Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-11-17

Tell me it is not altogether hopeless!
You know what my position is; you
know that in two years"
Helen Yardely rose swiftly to her
feet. Her beautiful face had paled
a little.
WELL" she flushed a little, and
her tongue stumbled among the,
words. ''you are not quite the man
that THAT l have thought of-for
for She broke off again,
laughed a little at herself and then
blurted c~onfusedly: You see all my
life. from being a very little girl, l
have worshiped heroes
And I am not a hero" said Ain
ley with a harsh laugh. mo! l am
just the ordinary man doing the
ordinary thing. and my n claim to
notice is that 1 love you. But sup
pose the occasion came? Suppose
l. He broke off and stood looking
at her for a moment. Then he asked.
Would hat make no difference
1T might replied the girl. the
shrinking from the infiction of too
evere a blow.
Then 1 live for that OCCASION"
cried Ainley. And who knows? In
this wild land it may come any
hour!'
As a matter of fact the occasion
offered itself six days later-a Sun
day. when Sir John Yardely had in
sisted on a days rest. The various
members of the party were employ
ing their leisure according to their
~inclinations, and Ainley had gone
after birds for the pot. whilst Helen
Yardley, taking a small canoe, had
padded down stream to explore a
creek where, according to one of the
Indians, a colony of beavers had es-
tablished itself.
When Ainlev returned with a cou-
pie of brace of wood partridges it
was to find that the girl was still alb
sent from the camp. The day wore
on towards evening and still the girl
had not returned, and her uncle be-
came anxious, as did theirs of the
party.
Gerald Ainley called one of the
Indians to him, and ordered him to
put three days supply of food into
the canoe, blankets and a small fold
ing tent, and was just preparing to
depart when Sir James drew near
and stared with evident surprise at
the load in the canoe.
w ny, dtTdiu, Ht Sdlu, YOU setI.l
to have made preparations for a long
search
THAT is only wise, Sir James. The
river runs for sixty miles before ii
falls into the main river, and sixty
miles will take a good deal of search
ing. If the search is a short one,
and the food not needed. the burden
of it will matter little; on the other
hand
I'm Gods name go, boy-and
bring Helen back!"
The Indian in the bow OF the
canoe. after a little time, set the
course slantingly across the current
making for the other side, and Aim
ley asked a sharp question. The In
dian replied over his shoulder.
THE white Klootchman go to see
the beaver! Beaver there!"
He jerked his head toward a creek
now opening out on the further
shore. and a look of impatience came
on Ainley's face. He said nothing
however, though to any one observ-
ing him closely it must have been
abundantly clearathat he had M eX-
pectation of finding the missing girl
at the place which the Indian indi-
Gated. As a matter of fact they did
not. Turning into the creek they
presently caught sounds that were
new to Ainley, and he asked a ques-
ton.
'It is the beavers. They smite the
water with their tails
Two minutes later they came in
sight of the dam and in the same
moment the Indian turned the canoe
towards a soft bar of sand. A few
seconds later, having landed, he
pointed to the sand. A canoe had
been beached there, and plain as the