The weekly times-record. (Valley City, N.D.) 1912-1922, 1917-12-27

the photograph. Ned Driscoll would
have been sadly depressed had he
comprehended the real attraction for
Marvin In the picture. Marvin rea-
soned that he made his living, or rather
his fame, in studying humanity. Here
was subject that vitality attracted
him. Why not exploit the incident?
New scenes and new characters would
stimulate society-surfeited expert
ences, Pierce Marvin made up his
mind, and by the end of the week he
was on his way to Mirror lake.
There was dance at the one public
hall Of the settlement the night he ar
rived, located on the top floor of the
somewhat Indifferent hotel at which he
had put up. The people residing
around the lake, except for summer
visitors, were h0mely, homespun and
honest, the atmosphere of the dance
hall healthful, CHEEKY, all friendliness.
The moment his eyes rested upon a
girl with dazzling eyes and glowing
cheeks he recognized the original Of
the picture. He watched her graceful
movements, the innocent enjoyment Of
the occasion throbbing and natural.
She was really study, however. He
learned her name. It was Winnie
Brand. Her uncle, a diamond in the
rough, her cousin, young woodsman
as artless as herself, completed char
acteristic frontier trio.
Marvin sought an introduction and
danced twice with her. She looked up
at his handsome, courteous face with
pride and a sort Of veneration.
"The pleasantest evening Of my life"
decided Marvin, as he went to his
room after midnight. II shall cultivate
her" but he did not meet her as he
hoped the next day and learned that
she had gone with her relatives on a
fishing trip down the lake.
He was trying his luck at a secluded
cove the next afternoon, and poor luck
at that, when he noticed coming down
the beach Winnie and her cousin. The
girl carried a great monster Of fish
over her shoulder at the end Of rope.
She discovered Marvin and halted.
There was confab with her compan-
ion. She shifted the fish to him. Then
both approached, the lad in the fore
ground, Winnie rather shyly holding
back.
"It's twenty-pounder, mister" said
the boy. cts yours, and the weighing
scales and the photograph thrown in,
for five dollars.'
II don't understand you," spoke Mar
vim, but he soon did, and comprehend
ed the merit of Ned Driscolls phe-
nomenal catch. D. .,
"They all buy" said the lad naively,
land 60 home and brag about their big
HAUL"
'But I do not care to boast of what
have not attained" explained Marvin.
"Where do you catch these monsters,
anyhow" -.. - "
II will be glad to show you tomor-
row." spoke Winnie quickly and then
and there an arrangement was made
for the morrow. i
What day Of sport! What a charm
Ing. guide and companion, who showed
not the slightest restraint IN the COM
pany Of man she instinctively recog-
mixed regarded her with respect and
admiration. Winnie, indeed, knew the
secret haunts Of the big fish. They
were started homeward and crossing
the lake at it's broadcast part near some
small islands, when the girl viewed
the darkening sky with a serious
glance and rowed the faster.
"Uncle said we would have a blow"
! she spoke. "Hold fast to the side of
the boat. It's coming"
! The furious blast came with hurri-
,scanelike velocity. That only Marvin
i.Taalized, as the boat was sent whizzing
anePd aeafmAA rock. The contact lift
ed him clear ont Of thse boat, and the
next he knew he was lying on the
grounufdsA on one 81 the little MI Jssfnds and
WINNIE was placing adnpping andage
to hislbrVfsed brow. Il,
She has saved his szlife and had
sprained tAr WRIST I'd y pgging him to
safety. 1st ~ did sknOw until
two hour 6kenti h. when the
4; ! 4 : =: !:
i I'D fsherns lew came to
the rescue.
Two hour been COM
panion Gastav rs Drawing
the intense pc 6ed, Vim
ME Brand Nal kheerine
| chatter toSnnaR1 red an
honored guest2 I'm and
discomfort This
Tgean never "a md do not
wish to,'t deternl lsrvin the next
morning, and wall ed over to the home
Of the OLD fshenfnan and told Winnie
that t'e loved hkr.
6es Hated Port In World.
Banana in South Africa is probably
ON ct fthe best hated ports in the
world. Hither come the exiles who