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A Romance of the Bear
By HAMLIN GARLAND
Copyright, 19M, by Hamlin darfaad
She confronted blm with gravity,
"it's too late for you to cross tlie ridge.
"I told him I wouldn't stand for hit
ooarss ways, and I won't 1"
It'll be (lurk long before you reach
fho cut-olT. You'd butter not try to
"I think 1 can und ruy way," he. an
swered, touched by bur consideration.
"I'm not so helpless as I wna when I
"JuHt the same you mustn't go on,"
hIio Insisted. "I'iilluT toM mo to ask
you to come lu and stay all night Ue
wnnta to meet you. I was afraid you
might rldo by after what happened to
day, ntid to 1 caine up here to bead
you off." She took hU borao by the
relit and flashed a mulling glance up
at hliu. "Couie, now, do an tbu super
visor lulls you."
! "Walt a monieut," be pluaded. "Ou
aecend thought I don't believe It's a
good thing for me to go home with
you. It will only make further trouble
for for u both."
"I know what you niesa. ' I saw
('MIT follow you. lie Jumped you,
"lie overtook me, yea."
"What did be say?"
He hesitated. "Ho was prelty hot
end said things he'll be aorry for wbeu
bo coola off,''
"Ho told yon not to come bore any
iimro-ad vised you to hit the outgoing
Ho flushed with returning shame of
It all, but ntiletly nnswered, "Yes, be
ald something about riding east."
"Are you going to do It?"
"Not today, but I guess I'd better
keep away from here."
She looked at blm steadily. "Why?"
"Became you've been very kind to
me, nud I wouldn't for (he world do
iiuythlng to hurt or embarrass you,"
"Don't yon mind about me," she ro
(tpnuded bluntly. "What happened this
miming wasn't your fault nor mine.
I'oinej father will be looking for you."
With feeling that ho was Involving
both the girl and himself In Mill dark
er storms, the young fellow yielded to
her command, nud together they walk
ed along the weed bordered path, while
"Thu Isn't Hie first time CHIT has
marled Ui to discipline me, but It's
obliged to be the last. He's the kind
(hat Ihlnk they own a girl Just as soon
s they get her to weur an engagement
ring. t rilft" clout own ine. 1 told
Mm I wouldn't aland for his coarse
ways, nud I won't!"
Waylaud tried to bring her back to
humor. "You're a kind of 'new wo
Hie turned a stern look' on hlui.
"Vou bet 1 am! was raised a free
WilKrti. No mini cut make a slavo of
'me. I thought be understood tliut. but
It seems he didn't. He'a all light lu
many ways-one of the best rider lu
Hie country hut he's pretty tolerable
Mr. Mel'arlmie greeted Notvrosa
with cordial word and earnest hand
clasp. "I'm glad to let you looking
well," alio aald, with charming slueor
tly. Tin browner anyway," he answered,
and luiiied to meet alcFartan, a
ohori, black bearded man with line
dark ryes and shapely hand -hand
(hat bad never doue anything more
toilsome thau to lift a bridle ruin or to
' m -if
clutch the handle of a gun. be was
the horseman In all bU training, and.
though be owned hundreds of acres of
land, be bad never so much as held a
plow or plied a spade. His manner
was that of the cow boss, the lord of
great herds, the claimant of empires
of government grass land. Poor as bis
bouse looked, be was In reality rich.
Narrow minded In respect to his own
Interests, be was well In advance of
bis neighbors on matters relutlng to
the general welfare, a curious mixture
of greed and generosity, as most men
are, and. though he bad been made
supervisor at a time when political
pull still crippled the service, he was
loyal to the flag. "I'm mighty glad to
see you," be heartily began. "We don't
often get a man from the sea level,
and when we do we squeeze blm dry."
His voice, low, languid and soft, was
most Insinuating, and for hours ho
kept bis guest talking of the east and
Its industries' and prejudices, and Ber-
rle and her mother listened with deep
admiration, for the youngster had seen
a good deal of the old world and was
unusually well read on historical lines
of Inquiry. He tulked well, too, In
spired by bis attentive audience.
Berrle's eyes, wide and eager, were
fixed upon hlm.unwaverlogly. He felt
her wonder, her admiration, and was
Inspired to do his best Something In
her absorbed attention led him to speak
of things so personal that be wonder
ed at himself for uttering them.
