Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1915-11-24

M bic some time during the night
u and had pounded her nose
against the dock TIL she had
split open, No patching would ever
rehabilitate the boat. but her engine
might be saved, and engines were the
things that cost.
All guides on the river We're first
class boatbuilders. Lester would have
TO buy nothing but material Good old
/ Navarro, She had ridden the storm
without a scratch.
He did not return 10 the boathouse,
/ but wandered aimlessly past the light
Testers oars were gone; By this time
I they were far out into the lake. He
/ saw the remains Of a recent fire. a
/ shore dinner fire, one he was certain
neither he nor Lester had built This
! was cobhle range, while he and Les
/ ter had portable stoves.
by iings. Whut d y know bout
that:" he calculated Behind the pink
I granite bowIder lay two rods in their
gray cotton castings
"Somebuddy's BEN fshin n got out
in a hurry Well, WE'LL fndin's 's
keepins 5. Good rods r. always handy in
these parts Luck's with you Uncle
Billy"
In the east the Roman searfs were
becoming brilliant. Uncle Billy laid
down his find. took of his clothes and
boldly waded into the water.
was up by the time he had cleaned
her bow to stern. set the cushions out
to dry aud put the new found rods
in the pantry" as he called the extra
fish box on the port side
/ Lester came Out. rubbing his eyes. At
a glance be say what had happened.
-Four feet o water ies' beyond tn
dock" explained Uncle Billy En-
gine1I be all right but tn boats gone
: glory. VII half t build this winter
Them two sleepin' YETI
Yes, they're still sleeping" answer
ed Lester moodily. He had loved that
old boat as another man might have
loved a dog. For seven years it had
been his faithful servant
I'M help Y when 1t comes t build
in, seein' s how I'm t blame. But
Lester, sumpin I amt told y yet
She offered me hundred dollars t
make Pidein,'
"A hundred dollars? Lords name.
what for:"
Il can't tell : that But don't you
>
/ v don't lose nuthin' ] know him
But I'm worried bout Miss Wynne.
Shes hurt. But when a plucky WON
ans hurt she don't heller. n so y
can't tell how bad she is hurt. It
amt goin { be no fun gittin her back
{ tn farm. TIL sooner we start tn
better F we start right away veil
make tn farm by r SO
III have to stay and get the engine
nut and soak her In kerosene. Come
back for NE this afternoon or have the
bait boat come for me.
All right I'll do th' square thing
n divide that hundred
Coffee an eggs in half an hour II
you want EN- sang out the lightkeeD-
er from his doorway.
Good for you"
AT 7:30 Uncle Billy, Crawford and
Diana were homeward bound.
They had taken out the middle seat,
so that she could lie at considerable
angle. Her head no longer throhbed.
but her arm and ankle caused her ex-
cruciating misery.
So she kept absolutely quiet, and
Crawford had tact enough not to ply
her with questions, though the tempta-
ton was almost irresistible. In the Sc
eret service like himself and playing
her womans hand alone against as ac-
comrlished band of rogues as ever
set the Atlantic ports by the ears, and
one Of them her husband
Her quietness was as much due to
resignation as anything else She was
urn In the Intention not 10 drag Gran
ford into these quicksands of cross
purpose and treachery and dishonor.
III IT had been an ordinary case, i'm
personal. she would have conided to
MIN at the beginning But il was not
ordinary. 1t was terribly personal. and
he must never. never know wha. lay
back of it ali.
II she had told him anything il must
De all and on she did not want him
10 80 away. thankful for his escape
she wanted always to remain the sub
Tie mystery. sometimes to enehain his
thought In the dim future. All, why
nao sfle not died in the kindly convent,
WITH all her beautiful illusionsi
001reached the farm 1t q