the shabby fisherman, whose pipe
went to destruction on the stones be-
low.
Not hurt, l hope?" said the fish
erman, not unkindly. There was a
strange light in his eyes and Dor
othys cheeks were like two roses as
he quickly released her.
"No, | am not hurt" began Dor
othy, strongly inclined TO cry be-
cause of her varied feelings. At that
instant her eyes lighted on the great
pistol which had fallen unheeded
from her blouse.
The strange fisherman spied it at
the same instant.
Is that yours" he asked.
"Yes-at least it's Martha's 81
brought it along for protection, said
Dorothy with what dignity she could
summon.
He actually picked it up and did
not smile as he restored the ancient
weapon to her.
81 hope you will have no occasion
TO use it," he said. and Dorothy loved
him at once because the smile that
twitched his lips never materialized.
She took the pistol and held it
rather gingerly. ''You will go-and
you will put the fish back before it
dies" she asked almost pleadingly.
eyes, | will go, if you desire it.
and | will put the fish back into the
streaW--but you don't know An
tonic: he can swear in three lam
gusges''
The youth grasped the trout and
deity whisked him into the brook
whore he struggled for moment be-
fore sinking slowly down with gently
moving fins until ne was out of sight
in the dark pool
"I'here" breathed Dorothy with
relief. Thank you so much"
The Young man looked at her hesi-
tatingly: then, as if arriving at some
decision he picked up his rod and
empty creel and made as il 10 leave
the spot
Il wonder why you think | should
leave my own property" ne said with
whimsical smile.
"YOur own property ?" echoed
Dorothy. 'Whv this ia part of Miss
Fenn's place"
Pardon me, but YOU are mistaken
This is the Whitaker land-you see
Miss Fenn's property is divided from
ours by that brushwood hedge on the
other side of the brook" He pointed
back along the way she had come.
But OH this side of the brook the di-
viding line is that stone post half
covered with catbricr, and you evil
IDENTIFY crossed the boundary on to
our land without knowing it,"
Dorothy was rosy with morhtca-
ton. Them am trespasscr. not
.you'" she cried ruefuIly.
Never a trespasser on Whitaker
land" he smiled galantly.
"Thank y0u-and the fish-why,
it was your own
"Never mind - expect he's
thanking YOU for his life"
And your borrid Antonio who
swears in three languages ?"
He laughed gaily.
10, there are other cooks if An
tonic leaves me, but there are not
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