Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1915-11-08
CHAPTER !.
QUE ef tha Vino Manles.

Out ct the Vine Naples.
Siletz sat, her knees drawn up to
her chin. on the nat top of fir
stump. Beside her lay Coosnah, heavy
muxxle on huge paws, mis- eyes ss pale
% the girls were dark. They were
hill-bred 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 un-
painted shacks of the lumber camp
huddled above its rollway. It 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 ships. to play with them
In the hell of Vancouver coast. She
could hear 1t 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
1t would look when she should see
,it-a gray floor. world of it, shot
through with the reds and puppies of
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 queer lot.
It all resolved itself into these
dreams when she sat on the edge of
q 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 rs surely prescience Of approach
ing night - If shadows forewarned.
Siletz had hoped for . break, one OF
those short pageants when the sun
should shoot for moment into the
gloom. TRANSPORTING 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 q tangle Of vine
maple something was !laboring. Pres
emily the slim trees parted and out
OF their tangle struggled horse. q
magnificent black beast with flarinE
nostrils and full. excited eyes. After
every few steps It turned its head to
right or left with the instinct Of the
mountain breed to ztgzag. and as often
the man in, the saddle. pulled 1t sharp
~ back. !. 5-4&.,
With the first sight Of the intruders
the girl on the high stump had sprung
up, leaning forward, growing excite
ment In her face. It was the horse
that caused 1t. Something was stir
ring within her al suddenly and her
heart beat hard. She gripped her
braids tight In both hands and swal.
lowed.
"Blunderer.s she said aloud. sOh,
tho blundererl"
Then she cupped her hands It 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 its
side. rolling completely over. to lodge,
feet downward. against Q stone. The
man swung sidewise out Of the saddle,
saving himself with q 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 kneea and her
hands went huttering over the black !
head in 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 bunch
grasser. Nothing could 60 straight |
up!"
She raised her eyes to him and he |
saw they were burning behind q film |
of tears. He saw also what gave him
strange feeling Of shock-a faint. |
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