The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1915-10-07

believes the dog, but that cant last
forever"
Having eaten, Tommy rested for
half an hour, took up the heayy bas-
ket, and once more hit the trail. But
i now he went slowly and stopped often
i to rest. He had seldom been SO tired
in his life, and only an overmastering
i love and anxiety for Celestial kept him
going.
It was no longer night. It wasn't yet
dawn; but that lovely interval between
when in what appears to be pitch
darkness. things become suddenly Wis
ible. Tommy stumbled on, shifting
the heavy basket frequently from
hand to hand.
| AS it got to be broad day, he was
careful to make no noise. At any mo-
ment now he might hear sounds of
| StilIiter and Celestial approaching.
| About this time Freddie and Celes-
tia Cor rather Freddie alone; for Ce-
lestia merely suffered herself to be
led. were trying to find their way
back to the cave. But for once the
luck OF the tenement dweller was at.
fault. A man brought up on numbered
streets and rectangular city blocks
has no incentive to develop bump
Of locality. and at last Freddie. with
cold fear in his heart, admitted to
himself that he was hopelessly lost. I
shouldn't have said hopelessly; the
mariner has his sextant and compass
to guide him across the waters; the
woodsman has the sun and the stars,
and the messy sides OF trees to help
out in intuitive sense of direction,
and Freddie. feeling in his inside peck
ct, found to his unmitigated relief
that he had his pack of cardc
Forthwith he madSs Celesess4 sit
down, and he knelt, and having shut
fed his greasy and shabby deck, he
dealt thirteen cards face down in a
very accurate. 7:-cle. Then one by
one, look Of faithful expectancy on
his face. he turned them over.
Twelve of the cards he then gath |
cred up and put with the pack. The
thirteenth was the ace OF hearts.
This Freddie lifted with reverence
and great care, SO as not to change |
the direction In which it pointed, until |
it reached the level Of his eye and he |
could sight along it.
A blasted pine standing alone was
the first landmark to which the god |
dess Of chance directed Freddie the
Ferret.
Were not lost now" he said. and
he helped Celestia to her feet.
You may call it what you pleass.
The fact remains that Freddie the Fer
ret had had return of his usual luck
and had hit upon the general direction
OF the cave.
From the foot of the blasted pine he
selected another landmark and pressed
on.
At about this time Professor Still
ter walked from that sleep In which he
had asked this question:
"How will / know when It is day."
He got up and CROPPED about in the
hut until he had located the door. He
opened this and went out. He sat
down In the warm sunshine to think
out plan.
It was far better that Professor Stil
liter should be found than that he
should go through the dangers and
agonies OF seeking. Under ordinary
circum stances he knew the region like /
the palm of his hand The cave itself |
he could find his way about in as cas-
lily as in his own house. But knowing |
things when you see them is very DIFF
ferent from knowing them when you |
can't see them and can only touch |
them. What is merely a depression by
day is an abyss by night.
In wooded countries there Is moth
ing better than a fire to attract atten-
ton. II any lonely or hungry person
is in sight of that fire that person will
go to it, across lakes and mountains,
if necessary.
WELL" he thought, ''I'll have to
burn my shelter. It will make just
the big smoke need. And shan't be
much the worse off. It won't look like
a campfire, but like the beginning of
forest fire. It ought to bring a
Waterman"
The logs of which the hut was built
were thoroughly seasoned and full OF
pitch. BY aid of the heap Of old dried
out balsam which had served him for
a pillow during the night Professor
Stilliter succeeded in setting it on fire.
His ears told him that the fire was
going to be q success, and presently,
too, the heat that began to emanate
from it.
He crawled to a little distance and
sat down with his back to the fire. It
wasn't likely that anyone would come
in less than an hour; 1t might be
many hours before anyone came. But
he was very sure that his fire would
bring someone eventually.
Sitting and waiting, now making at
tempts to calculate the passage OF
time, and failing signally, now think
ing unhappy thoughts, and now
vengeful, passionate thoughts, he sat