"I've been dilettante all my life,"
was one of bis confessions. "I've trav
eled; I've studied in a tepid sort of
fashion; I went through college with
out any idea of doing anything with
what I got; I had a sort of pride in
keeping up with my fellows, and I bad
no ldeaof preparing for any work In
tho world. Then came my breakdown
and my doctor ordered mo out here. I
came Intending to fish and loaf around,
but I cau't do thut. I've got to do
something or go back home."
At lust Mrs. McFarlane rose and
Hurea, reluctantly, like a child loath to
miss a fairy story, held out her hand
to say good night, and tho young man
saw ou her face that look of adoration
which marks the birth of sudden love,
but bis voice was frank and his glance
kindly as be said:-
"Here I've done all tho talking when
I wanted you to tell me all sorts of
"I cau't tell you anything."
"Oh, yeB, you can; and, besides, I
want you to Intercede for me with your
father and get me Into the service.
Hut we'll talk ubout that tomorrow.
After the women left tho room Nor
"I really am In earnest about enter
ing the forest survlce. Landon filled
me with enthusiasm about It Never
mind the pay. I'm not In Immediate
uued of money, but I do need an Inter
est In life."
McFarlane stared at him with kindly
perplexity. "I don't know exactly
what you can do, but I'll work you lu
somehow. You ought to work under a
man like Settle, one that could put you
through a training In the rudiments
of the game. I'll sue what can bo
"Thank you for that half promise,"
said Waylnnd, and he went to his bed
happier than at any moment since
Young Nnrcross soon became vitally
engaged with the problems which con
fronted McKurlane, and his possible
enrollment us a guard Ullcd him with a
sense of proprietorship lu the forest,
which mado blm quite content with
Hear Toothy lie set to work nt once
to acquire a belter knowledge of the
extent and boundaries of the reserva
tion. It was, Indeed, a noble posses
sion. Containing nearly 800,000 acres
of woodland and reaching to the sum
mits of the snow lined peaks to the
east, south and west, It appealed to
him with silent majesty. It drew upou
bis patriotism. Itememberlng bow the
timber of his own stale had been slash
ed and burned, be began to feel a sense
of personal responsibility.
He bought a horso of his own, al
though Ilcrrlo insisted upon his retain
ing Pcto, and sent for a Middle of tho
army type, and from sheer desire to
keep entirely clear of tho cowboy
equipment procured puttees like those
worn by cavalry ollleers, and when be
presented himself completely uniform
ed, he looked not uullke a slender
young lieutenant of the cavalry on Held
duty, mid In llerrle's eyes was won
He took quarters at tho hotel, but
Hnt a larger part of each day In Uor
rlo's company, a fai t which was duly
reKirted to Clifford Hidden. Hardly
a diy passed without his taking at
least one meal at tho supervisor's homo.
As he met the rangers one by ono
ho pen-ilved by their oulllts, as well us
by their speech, that they were sharp
ly divided upon old lines mid new. The
experts, tho men of college training,
were quite ready to bo known as l' ti
de Sam's men. They held n pride In
their duties, a respect for their supe
riors, nud an understanding of the gov
ernmental H)lley whleh gave them dig
nity and a quiet authority. They were
less policemen than trusted agents of a
federal doimrluioiiL Nevertheless, there
was much to admire lu the older meu,
w ho Hssesscd u self reliance, n knowl
edge of nature and a certain rough
grace which made them liiterestlun
eompaulous and rendered them effective
teachers of cumplng and trailing, nud
while they were secretly a little con
temptuous of tho "schoolboys," they
were all quite ready to ask for expert
aid when knotty problems arose. It
was no longer a question of grtulug.
It was a question of lumbering and
Nash, who took an almost brotherly
Interest lu Ids appreutleo, warnlitgly
THE SALEM DAILY CAPITAL
said: "You want to go well clothed and
well shod. You'll have to meet all
kinds of weather. Every man in the
service I don't care what hfs technical
Job la should be schooled in taking
care of himself in the forest and on
the trail. I often meet surveyors and
civil engineers, experts, wbe are help
less as children lu camp, and whea I
want them to go Into the hills and do
Held work they are almost useless. The
old style ranger has bis virtues. Settle
Is Just the kind of instructor yoa young
fellows need. ' .
