Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1915-09-29

| terS neck with quiet word: II Thought
I'd find you here. Eow Is everything|'
"All right. daddy. But what about
you? Where have you been?'
"Clean back to Mill park. The
blamed cnyuses kept just nhend OF me
all the way"
Poor old dad. And OH top Of tha,
came tie snow"
Yes, and a whole hntfui. couidn',
get back over the high piss. Had to
~ round by Lost lake. and. to cap all,
Old BuIdy took IL notion not to lead
Oh. I've had Al peach OF time. but
here | am. Have you seen Moore and
his party?"
Yes. they're in camp up the trail.
HI. and Alec Bekien and two women
| Are you hnngry?'
He turned II comical glance upon her
IAN ! hungry: Sister. | am wolf.
Norcross. take my horses down to the
pasture"
She FASTENED to interpOse. Let ma
do that. daddy. Mr.. Eorcross is badly
used up. You see. We started down
here late yesterday afternoon. 1t wus
raining and horribly muddy. and took
the wrong trail. The darkness caught
US. and we didn't reach the station till
nearly midnight"
Wnyland acknowledged his weak
ness. II guess ! made mistake. su'
pervisor: I'm not fitted for this strenu-
GUS life"
McFarlane was quick to understand.
Il didn't intend to pitchfork you into
the forest life quite 50 suddenly" he
said. Don't give up yet awhile. You'll
harden to it,
Here comes Tony" said Berrie.
Hell look after the ponies
+ Nevertheless Wayland went out. be-
lieving that Berrie wished to be alone
with her father for n short time.
AS he took his seat McFarane said:
You stayed in camp till yesterday aft
ernoon. did you?" ~, . !.
"Yes. we were expecting you every
moment"
He saw nothing In this to remark
upon. did it snow at the iake?"
Eyes. a little: it mostly rained."
1T stormed up on the divide like a
January blizzard. When did Moore
and his party arrive?'
About 10 o'clock this morning."
'I'll ride right up and see them
What about the outfit? That's ut the
lake. reckon?''
Yes. was just sending Tony after
it. But, father, II you 80 up to Moore's
camp don't say too much about what
has happened. Don't tell them just
when you took the back trail and just
how long Wayland and l were In
camp"
why not?"
She Redeemed with confusion. BE
cause You know what an old gossip
Mrs. Beden is. I don't want her to
know. She's an awful talker. and our
being together up there all that time
will give her chance"
A light broke in on the supervisors
brain. In the midst of his preoccupu-
ton as n forester he suddenly became
the father. His eyes narrowed and
his face darkened. That's so. The
old rip could make whole lot Of cap
ital out Of your being left in camp
that way. At the same time I don't
believe in lodging The worst thing
We could do would be to try to blind
the trail. Was Tony here last night
when you came?'
mo; he was down the valley after
his mail'
His face darkened again. THAT'S
onothor nfooo nf hn1 1,1olr tao How
much does the old woman know at
PRESENT."
Nothing ut ALL"
Didn't she cross examine you?''
"Sure she did. but Wayland side
tracked her. OF course it only delays
things. She'll know all about it soon.
er or later. She's great at putting two
and two together. Two and two with
her always make five"
McFarlane unused. "Clif will be
plumb crazy If she gets his ear first"
II don't care anything about Cliff.
daddy. don't care what he thinks or
does If he will only let Wayland alone"
"See here. daughter. you do seem to
be terribly interested in this tourist"
Hes the finest man I ever knew.
father"
He looked at her with tender, trust
ing glance. HE isn't your kind. daugh-
ter. He's nice clean boy. but he's
different. He don't belong in our
world. He's only just stopping here
Don't forget that
Pm not forgetting that. daddy.
know he's different. That's why like
him." After a pause she added: NO
body could have been nicer all through
these days than he has been. He was
like brother
McFarlane fixed keen glance upon
her. HAS he said anything to you:
Did you come to an understandings"
Her eyes fell. mot the way yon
mean, daddy. but think he-Iikes me-
But do you know who he is: He's the
son of w. W. Norcross, that big Mich
igan lumberman."
McFarlane started. How do you
know thatT'
Mr.. Moore asked him if he was any
relation to w. w. Norcross. and he