Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1917-08-10

sHow did you happen to read Ana
tole FranceY Alaire asked, with
sharp stare of surprise.
The Ranger stirred, but he did not
meet her eyes. "Well," said he, Il
read most anything can get. A fell
Ter meets up with strange books just
like he meets up with strange people,
''Not books like-that." There was
brief silence. "A1r. Law, you went
to school in the East, didn't you?
Where?" The man hesitated, at which
she insisted, "Where?"
Dave reluctantly turned upon her a
pair of eyes in the depths Of which
there lurked the faintest twinkle.
Cornell" said he.
Alaire gasped. After while she re-
marked, stif1y, "YOu have peculiar
sense of humor."
"Now don't be offended" he begged
her. t'I'm good deal like chame-
leon; unconsciously change my color
to suit my surroundings. When we
first met I saw that you took me for
one thing, and since then I've tried not
to show you your mistake"
"Why did you let me send you those
silly books? dare say you've had a
fine laugh at my expense?"
"No!' gravely denied the man.
They had come to an arroyo contain
ing a considerable stream Of muddy
water, and Law was forced to get out
to plug the carburetor and stop the oil
intakes to the crank-case. This done,
Alaire ran the machine through on the
self-starter. When Jose's "Caram-
bas!'' and Dolores shrieks had sub
sided, and they were again under way,
Mrs. Austin, it seemed, had regained
her good humor.
"You will receive no more Of my IA
vorite authors" she told Dave, spite
fully. s'Tl keep them to read my
SELF"
'Do you still believe in chivalry?"
Alaire turned her eyes upon the
questioner, and there were no girlish
illusions in them. "Do you?" she quer-
led, with faint curl Of her lip.
'sWhy-yes."
| She shook her. head. "Men have
! changed. Nowadays they are all self
| ish and sordid. Butt shouldn't gem
eralize, for I'm a notorious man-hater,
! you know"
He nodded, whereupon she eyed him
| speculatively. "Let us see. You are
man-how far would you go for the
wom<n you loved?"
1.-THE limit!"
Mrs. Austin frowned at this light.
seeming answer. ST suppose you mean
that you would make any sacrifice?'
| Eyes; that's it."
"Would you give up the woman her
self, If you considered it your duty r
"No. There couldn't be any duty
higher than love-to my way Of think.
ing. But you shouldn't take me as
a specimen. I'm not good represen
tative Of my SEX"
II think you are very good one,
Alaire said quietly, and Dave realized
| that no fattery was intended.
Despite the rough roads, they made
fair time, and the miles Of cactus and
scrawny brush rolled swiftly past. The
morning sun swung higher, and By
midday the metal of the automobile
had become as hot as frying pan
They stopped at various goat ranches
to inquire about Adolfo Urbina, and al
noon halted beside a watercourse fol
lunch.
Dave was reflling the radiator wher
he overheard Jose in conversation with
Mrs. Austin.
Nowhere trace!" the horse
breaker was saying. "No one has seer
him. Poor Rosa Morales will die OF
a broken heart"
Alaire explained to her guest: "Jose
is worried about his cousin Panfilo. Il
seems he has disappeared"
$50! You are Panfilos cousin .
Dave eyed the Mexican with new in
terest.
"SiI'
you remember the man?' Alaire
went on. HE was with that fellow
you arrested at the water-hole."
ooh, yes. I remember him" Will
steady fingers Dave shook some to
bacco into cigarette paper. He fell
Alaires eyes upon him, and they were
eloquent Of inquiry. but he did no
meet them.
Jose frowned. "No one at La Feris
has seen him, and in Pueblo there wa!
not a word. 1t is strange"
"Panfilo was in bad company wher
saw him." Law finished rolling hi
cigarette and lit it, still conscious O.
Alaire's questioning gaze. HE ma.
have had trouble"
HE was good man." the horse
breaker asserted. ''If he is dead
The Mexican's frown deepened to 1
scowl