Berrle also bad keen eyes for his
outnt and bis training, und under bcr
direction be learned to pack a horse,
set a tent, build a fire in the rain and
you want to remember that you
carry your bed and board with you,"
she said, "and you must be prepared to
camp anywhere and at any time.'
The girl's skill in these particulars
was marvelous to blm and added to
tho admiration be already felt for her.
Her hand was as deft, as sure, as the
best of them, and her knowledge of
cayuse psychology more profound than
any of the men excepting her father.
One day toward the end of his sec
ond week In the village the supervisor
said: "Well, now, If you're ready to
experiment 1 11 send you over to Settle,
tue ranger, on the Horseshoe. lie s a
little lame on his pen hand side, and
you may be able to help him out May
be I'll ride over there with you. I
want to line out some timber sales on
the west side of rtarmlgnn."
This commission delighted Norcross
greatly. "I'm ready, sir, this moment,"
be answered, saluting soldlcr-wlse.
The next morning as be rodo down
to tbo olllce to meet the supervisor he
was surprised and delighted to And
Derea there. "I'm riding too," she an
nounced delightedly. "I've never been
over that new trail, and father has
agreed to let me go along." Then she
added earnestly: "I tblnk It's One
you're going in for the service, but it's
bard work, nud you must be careful
till you're hardened to it. It's a long
way to a doctor from Settle's station."
, He was annoyed as well as touched
by her warning, for It proclaimed that
he was still far from looking the brave1
forester be felt himself to be. He re
plied. "I'm nol going to try anything
wild, but I do intend to master the
"I'll teach you bow to camp if you'll
let me," she continued. "I've been on
lota of surveys with father, and I al
ways take my shure of the work. I
threw that hitch alone." She nodded
toward the pack borso, whose neat
loud 'gave evidence of her skill. "I
told futber this was to bo a real camp
ing expedition, and as the grouse sea
son Is on we'll live on the country.
Can you flsb?"
"Just about that," he laughed.
uouu niing you uiun c bsk me tr i
could catch fish." He was recovering
his spirits. "It will bo great fun to
have you as Instructor in camp sci
ence. I seem to be In for all kinds of
They both grew uneasy as time
passed for fear something or somo one
would Intervene to prevent this trip,
which grew In Interest each moment,
but at last the supervisor came out
and mounted his horse, the pack po
nies, fell lu behind, Berrle followed,
and the student of woodcraft brought
up the rear.
OR several miles they rode up
ward through golden forests of
aspens. On either hand rose
thick walls of snow whito
boles, and lu the mystic glow of their
gilded leaves the fuco of the girl shone
with unearthly beauty. -
Twice she stopped to gnae Into Way
laud's face to say, with hushed In
tensity: "Isn't it wonderful? Don't
you wish It would last forever?"
Her words were poor, Ineffectual,
but her look, her breathless voice,
made up for their lack of originality.
Once slio said: "I never bow it so
lovely before, It is an enchanted
land!" with no suspicion that the
larger part of ber ecstasy arose from
tho preseuco of ber youug and sym
pathetic companion. lie, too, respond
ed to the beauty of the day, of tho
golden forest as ono who had tukeu
new hold on life after long illness.
Meanwhile tho supervisor was calm
ly leading tho way upward, vaguely
conscious of the magical air and mys
tic landscape In which his young folk
floated as If on wings, thinking busily
of the Improvements which were still
uecessui-y lu the trull and weighing
with cure tho clouds which still lin
gered upon the tallest summits, as If
debating whether to go or to slay. He
had never been an imaginative soul,
and now that ago had Bomewhat dim
med bis eyes and blunted his senses
be was placidly content with his path.
Tho rapture of tbo lover, tho aong of
tho poet, bad long since abandoned
his hcurt And yet be was not com
pletely oblivious. To him It was a nice
day, but a "weather breeder. "
"1 wonder If I Bbatl ever rldo through
this uiouutnlu world as unmoved as he
seems to be?" Norcross asked himself
after some Jarring prosaic remark from
his chief. "I am glad Herrlo responds
At last tbey left these lower, won
drous forest n Isles and entered tho un
broken cloak of lira whoso dark and
silent deeps had a ateru beauty all
The horses begun to labor with roar
lug breath. A doaeu times lie thought,
"We must be nearly at the top," and
then other and far higher ridges sud
denly developed. Occasionally the su
pervisor was forced to uusllng an as
and chop til way through a fallen
tree, and each time tho student hur
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ried to the spot, ready to aid, but was
"One Of the first esaeotlals of a ran
ger's training la to learn to swing an
ax," remarked McFarlane, "and yon
sever want to be without a real tool.
