The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1916-01-20
troubled eyes.


you bout. Miss Wynne." Uncle Billy's
wave of the hand was meant for an
Introduction.
That Crawford and the young won.
an might be at the poles socially did
not trouble him. He would have pre.
sented a stevedore to a grand duchess.
happen they both stopped long enough
in his l,oathouse.
81 am pleased to meet you, Mr. Gran.
ford.''
She did not offer her hand, but she
was as quick to read distinction and
breeding as he was. II feel as if I'd
been poaching. Uncle Billy"-how
oddly the name sounded from her Hps!
has been your guide so long that
you will not enjoy the sport without
him.
Don't you let that worry " none,
Miss Wynne," interposed the guide,
Hes goin' t have Lester, who can
outrow n outf1sh me any day In tn
week. M. between you m me N tn
gatepost, he'd rather have i'm" Uncle
Billy's sentences sometimes resembled
the buzz and murnur of bumblebees.
BILLY. I'd rather have Lester than
any one besides you"
"Taffy!" shifted Billy. II got a sweet
tooth yet; go on"
| The girl laughed freely. Music.
She walked to the runway and peer
ed out 1T will be clear by sunset"
was her comment.
Uncle Billy looked at Crawford as if
to say: 'There! Whut d l tell you?"
"The rain will wear down the wind.
shouldn't be surprised if we had fat
water tomorrow. How about bait p
still with her gaze upon the rolling
mountains which crossed the river
PLENTY in tn car at TIL big boat
house. Well jes' half t. fish Pidgin.
They won't be anywheres 'cept in deep
water
You have fished Pidgin, Miss
Wynne?"
"Yes, and dare say you have, many
times"
Since was fifteen, when we had to
row out there"
Twenty year ago." supplemented
Uncle Billy, signing reminiscently.
"That's fine way to treat friend!"
exclaimed Crawford. Telling NV age
like that!'
Another ripple of laughter from the
girl.
Have you noted the variety of cur
rents out there? she asked. "One day
you can fish straight down the ledge:
another, the line forms curve back to
the shoal, and again you can't do any
thing but ride up and down the bar"
'Pidgin is all right in July and Au-
gust, but this time of year the wind
blows from all points of the compass in
day, and it's bad place for man to
fish. Billy ought not to take you out
there except when the water is fat
The tone of his voice conveyed dis
approval.
IA motorboat is only as strong as
it's engine. | was blown out to Calico
once In September. a norther came up
all of Il sudden. For awhile we thought
it was all up with us. They found us
the next afternoon, half dead with cold
and hunger"
I'm not afraid" she replied to this
open warning, which was only an echo
of Uncle Billy's.
Her chin stood out a little.
~ love it out at Pidgin. 1t is wild
and free there. If gale comes up
one cannot run back to the hotel-noth
ing else to do but fight it out. | was
born at sea-"
She turned her face toward the rain
again.
Hey! Mr. Crawford. smell stump.
in burnin'."
Good heavens!' exclaimed Crawford.
making dash past the girl and out on
to the slippery runway.
He knelt quickly, soaked his pocket
and extracted his pipe.
what a terrible thing forgetfulness
ISL observed the girl gravely, though
her eyes twinkled. And l have been
used to tobacco smoke for several
years."
Its mighty good of you not to
laugh" said Crawford, with rueful
look on his face. CHATS my favorite
pipe, and it will take three or four
days to sweeten it again.
"Live N Farm" Uncle Billy said.
sweeping up his spark plugs and dump
ing them into box.
He then reached under the bench
into pail and brought forth hand
full of scarlet harvest apples.
And Immediately there were sounds
pianissimo, moderate and sforzando)
which are permitted only among truly
democratic individuals.
1t was the final stroke. 1t accom-
plished more than all the polished
phrases Of social diplomacy could have
done. Till the end of time these three
would be more than casual acquaint-
ances.
At length Miss Wynne announced
that she must be going.