The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1922-07-13

the aEy. And that irsf cry 6s uffsred
served as the frst mfimation that
something was occurring below that
required her attention.
Even al the girl leaped to save the
mans life she made d scornful remark
to herself about an idiot who couldn't
swim venturing such a dangerous pas
sage In q frail canoe. It should be
mentioned here that Lorelei was
CARRIED In a bathing costume which
had not yet dried after her afternoon
dip. 1t WIS left out OF the introduc-
ton advisedly, in order not to weaken
the comparison with the tabled maiden
of the same name. sTt@%
x Down into the cold depths the girl
disappeared and one hand fastened
itself firmly on the hair of the sub
merged boatman. Quickly she rose to-
the surface with the burden, and with.
deft, rapid strokes she towed him to.
the wall Of the stream. A narrow
ledge a few inches above the water
was her objective, and presently she
hauled the boatman up on this place
of safety. He lay still for a short
while, then opened his eyes and
looked up at her. He appeared in a
sort of daze at first, but gradually q
smile broke over MS GENIAL FACE, ana
then he laughed.
Thanks" he said simply. "A close
call, I should say"
The girls lips curled In scorn.
SERVES you right" she said, heart
lessly. What business has a man who
can't swim trying to paddle a canoe
down this current, no matter how ef-
fcient he may be with a paddle"
"None at ALL" he agreed. 81 de-
serve it, / guess"
He scrambled to his feet, taking
care not to slide from the ledge, and
she led him along a path which gradu-
ally widened. A break In the wall ap-
peared, with q natural flight of crude
steps. and up these they went to a
gradual curving that came out on the
ledge above. Here the girl recovered
her comb and resumed the drying Of
her hair, or, rather, she began all
over, while the man found her q seat
on a rock and basked In the sun.
No word was spoken for q while,
but presently the rescued said to the
rescuer:
"Would it be considered out Of
place to inquire whether you I've fn
this 1cinityf You don't by any
chance happen to be a nymph that has
this ledge for a homer"
She laughed merrily, having recov-
cred her good nature.
mo, I'm not a nymph, but at pres
ent l am making my home near here"
Rather dangerous, I should think"
he observed. II have understood that
smugglers operate along this stream.
In fact, that ledge below, with the
stairs and the incline, would make an
ideal place. This river, I have been
told have been too lazy to look it
up On the map-is the boundary be-
tween the United States and Canada"
"Inat is CANADA on the 0ther size,
she Informed him. I'm fact, 1t was a
Canadian rock that wrecked your, "a
o Are you interested in SNUG
glersT"
slightly" he retorted, while he
bent over and kicked a loose stone into
the pool below.
While they dried in the sun they
~conversed, and before he left she had
begun to like him. She offered II
take him bome-wherever that Nigh
be-in her car. but he said he would
get back all right.
Three days later, at the same time
of day, while she combed her hair on
the ledge, he came in q new canoe, but
this time there vas no mishap. The