I won't 'stand for a hatchet ranger."
The sky was overshadowed now and
a tbln drizzle of rain filled the air. The
novice hastened to throw bis raincoat
over bls.sliouldors, but McFarlane rode
steadily pn, clud only in bis shirt sleeves,
unmindful of the wet Bcrrie, however,
approved Waylnnd's caution. "That's
right; keep dry," she called back, "Don't
pay attention to father, he'd rather get
soaked any day than unroll bis slicker.
You mustn't take him for a model yet
He no longer resented ber sweet so
licitude, although he considered him
self unentitled to It, and he rejoiced
under the shelter of his fine new coat
He began to perceive that one could be
defended against a storm.
After passing two depressing marsh
es, they came to a hillside so steep, so
slippery, so dark, so forbidding, that
one of tho pack horses balked, shook
his bead and reared furiously, ns If to
say, "I can't do it, and I won't try."
And Wayland sympathized with him.
The forest was gloomy and cold and
After coaxing him for a time with ad
mirable gentleness, the supervisor, at
Berrle's suggestion, shifted part of the
load to her own saddle horse, and tbey
Waylnnd, though Incapable of com
ment so great was the demand upon
his lungs, was not too tired to admire
the power and resolution of the girl,
who seemed not to suffer any special
Inconvenience from the rarefied air.
Tho dryness of his open moutb, the
throbbing of bis troubled pulse, the
roaring of his breath, brought to him
with Increasing dismay the fact that
lie had overlooked another phase of
"Don't you wish it would last forsvar?"
tho ranger's Job. "I couldn't chop a
bole through one of these windfalls in
a week," he admitted, as McFnrlane's
hlado again liberated them from a fall
He was beginning to be hungry also
ho bad eaten a very early breakfast
and he fell to wondering Just where
and when they were to camp, but ho
endured in silence. "So long as Berrle
makes no complaint my mouth Is
shut," he told himself. " "Surely I can
stand It if she can." And so strug
Up and up the pathway looped,
crossing minute little boggy meadows
on whoso bottomless ooze the grass
shook liko a blanket, descending ra
vines and climbing back to dark and
muddy slopes. Tho forest was drip
ping, green and silent now a myste
rious menacing Jungle.
"I'm glad I'm not riding this pass
alone," Wayland Bald as they paused
again for breath.
"So am I," she answered, but ber
thought was not his. She was happy
at tho prospect of teaching blm how
At last they reached the ragged edge
of timber line, and there, rolling away
under tho mist, lay tbe bare, grassy,
upward climbing naked neck of the
great peak. Tbe wind had grown
keener moment by moment, aud when
they left tho storm twisted pines be
low its breath had a wintry nip. The
rain bad Ceased to fall, but tho clouds
mill hung densely to tbe loftiest sum
mits. It was a sinister yet beautiful
world-a world us silent as a dreum,
aud through tho short, thick grass the
slender null ruu like a timid serpent.
"Now ne're on the divide." cul.od
Ilerca, and as she spoko they seemed
to enter upou u boundless Alpine pluiu
of velvet russet grass. "This U the
Hear Tooth plateau." Low monuments
of loose rock stood ou small ledges, us
IhoHgh to mark the course, and in tbo
hollows dark ponds of Icy water luy,
half surrounded by masses of compact
"This Is a stonny' place in winter,"
McFarlane explained. "These plies of
stone uro mighty valuable In a bill
iard. I'vo crossed this divide in Au
gust in snow so thick I could not see
Half an hour Inter they began to de
scend. Wind twisted, storm bleached
dwarf pines were flrat to show, then
the mis, then the blue green spruce,
and then the sheltering deeps of tbe
undespolled forest opened, aud the roar
o7 a splencid stream' was beard. - But
till the supervisor kept his resolute
way, making no promises as to dinner,
though his daughter called: "We'd bet
ter go Into camp at Beaver lake I
hope yWre not atarved." she called to
"But I am," he replied so frankly
that she never knew how faint be real
ly was. His knees were trembling with
weakness, and he stumbled dangerous
ly as be trod the loose rocks in tbe
They were all afoot now descending
swiftly, and tho horses romped down
the trail with expectant haste, so that
In less than an hour from timber line
they were back Into the sunshine of
the lower valley, nud at 3 o'clock or
thereabouts they enme ont upon the
bank of an exquisite lake, and with a
cheery shout McFarlane called out
"Here we are. out of the wilderness:"
Then to Waylnnd, "Well, boy, how did
you stand It?"
