Richmond planet. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1883-1938, 1917-09-01

would have done the trick, given ME n
working outfit along with what I've
got that would have put us both Oh
Easy street. However, the poor old
chap didn't get around to 1t. sun.
pose, like lots of other business men,
when he stopped everything ran down.
According to Lander's figures, there
won't be thing left when all ac.
counts arc squared"
Don't talk about 1t, Charlie" she
begged. ITS too near. and l was
through 1t all"
Il would have been there too" Ben
ton said, but. rs l told you, was
out Of reQch of your wire, and by the
time gorit 1t was all over. couldn't
have done any good, anyway. There's
no use mourning. One way and all
other we've all got to come to 1t some
day"
Stella looked out over the placid.
shimmcring surface OF Roaring lake
for minute. Her grief was dimming
with time and distance, and she had
all her own young life before her. She
found herself drifting from painful
memories of her fathers sudden death
to consideration Of things present
and personal. She found herself won
dering critically II this strange, rude
land would work rs many changes in
her as were patent in this bronzed and
burly brother.
Are there many people living around
this 1akcF* she inquired. at Is surely
Il beautiful spot. If we had this at
home there would be a summer cot
tagc on every hundred yards Of shore"
BE long time before we get to
that stage here" Benton returned.
"And scenery in b. c. is n drug OH the
market. We've got Europe backed or
tho map for tourist attractions if they
only knew 1t. No, about the only sum-
mer home In this locality Is the Abbey
place ut Cottonwood Point. They come
up hero every summer for two or three
months. Otherwise l don't know OF
any lilies Of tho field, barring the hotel
people, .and they, being purely tran
sieht don't count. There's the Abbey
Monohan outfit with two big logging
camps, my outfit, Jack Fyfe's, some
hand loggcrs Oh the cast shore and the
Il. ~. IL. ut the head of the lake. That's
the population, ana Roaring lake IS for
ty-two miles long and eight wide"
Are there any nice girls uround?"
sho asked.
Benton grinncd widely
"GirlsT said he. Not so YOU could
notice. Outside the Springs and the
hatchery over the way, there isn't a
white woman on the lake cxccpt Lefty
llowc's wifc-Lcfty's Jack Fyre's fore.
nan-nnd she's fat and past forty. |
told you 1t was a God forsakcn hole
rs far rs society is concerned, StelI."
Il know" she said thought fully
hut one can scarcely realize such IL
such n social Darkness until one ne
tuaily experiences it. Anyway, | don't
Know but I'll appreciate utter quiet
Tor awhile. But whit do you do with
yourself when you're not working?"
There's seldom any such time" he
answered. II tell You. Stella, I've got
big job on my hands. I've got def
mite mark to shoot at. and I'm going
TO make DulIscye In spite Of H. and
AiiSh ""lSh. iNlNc ITO TO NAV.
and there's no place to play IL had.
L don't intend to muGdie along making
pittancc like II hand logger. | want
stake. And then it'll be time to
make a splulEc in IL country where
man cam get " run for his money"
III that's; the case" she observed.
I'm likely to be handicap to you,
am notT'
Lord. no." he smiled. "PI put you
to work. too. when you get rested up
from your trip You stick with me. sis,
ana you'll wear diamonds"
She laughed with him ut this. and,
leaving the shady maple, they walked
up to tho hotel, where BENTON proposed
that they get a canoe and paddle to
where Roaring river flowed out Of tho
hike half n, mile westward to kill the
time that must elanse before the $3.50
train.
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