The Fayette falcon. (Somerville, Tenn.) 190?-current, 1920-12-24

young. So 1t came about that whe'i
Dams train stopped at Cheyenne IL
found telegram waiting him:
"Any relation to Dan Failing of the
Umpqua dlyide?"
Dan had never heard Of the imp
qua divide, but he couldn't doubt but
that the sender OF the wire referred
to his grandfather. He wired In the
affirmative. The head of the Chamber
Of Commerce received the wire, read
II, thrust II into his desk. and in the
face of really important piece of
business proceeded to forget all about
II. Thus 1t came about that, except
for one thing, Dan Failing would have
probably stepped Off the train at his
destination wholly unheralded and un-
met. The one thing that changed his
destiny was that at a meeting Of a
certain widely known fraternal order
the next night, the Chamber of Com
merce crossed trails with the Frontier
In the person of another old resident
who had his home in the farthest
reaches Of the Umpqua divide. The
latter asked the former to come up
for few days shooting-the deer be-
Ing fatter and more numerous than
any previous season since the days of
the grizzlies.
TOO busy. I'm afraid" the Cham
Der Of Commerce had replied. "But
Lennox-that reminds me. Do you
remember old Dan Faillng?"
Lennox probed back into the years
for single instant. Strengthened out
all the kinks of his memory in less
time than the wind straightens out
the folds of flag. and turned a most
interested face, Remember him p he
exclaimed. II should say l do" The
middle-aged man half-closed his pierre
ing. gray eyes.
listen, Steele" he said, ~ saw Dan
Failing make a bet once. l was Just
kid, but | wake up in my sleep to
marvel at It, We had a full long
glimpse OF black-tail bounding up a
long slope. II was just a splke-buck,
and Dan Failing said he could take
the left-hand spike Off with one shot
from his old Sharpe's. Three of us
bet hlm-the whole thing in less than
two seconds. With the next shot,
he'd get the deer. He won the bet,
and now If ever forget Dan Failing,
want to die"
you're just the man I'm looking
for, then. You're not going out till the
day after tomorrow
"No."
ION the limited, hitting here tomor-
row morning. there's grandson of
Dan Falling. His name is Dan Fall
ing, too. and he wants TO go up to your
place to hunt. Stay all summer and
pay board"
Lenn0x's eyes said that he couldn't
believe 1t was true. After a while his
tongue spoke, toe. Good Lord" he
said. 81 used to foller Dan around
like old Shag, before he died, followed
Snowblrd. OF course he can come.
But he can't pay board"
1t was rather characteristic of the
mountain men-that the grandson OF
Dan Failing couldn't possibly pay
board. But Steele knew the ways 81
cities and Of men. and he only smiled.
HE won't come, theh," he explained.
Anyway, have that out with him AZ
the end of his stay. He wants fish,
ing, and you've got that In the North
fork. Moreover, you're thousand
miles back"
only one hundred, IL you must
know. But Steele-do you suppose
he's the man his grandfather was be-
fore him-that all the Faillngs have
been since the first days of the Ore
gon trailf II he. is--well. my hats
Off to him before he steps off the
train"
The m0untaineer's bronzea face was
earnest and intent In the bright lights
of the club. Steele thought he had
known his breed. Now he began to
have doubts of his own knowledge.
"He won't be; don't count on It," he
said humbly. "The Failings have done
much for this region. and I'm glad |
enough TO do little to pay II back,
but don't count much on this eastern
boy. He's lived In cities; besides, he's |
q sick man. He said so In his wire |
You ought to know II before you take
him in"
The bronzed face changed; possibly |
a shadow of disappointment came In
to his eyes. "a hunger. eh?" Lennox
repeated. "Yes--it's true that II he'd |
been like the other Failings, he'd never
have been that. Why, Steele, you
couldn't have given that old man a
cold IL you'd tied him In the Rogue
river overnight. OF course you couldn't
count on the line keeping up forever.
But I'll take him, for the memory OF |
his grandfather"
You're not afraid tor
Afraid. HI! He can't infect those
two strapping children Of milne. Snow
bird weighs one hundred and twenty |
pounds and Is hard as steel. Never
knew a sick day In her life. And you
know Bin, OF course"