"Just middling." replied Wayland,
reticent from wenrlness and with Joy
of their enmplug place.
With businesslike certitude Berrle
unsaddled her horse, turned him loose
and lent a skillful band at removing
the panniers from tbe pack animals,
while Waylnnd. willing, but a little un
certain, Btood awkwardly about Un
der ber instruction be collected dead
branches of a standing Br, and from
these a few cones kindled a blaze,
while the supervisor hobbled the horses
and set the tent.
One by one the principles of camping
were taught by the kindly old rancher,
but the bints which the girl gnve were
quite as vnlunblc. for Wayland was
eager to show ber that be could be
and Intended to be a forester of tbe
flrBt class or perish In the nttempt
McFnrlune went further and talked
freely of the forest and what it meant
to the government. "We're all green
at tbe work," be sold, "and we old
chaps are only holding the fort against
the thieves till yon youngsters learn
bow to make tbe best use of the do
main." Berrle was glowing with happiness.
"Let's stay here till the end of the
week," she suggested. "I've always
wanted to camp on this lake, and now
I'm hero I want time to enjoy It"
"We'll stay a day or two," said her
father, "but 1 must get over to that
ditch survey which is being made at
the bead of Poplar, and then Moore
is coming over to look ut some timber
The young people cut willow rods
and went nngllng at tbe outlet of Ibe
hike with prodigious success. Tho wa
ter rippled with trout, and In half an
hour they had nil they could use for
supper and breakfast, and, behold, even
as they were returning with their spoil
they met a covey of grouse strolling
leisurely down to the lake's edge. "Isn't
it a wonderful place?" exclaimed the
happy girl. "I wish we could stay n
"It's like being on tbe Swiss Family
Robinson's Island. I never was more
content." he snld fervently. "1
wouldn't mind staying here all win
"I wouldT' she laughed. "The snow
falls four feet deep up here. It's like
ly there's snow on the divide this mln
uto, aud camping lu tbe snow Isn't so
funny. Some people got snowed In
over at Deep lake last year, and near
ly all therr horses starved before tbey
could get them out This is a fierce
old place in winter time."
As tbe sunset came on tbe young
people again loitered down to the wa
ter's edge, and there, seated side by
siue on a rocky knoll, watched the
phantom gold lift from the willows
and climb slowly to the cliffs above,
while tbe water deepened in Bhadow
and busy muskrats marked its glossy
surface with long silvery lines. Mis
chievous camp birds peered at the
couple from the brunches of the pines,
uttering satirical comment while
squirrels, frankly Insolent, dropped
cones upon their beads and barked in
Wayland forgot all the outside world,
forgot that he was studying to be a
forest ranger, and was alive only to
tbe fact that in this most bewitching
plueo, in this most entrancing hour, be
had the companionship of a girl whose
eyes sought his with every new phase
Stated Side by Sid en a Rocky Knoll.
of the silent aud wonderful scene which
I KMki m n
shifted before their eyes like noise
less yet prodigious drama.
At last the girl rose. "It la getting
dart I moat go back and get upper-"
.". " .' -. ... . -
"We don't need any supper," he pro
tested. ' ' ' .
"Father does, and you'll be hungry
before morning," she retorted, with
sure knowledge of men.
He turned from tbe scene reluctant
ly, but once at the campflre cheerfully
gave bis best efforts to the work in
band, seconding Berrle's skill as best
Tbe trout deliclously crisp, and some
potatoes and batter cakes made a meal
that tempted even bis faint appetite,
and when the dishes were washed and
the towels hung out to dry deep night
possessed even the blgb summit of
McFarlane then said, "I'll Just take
a llttlo turn to see that the horses are
all right and then I think we'd better
close in for tbe night"
When tbey were alone In the light
of the Are Wayland turned to Berrle:
I'm glad you're here. It must be
awesome to camp, alone In a wilder
ness, and yet, I suppose, 1 must learn
to do it"
"Yes, the ranger often has to camp
alone, ride alone and work alone for
weeks at a time," she assured him. "A
good trailer don't mind a night trip
any more than he does a day trip, or
if be does he never admits it Rain,
snow, darkness, are all the same to him.
