The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1921-01-06

LIE OOcCOr from OVer-lne-IuOuutalu
stood on the door stone at bod March's
cabin and looked Jane March straight
in the eyes.
"YOur fathers legs pretty bad,
Jane" he said kindly.
you mean-hell lose it," demand
ed Jane in her direct way.
"He might Needs care = better
send him to DR.. Frames place at
Wawmut."
SLOW? He can't be moved"
I'LL fix that-we can get him over
quite easily. The doctor has every
thing to make it easy. Your father
will be all right by Christmas"
Jane nodded slowly. At last she
spoke and tears were near her brave
brown eyes. 1--WE haven't much money
left, DOCTOR" she confessed, land dad,
being sick, will miss all the fall work
you know the best guide on the
mountains"
II know it, Jane. It's a pity that
bear clawed him."
IF l had been along-it wouldn't
could earn some money, doctor?' she
said anxiously.
The doctor thought rapidly. "Been
with your father much? Know woods?
Can you shoot?
HE says I'm as good as he is, but of
course I'm not. A girl couldn't be-"
she answered modestly. us there
something I can do?' she asked with
hope in her eyes.
"After your father goes to DR..
Frames I'll send Old Red Squirrels
squaw over here-you know Molly
Basket? She's the best chaperon in
seven counties-won't even let the
stars blink at you! My idea is this.
Jane March-just take your fathers
place. When his customers come
most of them are old dodgers from
the city, fat bankers and brokers who
want bit of hunting and q taste of
camp life-you can guide 'em and
Molly Basket can cook, and you can
make believe your father is in the
cabin if you want to!"
Doctor, how splendid!" cried Jane,
and ran in to tell the plan to bod
March, who listened at first with h0r.
ror, then dismay and at last with resig-
nation, for the leg was b0thersOme and
old Molly Basket was a regular old
she-bear to fight.
1--WE only made two engagements"
he said YEARLY, "but both Of them are
for six weeks each-Major Babb-he
| always comes. you know. and James
Armstrong--they're old fellows and
won't try to make love to you, jamie !"
Jane March felt quite excited the
day she expected Major Babb, but the
elderly sportsman was SO intent upon
shooting big buck and one bear that
he didn't care much who guided him to
the right spot. Just one big black
bear, my DEAR" he said to Jane, with
hardly glance at her trim form In
its hunting rig.
| II must find bear for you," laughed
| Jane, as she left the major to Molly
Baskets delicious camp cooking. She
sang like lark as she climbed the
trail. It was 50 wonderful to be able
to do this for her father. She had
written him long letter describing the
majors arrival and forwarding the
batch of newspapers and box Of cigars
the city man had brought for the old
guide. Now she went back to the caml
with shining eyes.
"Major Babb," she said, "your bear
lives up by the clump Of honey 10
custs-you remember where the blacl
rocks are? He has a trail to thu
west"
"Good-good," purred the major
rubbing his fat hands.
The next day they found the beal
and the major shot him with his &C
customed skill, and Molly Basket wen,
hot-foot over the mountains to fetch
her son, Little Squirrel, to take care
of the dead monster.
Then the major got his buck, ant
after several days Of idleness, he de
parted for home again, leaving TIL.
Marches much richer than when h,
came. TO Jane he gave a crisp hun
dred-dollar bill. "For the best guild,
I ever had" he chuckled as he wrote
out the customary check.
Jane took week off and went II
see her father and told him all abou
the majors stay. ''Mr. Armstrohs
will come next week-and when h,
goes it will be time for you to com,
home"
doctor suggests that l stay her,
until after Christmas - you Nigh
come, too, Jane, and get some NOR,
schooling and buy some Clothes
smiled the old man.
"That's fine, father" she agreed, ant
went back to the camp glowing Will
! anticipation of the winter months, of
ten so lonely to the mountain girl, al
though she had been away to school
The next week Mr.. Armstrong ap
peared and with him big, strappin,
young man, who stared with open sur
prise when Jane explained the stu
alton. E..... .-- ,.s.
''Tm sorry, Mr.. Armstrong" she fal
tered; "you see, father was badly in