The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1916-02-24

Navarro! She had ridden tho s-ou,,'
without Il scratch.
He did not return to the boatho,so
but wandered aimlessly past the LIGHT
Testers oars We're gone; by this time
they We're far out into the lake. Ha
saw the remains of a recent fro q
shore dinner fire, one he was cert.;n
neither he nor Lester had built. This
was cobble range. while he and los
ter had portable stoves.
by jings. Whut d v know 'bout
that?" he calculated. Behind the mini,
granite bowlder lay two rods in their
gray cotton castings.
"Somebuddy's ben tishin' m got out
in a hurry. Well, well; findin's $
keepin's. Good rods r. always handy in
these parts. Luck's with you, Uncle
Billy"
In the east the Roman scarfs were
becoming brilliant. Uncle Billy laid
down his find, took off his clothes and
boldly waded into the water.
lie tugged in the boat, and the sun
was up by the time lie had cleaned
her bow to stern. set the cushions out
to dry and put the new found rods
in the pantry" as he called the extra
! fish box on the port side.
Lester came out rubbing his eyes. At
n glance he saw what had happened.
-Four feet O water jess beyond tn
Dock explained Uncle Billy. En-
ginell be all right, but TIL boats gone
/ glory. Y'll half t build this winter.
Ihcm two sleepin' YETI"
Yes, they're still sleeping" answer
Cd Lester moodily. He had loved that
| Oh boat as another man might have
loved dog. For seven years it had
been his faithful servant.
III help y when it comes t. build
I'M, SEEM S how I'm t blame. But
Lester, sumpin' l amt told v yet
She offered me a hundred dollars t.
make pidgin.'
"a hundred dollars? Lords name
what for:'
4 can't tell y that But don't you
worry none. Mr.. CranforiTll see that
i don't lose nuthin'. | know him.
hut In worried bout Miss Wynne
SHE'S hurt, But when a ptjcky WOul-
us hurt size don't holler. N so y
ut tell how bad she is hurt 1t
@n't g0in { be no fun Gittin hel back
IL farm. IN sooner we start n
H4tter. j We start right away weH
mako IT. farm by . + so"
iii have to stay and set the engine
aaa aad soak her in kerosene. Come
blal. lor me th:s afternoon or have the
1ajr boat come tor me.
".Al right. III DO tn square thing
Il divide that nuu4icd.'
Coffee am eggs in half an hour ii
you want emf sang out the Ii@AtAeep-
q from his doorway.
Good for YOU
At 100 Uncle Billy, Crawford and
Diana We're homeWard bound.
They had taken out the middle seat.
SO that she could lie at Il considerable
angle. Her head no longer throbbed,
but her arm and ankle caused her ex-
cruciating misery.
So she kept absolutely quiet, and
Crawford had tact enough not to ply
her with questions, though the tempta-
ton was almost irresistible. In the Sc
cret service like himself and playing
her woman's hand alone against as ac-
complished band Of rogues as ever
set the Atlantic ports by the ears, and
one of them her husband!
Her quietness was as much due to
resignation as anything else. She was
firm in the intention not to drag Gran
ford into these quicksands of cross
purpose and treachery and dishonor.
If it had been an ordinary case, i'm
personal, she would have contided to
him at the beginning. But it was not
ordinary, it was terribly personal, and
he must never, never know what lay
back of it all.
II she had told him anything it must
be all, and oh, she did not want him
to go away, thankful for his escape.
She wanted always to remain the sub
tie mystery, sometimes to enchain his
thought in the dim future. All, why
had she not died in the kindly convent,
with all her beautiful illusions?
They reached the farm at 8.
The two men made hand chair for
her and carried her into the parlor and
laid her on the sofa.
"Why, Miss Wynne!'' said Uncle Bill
~ amiably, but you amt no fairy
''She's a goddess, Billy" said Gran
ford.
She smiled.
Here the landlady hustled the men
into the hall. Miss Wynne must be put
to bed at once. Half an hour later she
opened the door.
You can come in now, but only for
a moment. Billy, Miss Wynne wants
you to send this telegram right away"
She gave the guide sealed envelope.
THE operator is to open it"
Have her off n hour" declared I'm
Gle Billy happily.
Everything was to turn out right.
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