Most of the boys are fifteen to forty
miles from the postofflee."
He smiled ruefully. "1 begin to have
new doubts about this ranger business.
Ifs a little more vigorous than 1
thought it was. Suppose a fellow
breaks a leg on one of those blgb
"He mustn't!" she hastened to say.
"He can't afford really to take reckless
chances; but, then, father won't expect
as much of you as be does of tbe old
stagers. You'll have plenty of time to
get used to it."
McFarlane upon bis return gave
some advice relating to the care of
horses. "All this Btock which Is ac
customed to a barn or a pasture will
quit you," be warned. "Watch your
bronchos. Put tbem on the outward
side of your camp when you bed down
and pitch your tent near the trail, then
you will bear tbe brutes if they start
back. Some men tie their stock all up,
but I usually picket my saddle horse
and hobble the rest"
It was a delightful hour for school
big, and Wayland would have been
content to sit there till morning listen
ing, but the air bit and at Inst the
supervisor asked: "Have you made
your bed? If you have turn In. I shall
get you out early tomorrow." As he
saw the bed bo added: "I see you've
laid out a bed of boughs. That shows
how eastern you are. We don't do that
out here. It's too cold In this climate,
and it's too much work. You want to
hug the ground if it's dry."
The weary youth went to his couch
with a sense of timorous elation, for
be never before slept beneath the open
After the supervisor bad rolled him
self In tbe blanket, long after all
sounds had ceased in the tent there
still remained for the youth a score
of manifold excitations to wakefulness
till at last he fell into an uneasy
" CHAPTER VII.
WAYLAND was awakened by the
mellow voice of bis chief call
ing: "All out! All outl Day
light down the creek!" Then,
breathing a prayer of thankfulness, the
boy sat up and looked about him "The
loug night Is over at last, and I am
alive," be said and congratulated him
self. now did you sleep?" asked tbe su
"First rateat least during tbe latter
pare or the night," Wayland briskly
Thats good. I was afraid that Ad
irondack bed of yours might let tbe
wnire woir in."
"My blankets did seem a trifle thin,"
"It doesn't pay to sleep cold," the su-
.xidui eni on. "a man wants to
watte up refreshed, not tired out with
fighting the night wind and frost I
always carry a good bed."
It was Instructive to see how quietly
and methodically the old mountaineer
went about bis task of getting break
fast First be cut and laid a couple of
eight Inch logs on either side of the
fire, so that tho wind drew through
them properly; then, placing the Dutch
oven cover on the fire, be laid the bot
tom part where the flames touched it
Next be filled bis coffeepot with water
and set it on the coals. From his pan
nier be took bis dishes and the flour
and salt and pepper, arranging them
all within reach, and at last laid some
slices of bacon In the skillet
At this stage of the work a smoth
ered cry. half yawn, half complaint,
came from tbe tent "Oh, huml I. it
morning?" inquired Berrle:
Morning," replied her father,
going toward noon. You get
you'll hare no broukfnst
Thereupon Wayland called: "Can I
get you anything. Miss Berrle? Would
you liko some warm water?"
"What for?" Interposed McFarlane
before the girl could reply. .
"To bathe In," replied the youth.
To batbe In! If .la,,,,!..,,, ,
i'!LB tor warla w'er to wash
"u i a mrow Ucr in the creek "
daddy has no feeling for me. I reckon
be thinks I'm a boy."
"Hot Wstnr U
hni, , uimiiung ana very
"i colI!I,,,'t,on.,, Ported to
rumor. "! colJ .
