The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1916-09-10


II must now leave you-dad will be
waiting" she announced.
u do not wish to detain you. Nell
am going to call you by your name"
said Jack arising and facing the girl.
But tell me where can find that
fellow, DAM"
In the woods she answered vague
ly.
Then how much sang did you lose
and what was 1t worth?' pressed the
young man.
Nell clasped her hands and hung her
head.
Two pounds, maybe. worth five dol
lars pound" she replied at length,
withou: looking UP.
Instantly, Jacks hand went into his
trousers pocket and pulling II out, he
thrust crumpled gold certificate of
the denomination of twenty into the
girls hands.
There, accept It," he cried Tell
dad all about IT and me-"
The girl tilted her chin and her hos
som heaved. She crushed the bill in
her hands and looked into Jacks face.
She started to speak.
Il L"
Nell did not finish. A cracking
noise in the woods near caused Jack
and the girl to look in that direction,
A large mouhtaineer stood eyeIng
them as he had unwittingly intruded
into their presence. In his right hand
he carried small sang bag.
DAM" exclaimed Nell excitedly, as
she beheld the stranger.
The fellow whom Nell addressed as
Dan, seemed more surprised than
startled by his discovery. He did not
move nearer, but remained quizzical-
ly surveying the couple.
Dan" repeated Jack in amazement,
your tormentor?' The pallor of the
girls face confirmed the query. She
touched Jacks arm restrainingly. He
shall give up the sang to you," de-
clared Jack resolutely. and he stepped
quickly toward the mountaineer.
Doesn't the bag Of sang you have In
your hand belong to this girl?" he
cried.
The fellow. who was the larger Of
the two men, shot defiant glance at
Jack.
Its NINE" he snapped.
But you took 1t wrongfully from
her" cried Jack passionately, glancing
to Nell who stood back in an attitude
Of despair. And you shall give it
up, now"
Dan Guffawed. To him the situa-
ton had become suddenly gleeful. Jack
was not Disconnected by the fellows
obstinacy, though. He stood within a
few feet of Dan and measured the
distance quickly with his eye. He did
not wait to argue with the sang-rob-
her, but made a quick pass for the
fellow on whom he landed with a right
to the jaw. The big mountalneer was
stunned by the blow and staggered
against tree. He dropped the bag
and mad light gllttered in his eyes.
He struck back with a mighty lunge.
Jack side-stepped the blow and Dan
found himself facing the girl who had
leaped into the opening like an
aroused tigeress.
Dan drew up abruptly and glared at
the bold girl Her form shook with
rage and her eyes blazed. She raised
her hand menacingly and uttered one
word: "Go!"
The effect Of the girls command
elected look of utter bewildermeut
from Dan. He made no audible pro-
test o" move to obey.
"Go-now!" reiterated the girl, We
hemently, pointing to the woods at
the mans back.
With lips tightly compressed in i'm
potent rage and blank glance at
Jack. Dan wheeled slowly, but DELHI
erately, and with crashing steps, dis
appeared among the trees.
Jack stood dazedly gazing at the
spot where the mountaineer had van
ished, until a Juggling sensation at his
right hand caused him to look around.
There in a crouching attitude be-
fore him, was Nell. She grasped his
hand in hers while her hair swept
her head and shoulders in tide of
gold. She pressed her lips to Jacks
hand and passionately kissed II. Then
springing 10 her feet, she gave him n
startled look. idolizing and wistful,
and bounded off into the woods like
frightened faun.
Stay" cried Jack. He sprang for
ward to detain the girl But she had
flashed from view behind the low
green foliage He was alone. He
looked down at his hand which the
girl had clasped with kiss-in his
fingers was the crumpled bill!
Mystery or romance" solilouuized
Jack, ironically, and he thrust the bill
back into his pocket. no use to hang
around here"
Taking possession of the bag of sang
which lay on the ground, and picking
up the camera and fishing outfit. he
started for the hunting lodge.
When he reached the lodge. the
steward Of the place handed him his
mail. Among the letters received was
one from Charley Wells. Charley had
hunted in the region few weeks pre-
viously. II was chatty letter
throughout, but concluded interesting
ly as follows:
Have You met the golden-haired