The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1916-12-15

greeted cheerily, with an ethereal fla
vor of brogue.
But 1t was not so much the friendli-
ness in the old gentleman's voice that
made the young man smile, as IL was
the smile that lighted up the eyes Of
the girl. Her dark hair made a silken
frame about her pink cheeks and
smiling lips; her eyes-sapphire blue
and clear as the sky-danced with a
smile OF divine friendliness. And
then, too, she crinkled her eyelids all
around them. An iron image would
have responded to that laughing chal-
leRge.
The youth said "Good morning"
Bound for Corydon?" inquired the
old gentleman affably. His undOubted
years were somehow discounted by
an almost 'efin qulckness of glance,
and his hoBbling gait, his whale APP
pearance suggested Solomon among
cocksparrows hopping along a pump
handle.
Bound for Corydon"
Eyes. Am 1 on the right tracer"
"Folly the path an the towns bit
Of a mile ahead of ye-but If ye will
pity the sorrow of n foolish old blath-
erskite who can't build bit Of q fire
to save his sowl, yen not push on till
we've got the tinder going" And he
thrust his fint and steel into the young
' mans hands with an air Of comical
| diSmay. -,-
"Oh, do" said the girl. Fathers SO
stupid"
The young man took the flint and
steel with laugh and knelt down to
| obey. He rearranged the twigs with n
careful hand, struck a spark into the
| tinder and nursed it for a breathless
moment; then n tiny flame crept up
the pile of brush and the three looked
at one another in triumph.
"Not that we're needin' fire at all,
at ALL" said the little old gentleman,
"On n day like this; but 'tis always
comfort In the woods"
"You build fire like woodsman,"
observed the girl admiringly, Though
Of course you aren't one"
ne HuSltu, lOE lt hutW llldl Ills
rags were an unusual dress for the
buckskln-clad men of the forest; and
the girl added quickly, Because you
aren't carrying Il rifle"
"No, I'm no woodsman," he admit
ted, grateful for her tact, "5ut I've
come long distance through the
woods and have had to learn a little
of their ways"
"Ye've come long way?' asked the
80 gentleman. "Thin yed best be
sittin' down with us for bit. Sure
the town will wait"
ooh, dol" added the girl impulsively.
"Tcll us about the woods. Have you
seen any Indians? Father didn't want
to come out here today for fear one
would pounce on u.s." She laughed
ripple more musical than that of the
brook, and, tucking the skirts of her
Amazon habit beneath her, settled her
self on the ledge Of limestone rock.
"rell us about Indians" she went on
comfortably. "We came here from
New Orleans and haven't seen single,
real paint-ana-feathers one yet. Ooh !"
she laughed in mock terror.
The fire cracked merrily up the face
of the rock and draft of its warmth
swept into the crevice of the stone.
The dusly thing lying within stirred
pleasantly.
'Tve seen only peaceful Indians on
the road so far" smiled the young
man. Il can't tell you any exciting
| tales"
Don't be pestering the lad, Toi-
nette," chided the old man. "I'll be
bound he's too tired to talk"
| The notified rope within the crevice
felt the warmth of the fire, stirred, un.
coiled and glided noiselessly toward
the aperture, paused again.
you live in Corydon, sir?" asked
the young man. "Td like to find work
! there-I'm weaver by trade"
The old gentleman put his head on
one side in dubious reelection. Small
| chance for weaver, my lad" he an
swered, "for every cabin has loom
of its own. But yen find something
for"
| Ills WoTuS lIOHe on MS ups us
tawny notified length flowed out
from the crevice, built itself up with
quick, sinuous twist into coil of liv-
ing death. But, with lightning quick
ness, the young man had seized his
oakcn staff from the ground.
Don't move, ToinetteW he cried {:
and on the words the cudgel whirled
above his shoulders and struck the
venomous head like thunderbolt. A
long left arm swept down and plucked
the girl from the spot where the ugly
folds curled and flattened among the
rocks.
"Merciful heaven!' cried the little
old man weakly, and buried his face in
his hands.
; The girl drew n deep breath; and
The young man suddenly realized that
he was still straining her to his side.
He released her as though she burned
his fingers; and his face crlmsoned
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