Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1915-12-24
CHAPTE Err 1.
Gu. of the Vine Naples.

Si!etz sat, her knees drawn up to
her chin, on the fiat top of a fir
stump. Beside her lay Coosnah, heavy
muzzle on huge paws. his eyes as pale
as the girls were dark They we're
Mildred both. Perhaps that account
ed for the delight both found in the
solitude of this Aerie, where they
could look down toward the west on
the feathery, green sea of close-packed
pine and fir. of spruce and hemlock-
and toward the east on the narrow
strip of tide-water slough and the I'M
painted shacks of the lumber camp
huddled above it's rollway. 1t was
the magnificent timber country of the
great Northwest
Siletz was wondering, as she always
did, how far the mountains ran to the
south. how far it was to that Frisco
of which she had heard so much from
the tramp loggers who came and went
with the seasons, their turkeys" on
their backs and the joyous liberty OF
the irresponsible forever Juggling at
their eccentric souls.
Over the facing ridge she knew
that the cold Pacific roared and
coaxed on the shins, to play with them
in the hell of Vancouver coast. She
could hear it sometimes when the
pines were still; yet she had never
seen it.
She had pictures of it in her mind,
many pictures. She knew well how
it would look when she should see
it-a gray floor, a world Of it, shot
through with the reds and puppies of
a tardy sun. OF the cities she had
no clear pictures. They were artificial,
man-made, therefore alien to her, who
knew only nature, though she had
listened intently to roamers from ev-
cry corner of the globe; for Daily's
lumber camp had seen a queer lot.
1t all resolved itself into these
dreams when she sat on the edge of
a fir stump. or, better yet, in the ex-
allied cloud-high airiness of the very
apex of the Hog Back
There had been no sun, neither to-
day nor for many days; and yet there
was as surely prescience of approach
ing night as if shadows forewarned.
Siletz had hoped for a break, one OF
those short pageants when the sun
should shoot for a moment into the
gloom. transferring the world. Now,
as she scanned the west, the dog sud
denly rose from beside her, peering
down with his huge head thrust for
ward, his pendulous ears swaying. A
hundred feet below in tangle of vine
maple something was laboring. Pres
emily the slim trees parted and out
of their tangle struggled horse, a
magnificent black beast with faring
nostrils and full. excited eyes. After
every few steps 1t turned it's head to
right or left with the instinct of the
mountain breed to zigzag. and as often
the man in the saddle pulled it sharp
ly back.
With the first sight of the intruders
the girl on the high stump had sprung
up. leaning forward, a growing excite
ment in her face. 1t was the horse
that caused it. Something was STIR
ring within her all suddenly and her
hes beat hard. She gripped her
braids tight in both hands and swal-
lowed.
"Blunderer," she said aloud. ooh
the blunderer!"
Then she cupped her hands at her
lips and called down: Let him alone!
He knows how to climb! Let him
alone!"
The man looked up startled, and
frightened his grip on the rein. The
gallant animal went down upon it's
side, rolling completely over. to lodge
feet downward, against stone The
man swung sidewise out of the saddle,
saving himself with a splendid quick
ness. Before he could gather him.
self for action the girl tore down upon
him.
What have you done?" she cried
wildly. what have you done to it?"
She dropped on her knees and her
hands went fluttering over the black
head in a very passion of pity. touch
ing the white star on the forehead.
smoothing the quivering nostrils.
why didn't you let him climb his
own way? He knew-he's a bunch
grasser. Nothing could go straight
upi"
She raised her eyes to him anC he
saw they were burning behind a film
of tears. He saw also what gave him
q strange feeling of shock-a faint.
blue tracery extending from the left
corner of her lips downward nearly
to the point of the chin. sharply
broken fragment of tattooed design.
Her eyes were very dark and her hair,
parted after the first fashion of wom-
an, was straight and very dark also.
Tho accusing words irritated him.
You're right" he said coldly, moth
ing could-in such 8 country. Stand
back, please"
Siletz looked up at him and instinc-
lively rose to her feet, though hl-
slim body was alert with an uncon-
scious readiness for prevention of
something.
But the man only stepped TO the