Mrs. Grundy. (Tracy City, Tenn.) 1903-1930, 1921-02-24

expected SuCh an action on nef part.
lie ran to the cabin steps and
screamed to Devon.
"She's In the lake, Ry," he shivered
as the other man sprang to the deck.
When Tonnbel felt the water over
her, she swept to the lakes bottom
with one long stroke. Then deftly she
rid herself of her dress skirt and be-
gan to swim swiftly under the water.
They were tense minutes that the
two men stood waiting, until suddenly
beyond them to the south curly head
came above the waters edge. Then
they leapt to the shore and raced to-
ward the place she must land. To
the painting girl 1t was race for life,
Suddenly, like a flashing glimpse
from Heaven, the words. "Stand Still
and See the Salvation of the Lord"
floated before her eyes like fame of
gold. Philip MacCauley's deep voice
seemed to speak them in her ringing
ears Immediately after. "Goddy." she
groaned, salvation of the Lord, oh.
darlin' Salvation"
Just then her feet touched the peb-
bles on the bottom of the lake. With
one wild leap she was on the shore
and up the bank, Criah screaming at
her to stop.
She heard the two men crashing
after her. That her short, swift leaps
could outdistance them for long If she
tried for the boulevard, she had no
hope But all about ner were giant
| friends with outstretched arms, offer
ing her shelter. For one instant she
paused, then sprang into the air,
caught the lower branch of great
pine tree and like squirrel scurried
| up 1t. Almost at the top, spanned over
by the blue sky, she crawled out to
the end of big limb and chung to IL.
Beneath her the lnen paused and
shouted curses up at her. Tonnibel
cared nothing for curses. She'd heard
them all her life, used them. too. when
she felt like 1t.
| Suddenly there came to her ears the
tapping of paddle in the lake, She
flung up her head, peeped out and saw
canoe taking it's leisurely way to-
ward Ithaca. She bent over and looked
down.
Daddy" she cried. there's some
one rowin' on the lake. I'm goin' to
holler like hi. And when he comes,
I'll tell i'm how you banged EIDE, and
IL she's croaked you'll both get Jailed.
i. Here's where I holler!"
She sent out a quick birdlike trill.
and the man In the canoe held his
| paddle suspended in the air as he
studied the forest. This didn't inter
est Tonnibel as much as did the fact
that Devon and Reggie Brown jumped
to their feet and raced away toward
the boulevard. Tonnibel from her
perch saw them disappear toward
Ithaca before she slid to the ground.
| The man in the canoe, too made but
a short pause before he dipped his
paddle and shot away. On the deck
of the boat Tonnibel picked up Gus
sie-Piglet and, dripping wet. went
swiftly down the cabin steps. There
she found her mother on the bunk. her
face discolored by her husbands
blows. She looked as If she were dead,
and for moment the forlorn child of
the wilderness uttered heartbroken
little cries for help.
The cabin was ciuttered In the
struggle Uriah Devon had had with
i n mi In t. ynd
around. The old clothes daddy had
brought home were strewn over the
cabin floor. Tonnibel heaped them
together, then began to examine them.
They needed nothing but pressing.
This she'd do to save her mother the
work; and perhaps the fact tha. he
had something ready to sell would
make Uriah less brutal when he came
back. In running her fingers over a
coat, searching for small rents, Tony
felt something between the lining and
outside, book II seemed like, which
she hastily pulled out. 1t was small
and much worn. There wasn't any
money In It, in fact nothing but pic
ture. wrapped up In paper.
She looked at the picture curiously.
A baby's face smiled up at her. and
her own lips curved bit In answer to
the laughing challenge In the little
ones eyes.
Then she turned 1t over.
| On the back was written:
MY baby, Caroline Pendlehaven,
aged six months. If this picture is ever
lost the finder will receive money re-
| ward hv returning if 10 DR. Panl Pen.