The Glacier reporter. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1953-current, 1961-11-23
"Ne4t @ Month"
A Continued Novel by Wilbur 6. RenshaW

ness and left Tom somewhat be-
fuddled about everything.
The first thing Tom did was to
hide his rifle under the bed COW
ers which the captain had told
him to use. After concealing his
gun, he went outside and stood
by the rail of the quarterback
for some time. First Mate Carl
SON passed by a couple Of times,
stopping once TO talk for ten or
fifteen minutes. About midday
the skipper returned and con-
yersed with him for several min
utes. Presently, they were join
ed by a husky chap who appear
ed to be around twenty-five years
of age.
"Wingate," spoke up Marsh as
the fellow arrived, "this Is Neal
Harris. He is one of my boys.
He is a steersman and Is off
duty right now. Neal will show
you around a little. It's about
chow time and you might need
a bite to eat"
Thanks, Mr.. Marsh. Guess /
could be showed a lot all right.
I never been on one Of these
boats before but / can make 1t.
Guess I'm big enough not to
starve as long as anybody else
is eating. At least I never did"
The captain laughed. Il know
that, but I just want 70 make
il easier for you. When that chow
bell rings and a fellow don't
know where to 60 or how TO get
there. he might get left out.
We don't want that TO happen to
you this early on the trip"
II was about time for first call
for lunch, so Harris took Tom
to the dining hall where they
had a good meal The dining
room was on the main deck and
in the forward part of the boat.
There were four long tables each
accommodating eighteen people
in that one room. Tom noticed
though that there were none Of
the women or children present,
and mentioned this fact to his
companion. After receiving the
information that there were two
more dining rooms and that they
were in them, Tom was content
ed to eat his plain but good
food, without any more side
glances to see IL he might get
a chance look at Mr.. Galloway
and his daughter. He knew that
he had no reason to think of
them at all. He had only CHANGED
to meet them some two or three
hours before. But in that time the
sound of Nora Calloway's voice
had gone through his mind a
hundred times. Hadn't she asked
her father If he would not have
a job for him at Fort Benton7
Her father had said that he could
always find place for a Win
gate. Then the smile, which COW
cred the pretty face of the girl
with that gorgeous red hair, had
haunted him. He wondered whyl
No girl before, had ever given
him that feeling. She could not
mean a thing 20 him, but still
he was thinking how pretty she
was, when she had asked her
father about a job for him. He
wondered, too, why she had ever
asked such a thing. She could
see that he was a hill billy. She
was a city girl. City folks didn't
care anything about hill folks,
and Tom had never heard any
thing too good about city peo-
pie. He had heard that most OF
them were slickers and cared
nothing for the country people
except for what they could swim
die out of them. Although he
had had very little contact with
people from the city, he had
heard many rumors concerning
them. Now TO have his beliefs
about them upset on his first
meeting with one, had set him TO
thinking. Instead of wanting to
get out Of sight of any and all
of them as he had thought, he