The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1915-02-25
Copyright, 1913.
By Hesketh Prichard

anu trembling as had never heard II.
"Ah, that's all your great goodness,
Miss Linda, and l haven't earned none
of it."
pointed flnntically to the door. We
must shut that door and shut out those
voices. but Petcrsham swore ut me
under his breath.
Darn, you know those hinges
screech like wildcat! 1t can't be
helped, for it would kill her to know
we heard word of this"
We crept away into the farthest cor
ncr of the workshop, but even there
phrases fioated to us. though 1nerciful-
~ we could not hear all.
But father would help you, for you
know you are Il genius, joe
"All could ever do lies in the woods.
Miss Linda; woodsways is the whole
of it. A yard outside the wood and
the meancst chap bred OH the streets
could beat me easy. can't thank yon
nor Mr.. Petersham the way I'd like to.
for my tongue is SLOW" Here his
voice fell.
''i.ut If you hate the city life SO
much you must not go to the city" 1t
was Linda again. Live your life in
the woods. | love the woods too
THE woods is bleak aud black
enough to them that's not born among
the trees. Them that's lived outside
allus wants more, Miss Linda
\ long interval followed before the
voices became audible again.
''Oh. no, no. Joe!'
petcrsham clutched my arm once
more at the sound.
you're so young, Miss Linda, you
don't know. Id give my right hand
to believe different. but can't. II
wouldn't be best--not for you
Novembcr's tone moved me more
than Linda's passion. He was man
fighting it out against his own heart
| knew we'll the power of attraction
Linda possessed, but somehow had
not guessed how it had worked on JsA>
| had, indeed, been right in so far that
he had not dreamed of aspiring to her:
nevertheless the episode would mean
pain and loss to him, | feared, for
many day.
Once more heard him.
Don't you think III be proud every
hour 1 have to live that you was so
good to me, Miss Linda? shal't new
er forget it,
Joe, think | hate you" she cried.
And then the quick tap of her footsteps
told us she had run into the house.
There was absolute silence for Il min
ute or two. At length Joe sighed heav
lily and with the slow laborious move
mcnt of weakness went to his room.
When all seemed safe Petershan and
| stole out of hiding like thieves, and,
though we exchanged no word, Peter
sham was swearing violently under his
breath until he shut his Office door.
Rather to my surprise November Joe
came out for awhile after supper, be-
cause he said it was my last evening
ut Kalmacks. Neither he nor Linda
gave any sign that anything unusual
had passed between them. Indeed, we
were gay enough, and we had Charley
Paul in to sing us some French-Canl
diam songs.
After saving goodby as well as good
night to Linda and her father | follow
| ed Joe to his room.
81 won't wake you up in the morn
ing November,' | said. "There's moth
ing like rest and sleep to put You OF
your legs again.
''I'vc been trying that cure, Mr.. Qua
ritch and won't he long behind YOU
"Oh, where are you going to-
"To my shack on Charley,s brook
I'm kind O homesick like, and that's
the truth"
"Rnt how about Mr.. Petersham's
wish to give you start in his business
in New York or Montreal?"
I'm not the kind of a guy for a city
Mr. Quaritch All the chaps d &c
turning round to stare ut the poor will
fella, and I'd sure be scairt to sleep il
one of them up in the blue sky houses
anyway" He laughed.
but you would soon be used to cit!
ways and perhaps become rich"
THAT was what the mink said to TIN
otter: GO you to the city and see TIN
sights says he. but the otter knew
the only way he'd ever see the cit.
woald be around some lovely gal'
neck"
November Joe had no idea how far
could read into his fable.
"And what did the otter say:'
"Huh nothing! He just went dow
| his slide into the lake and got chasil
fish. and ! guess he soon forgot h
| missed SEEM the city all right
| And how about you, Joe?'
| II guess I'll get chnsin fish, too, MI
| Quaritch."
| When arrived at the depot at Pri
! amSville in the morning, TO my sur
| prise | found November Joe there be
| for" me.
why. .Ioer ! exclaimed, you're no
fit 10 travel"
II thought I'd go on the cars witt
yo'l. Mr.. Quaritch. if you'll have me
irhnlaS - .soo1 many times In ohanU