HTftr.1-"? " yU. d0Q,t 801 out o" th
m five mluutea Mi dn.
dlpperful." " ,uu Wlin
This reminded WaTbnTtThTTT
not yet made bis own toilet. ani
ta aoop. towel and brushy, he h
ried away down the beach. whL
came face to face with the dawa n
Plendor of it smote bin, fulling
eyes. From the waveless surfaced
the wuter a spectral mist was rist?.
light veil, through which tt, "
dous cliffs loomed 3.000 feet In hX.
darkly shadowed, dim and far
willows along the western marBe bnV
ed as if dipped In liquid cold
tho lofty crags the sun
ated keen edged shadows, violet a'sinT
Truly this forestry business wa,
on hml nttor nit i i... . .. 00
Back at the criinptlrc he found Bern,
at work, glowing, vigorous, lua
Her comradmhip with ber rathe? w.
very charming, and nt the moment sh!
was rallying him on bis method of
bread mixing. 'You should rub th
lard into the flour." she said. "Don"!
be afraid to get your hands into it
after they are clean. You can't mlr
bread with a spoon."
"Sis. I made camp bread for twentr
years ufore you were bom."
"It's a wonder you lived to tell of it
she retorted, and took the pon awar
from him. "That's another thing voa
must learn," she said to Wayland,
"Yon must know how to make bread.
You enn't expect to find bakeshops or
ranchers along the way."
In the beat of the fire. In the charm
of the gill's presence, the young man.
forgot the discomforts of the night,
and, as they sat at breakfast and the
sun rlsuig over the high summits flood
ed them with warmth and good cheer
and the frost melted like magic from
tho tent,- the experience had all tie
satisfying elements of a picnic. It
seemed that nothing remained to do.
But McFarlane said, "Well, now yoa
youngsters wash up and pack while
I reconnoiter the stock." And with
his saddle and bridle on his shoulder
he went away down the trail.
Under ' Berrle's direction Wayland
worked busily putting the camp equip
ment in proper parcels, taking no spe
cial thought of time till the tent was
down and folded, the panniers filled
and closed and tbe fire carefully cover
ed. Then tbe girl said: "I hope ths
horses haven't been stampeded. There
are bears In this valley, and horses ars
afraid of bears. Father ought to have
been bnck before this. I hope they
haven't quit us."
"Shall I go und see?"
"No, he'll bring 'em If they're In the
land of 'the living. He picketed his
saddle horse, so he's not afoot No
body can tench blm anything about
trailing horses, and, besides, you might
get lost You'd better keep close to
Thereupon Wayland put aside all re
sponsibility. "Let's see If we can catch
some more fish," , he urged.
To this she agreed, and together they
went again to tbe ontlet of the lake,
where tbe trout could be seen darting
to and fro on the clear, dark flood, and
there cast their flies till tbey bad se
cured ten good sized fish.
"We'll stop now," -declared the girl.
"I don't believe In being wasteful."
Once more at the camp tbey pre
pared tbe flsh for the pan.
As they were unpacking the panniers
and getting out the dishes for their
meal thunder broke from the high
crags above tbe lake, and tbe girl call
"Quick! It's' going' to rain! W
must reset tile tent and get things un
Once more be was put to shame by
the decision, the skill and tbe strength
with which she weut about re-estab-llshbig
tbe dump. She led, he followed
In every action. In teu minutes the
canvas was up, the beds rolled, ths
panniers protected, the food stored
safely. But they were none too soon,
for the thick gray veil of rain which
bad clothed the loftiest crags for half
an hour swung out over the water,
leaden gray under its folds, and with
a roar which began in tbe tall pines.
a roar which deepened, hushed only
when the thunder crashed resounding
ly from crag to crest tbe tempest fell
upon the camp and tbe world of sua
and odorous pine vanished almost in
stantly, and a dark, threatening and
forbidding world took its place.
But the young people, huddled close
together beneath tho tent, would have
enjoyed the change had it not been for
the thought of the supervisor. "I hope
be took bis slicker," tbe girl said be
tween the tearing, ripping flashes of
the lightning. "It's raining bard op
"How quickly it came. Who would
have thought it could rota like this
after so beautiful a morning?"
"It storms when . It storms in ths
mountains," she responded with the
sententious air of ber father, "to"
never can toll what the sky is going
to do up here. It is probnbly snowing
on the high divide. Looks now
though those cayuses pulled out some
time in the night and buvo bit the trail
for home. That's the trouble with stall
fed stock. They'll quit you any time
they feol cold and hungry. Here come
the hall!" she shouted as a sharper,
more spiteful roar sounded far away
and approaching. "Xow keep fro .
(Continued next Saturday.)
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