Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1915-08-20

sin of hot water Just inside the tent
flap. Here it is. I'm going to battle
in the lake. I must show my hardi
hood"
When he returned he found the girl
full dressed, alert and glowing, but she
greeted him with a touch of shyness
and self consciousness new to her, and
her eyes yelled themselves before his
CLAN e.
"Ncw. where do you suppose the SUI
pervisor is?" he asked.
81 hope he's at home" she replied
suite seriously I'D hate to think Of
him camped In the high country with
out bedding or tent"
"Oughtn't | to take a turn up the
trail and see? I feel guilty, somehow.
| must do something"
You can't help matters any by hoof
ing about in the mud. No, We'll just
hold the fort till he comes. That's
what he'll expect us to do"
He submitted once more to the. force
of her argument, and they ate break
fast in such intimacy and good cheer
that the nights discomforts. and anx
ieties counted for little.
"We have to camp here again to-
night" she explained demurely.
Worse things could happen than
that" he CALAMITY answered. 81
wouldn't mind a month of it, only l
shouldn't want it to rain or snow all
the time"
Poor boy! You did suffer, didn't
you? was afraid you would. Did
you sleep at all?" she asked tenderly.
ooh, yes, after | came inside; but,
of course, l was more or less restless
expecting your father to ride up"
That's funny. | never feel that
way. l slept like log after | knew
you were comfortable. You must have
a better bed and more blankets. It's
always cold up here
The sunlight was short lived The
clouds settled over the peaks, and rag
ged wisps of gray vapor dropped down
the timbered slopes of the prodigious
amphitheater in which the lake lay.
Again Belrie made everything snug
while her young woodsman toiled at
bringing logs for the fire.
At last fully provided for they sat
contentedly side by side under the
awning and watched the falling rain
as it splashed and sizzled on the sturdy
hoinr shin
wrecked on a desert island, isn't it?'
he said "As if our boats had drifted
away"
At noon she again prepared an elab-
crate meal. She served potatoes and
grouse, hot biscuit with sugar strip
and canned peaches and coffee done
to Just the right color and aroma. He
declared it wonderful, and they ate
with repeated wishes that the super
visor might turn up in time to share
their feast, but he did not. Then
Berrie said firmly: "Now you must take
a snooze You look tired"
He was in truth not only drowsy,
but lame and tired. Therefore he
yielded to her suggestion.
She covered him with blankets and
put him away like child Now you
have a good Sleep she said tenderly.
"I'll call you when daddy comes"
When he woke the ground was again
covered with snow, and the girl was
feeding the fire with wood which her
own hands had supplied.
Hearing him stir, she turned and
fixed her eyes upon him with clear
soft gaze. How do you feel by now?'
she asked
"Quite made over" he replied, rising
alertly.
His cheer, however, was only pre-
tense. He was greatly worried. Some
thing has happened to your father" he
SAID. His horse has thrown him, oil
he has slipped and fallen" His peace
md eXultation were gone. How fai
IS it down to the ranger station?'
about twelve miles,
Don't you think we'd better close
camp and 90 down there? 1t is now
o'clock. We can walk it in five
hours
She shook her head. mo, l thinl
we'd better stay right here. It's {
long, hard walk. and the trail is mud
dy."
But, dear girl" he began desperate
ly, 1T won't do for us to camp herr
alone in this way another night. Wha
will Cliff say|
She famed red, then whitened. I"
don't care what Cliff thinks. I'm don,
with him, and no one that | really car,
about would blame u.s." She was full.
aware of his anxiety now. ut isn't GU
fault"
1T will be my fault if keep yo'
here longer!' he answered 1--WE mus
reach a telephone and send word ont
'omething may have happened to you
lather"
I'm not worried a bit about him. |
may be that there's been a big snow
fall up above us, or else windstorn
The trail may be blocked, but don
worry. He may have to go round b,
Lost Lake pass She pondered me
ment II reckon you're right. We,
better pack up and rack down the trai
to the rangers cabin--not on my aC
count, but ON yours. I'm afraid youv
taken cold"
I'm all right, except I'm very lame