The Glenwood post., 1921-01-01

you make such sudden motions as that
I'll have heart failure. Where are
you going naw?"
Back to my watch" she answered,
her tone wholly lacking the personal
note which men have learned to ex-
pect in the voices of women. And an
instant later the three Of them saw
her retreating shadow MS she vanished
among the pines. IN
Dan had to be helped to bed. The
long ride had been too hard on his
shattered lungs; and nerves and body
collapsed an instant after the door
was closed behind the departing girl.
He laughed weakly and begged their
pardon; and the two men were really
very gentle. They told him 1t was
their own fault for permitting him to
overdo. Lennox himself blew out the
candle in the big, cold bedroom.
Dan saw the door close behind him,
and he had an instant's glimpse of the
long sweep of moonlit ridge that
stretched beneath the window. Then,
all at once, seemingly without warn
ing. 1t simply blinked out Not until
| ihS hSAl ulolIllllS ull ne really hlloN
why. Insomnia was an old acquaint-
ance of Dams, and he had expected to
have some trouble in getting to sleep.
His only real trouble was waking up
again when LennoX called him to
breakfast He couldn't believe that
the light at his window shade was
really that of morning.
HGood HanyanS - hIS host ayplodad
I You sleep the sleep of the just"
Dan was about to tell him that on
the contrary he was very nervous
sleeper, but he thought better of 1t.
Something had surely happened to his
insomnia. The next instant he even
forgot to wonder about 1t in the reali-
zation that his tired body had been
wonderfully refreshed. lie had no
dread now Of the long tramp up the
ridge that his host had planned.
But first came target practice. In
Dams baggage he had certain very
plain but serviceable sporting rifle of
about thirty-forty caliber-a gun that
the information department of the
large sporting-goods store in Gitche
apolis had recommended for his pur-
pose. Except for the few moments in
in his hands. The first shot he hit the
trunk Of a fve-foot pine at thirty
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"But l couldn't very well have
missed 1t" he replied to Lennox's
cheer. you see, aimed at the mid
debut | just grazed the edge"
The second shot was not so good
missing the tree altogether And 1t
was singular thing that he aimed
longer and tried harder on this shot
than on the first. The third time he
tried still harder, and made by far
the worst shot of all.
"What's the matter?" he demanded.
"Pm getting worse all the time"
Lennox didn't know for sure. But
he made long guess. 'It might be
beginners luck" he said, "but I'm in
clined to think you're trying too hard.
Take 1t easIer-depend more on your
instincts"
Dams reply was to lift the rife
lightly to his shoulder, glance quickly
along the trigger and fire The bullet
struck within one inch of the center
of the pine.
For long second Lennox gazed at
him In open-mouthed astonishment.
"My stars, boy!' he cried at last.
"Was / mistaken in thinking you were
born Standardization all? Can 1t
be that n little of your old GRANDPA.
TIERS skill has been passed down to
you? But you can't do 1t again."
But Dan did do 1t again. If any
thing, the bullet was little nearer
the center. And then he aimed at a
more distant tree.
But the hammer snapped down In.
effectively on the breech. He turned
with look of question.
"Your gun only holds five shots,
Lennox explained. Reloadlng, Dar
tried more difficult target-a trunk
almost one hundred yards distant. OF
course 1t would have been only child's
play to an experienced hunter: but
to tenderfoot II was n difficult
mark indeed Twice out Of four shots
Dan hit the tree trunk, and one Of his
two hits was practically bulls-eye
His two misses were the result of thu
same mistake he had made before
attempting to hold his aim too long.
Dan and Lennox started together
up the long slope of the ridge. Dar
alone armed; Lennox went with hin
solely as guide. The deer season hat
Just opened, and 1t might be that Dai
would want to procure one of thes'
creatures.
But I'm not sure l want to hun
deer" Dan told him. "You speak o
them as being so beautiful"
"They are beautiful and you
grandfather would never hunt them
either, except for meat. But mayb
you'll change your mind when you SCI
buck. Besides. we might run into