The daily Alaskan., 1919-06-12

ner rect. ~ohI come on, agree, Bar rie." she coaIed, and laughingly Bar rie agreed.
 Re was bound to admit the wisdom of his sisters plan, after his first sat isfactory days fishing. The tree-shel- tered corner he chose was most rest. ful, and the fish seemed waiting to bite. When he returned joyously weary to the veranda of the inn, Dull cie, strangely unattended, loafed hap oily in her hammock. Her simple mid dy was comfortably crumpled, and her hair twisted itself in uncared-for rings.
 Tomorrow" Barrie told her, T shall start at five in the morning." And he did. He was forcing his way through obstructng branches, to his chosen re- treat. when ho paused abruptly, in as- tenishment." Another fisherman or rather Asherwoman. had forestalled him. Calmly holding a bamboo rod, sat tho prettieBt girl he had ever seen. At least that is what Barrie thought; others might have disputed his opinion. And Barrie all his young life had been indifferent to female charm.
 This girl, who was unlike any other girl Barrie had known, turned upon him frownihgly, and bade him, as one man to another:
 Keep still or you'll spoil my bite"
 BarriS kept still, until the struggle between the fish, which was large, and the sirl, who was small, threatened to to throw both into the river. Then Barrie came forward masterfully, and possessing the rod. triumphantly land ed the Ash.
 At which, the girl. whose moods were strangely surprising, begged Bar rie to remove the hook and set the poor hsh free.
 You see," she naively explained, "I never really expected to catch him."
 Better take him home for dinner" Barrie suggested.
 "pm staying at the inn," the girl ob- jected, "so have no use for him there"
 "In keep the fish myself, then" Barrie said decidedly, ito add to my days sport"
 Reluctantly the girl consented, al- lowing him later to rebait her hook.
 It Is surprising how much environ ment has to do with the advancement of friendship. Barrie in two meetings at a formal affair, would have been addressing hls new-found companion as Miss Robinson" which she con fided was her name. But after a sec ond gloriously long and idle morning in the isolated spot beneath the trees, he was calling the girl of the fishing rod Little Brown Eyes," and his voice sounded very tender.
 You will come again, Brown EyesT" begged Barrie.
 The charming girl sadly shook her head.
 ''I think not" she said. '9frs. Trent might not like 1t. We usually visit to- gether afternoons on the hotel yer anda."
 Mrs. Trent" Barrie's heart sank In uncomfortable recollection. Dull cie's ruse had been forgotten. And now--how explain?
 Of course," the girl continued, "I should not have become acquainted with you-had I not knOwn-MrS. Trent first"
 The sun had left Barrie's sky and his step its spring as he came scowl- Iugly to face his sister. A white tianneled young man was now In at tendance.
 Barrie" Dulcie announced care lessly, "this is Mir. Robinson. His sister was a classmate of mine at Deans, and she's staying here at the Inn. I was telling them yesterday about our little lark. It's all of, Bar rie. Mrs. Trent is no more"
 But BarrIe's face showed no disap- proval. A girls laughing face looked out at him from the shadows of the hall, and Barrie hastened to step ln- side.