South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1921-07-15

Die, Dckv said as ne came DaCk 10
where / was sitting on the cabin
veranda- His dinner viii be on the
table, he says. in exactly "a minutes
and 36 seconds. and he allows that
we can wash up in the odd four
minutes and stated seconds So
come along. old dear. Wen fnd
Blues Bridge. I've got mental blue
prints OF the place strewn all over
me. Whistling sam is some little
director, I'll tell the world"
rose, transferred the extra
sweater 1 had thrown across my
shoulders TO Dicky's arm, and fell
into step beside him.
"Whistling sam. I assume, is the
name OF the gentleman with the
fork to whom you were talking" l
said demurely.
Ny husband glanced down at me
quizzically.
What marvellous intuition you
hvae," he said, with burlesqued ad-
miratiOn. You guessed right the
very first time. CO TO the head OF
the class. petty"
But why Whistling SAM" per-
sisted. us that all the name he
has2"
We had turned the corner Of the
rambling. one-story building by this
time, and found ourselves IN a wide.
grassy road, extending away from
the house through the trees.
This must be the motor road"
Dicky said, gazing down its sunlit,
dappled vista. There are loads OF
motor parties who come down here
for dinner through the season. at
tracted by whistling Sans cooking
and architecture"
Architecture" / echoed. EDO
YOU mean that he"
I turned back TO look at the
quaint, rambling cabin, which. seen
in the perspective through which We
were viewing it, revealed itself as
something really beautiful. and far,
far removed from the common
place.
'Built every inch OF it with the
aid of one helper. an unslilled day
laborer, whom he keeps principally
70 help him lift heavy logs. oh. he's
a character Whistling Sam Is. I've
heard Of him before, and I'm mighty
glad to get this chance to view him
at close range"
wisely kept silent, seeing that
Dicky was I'm a communicative vein,
and knowing from long experience
that an injudicious question might
make him register an imitation OF q
clam.
Its 70 be supposed he has a real
name. and folks, and other appurte-
nances Of a civilized human being.
But he never by any chance reveals
anything concerning his history"
Dicky went on. "Whistling sam he
calls himself. and whistling sam Is
the only name he is ever called.
Even his mail is addressed that way.
He IS one Of the best camp cocks
in the country, they tell me-" Dicly
smacked his lips in burlesqued APP
probation. But he is more noted
for his wzardry in building. He's
done camps for many wealthy IN n
who've come here and seen this. Ho
asks so many dollars a day. mis- eX-
penses, the transportation Of his
tools. and the services Of one un-
+ skilled laborer in the vicinity Of his
work. which he stipulates must be
/ in the heart Of the woods Then no
/ fells trees, turns came into logs ana
! floor boards and trimmings, and
| builds as large or as small a camp
as is ordered. And his results ere
! certainly fascinating. There's an.
! other OF his buildings over there, a
. hunters camp where men who come
down here hunting can stay all
night if they wish. Of course, this
building IS mostly dining halls. with
/ kitchen and one sitting room. I've
! half a notion 10 grab some spot that
suits us up north, and have him put
I up a shack. What do you sly?"
/ "Oh, Iickyi" l exclaimed estati-
cally. But even az the exclamation,
born Of my artistic instincts. left my
lips I began TO have doubts of the
practically Of the scheme. Were
/ these houses suitable for hOusekeep-
/ ing from a woman's point Of view .?
/ saw a number Of oren crevices,
and decided that they were not proof
I against mosquitoes, wandering in
sects or even an occasional tiny
/ snake should one decide to make the
/ inside CT the structure his home.
] But I knew better than to qualify
I that first asserting cry. Dicky would
probably forget all about the
scheme IL I kept silent. while if I
opposed it. he would be almost GER
tain 10 go in and engage Whistling
Sam on the spot. and purchase the
piece OF ground for him TO WORK on
when he returned north.
IT thought II would get you" my
husband said approvingly. But
there's no hurry. III find out be-
fore we 60 where I can reach him
/ by mail. then after we find 4 suit
able site / can communicate with
him. Look here-that must Oe
| Blues Rridge!"
We had come out upon a long
| bridge spanning the stream. It lock.
ed as ifsit were a most ancient
structure, and / rather timolously
set my feet upon It. wondering IL it
might not be so old as 10 be danger
Gus But one look at the MASSIVE