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STORV
By CHARLES CLARK MUNN
(Copyricht 190G, by Lothrop, Lee . Shcnard Co.)
SYNOPSIS. .
Chip McGulre, u IG-yeur-oId girt llvlnu
at Tltn's jiltue In tho Muinu woods Is
Hold by her father to l'otu OoldiK, a
huir-liivi-il. She runs away and ruuulius
tho oainp of Martin l'Vlsnlc, occupied by
Murtiii, Ills wIlV, nephew, Raymond Stet
sun, and gulilr-x, Hhe tells her story and
Is cured for bv Mrs. Frlsble. .lourncy of
l''tlsble,n party Into woods to visit father
or Mrs. Krlnble. an old hermit, who has
resided In the wilderness for many years.
When camp Is broken Chip and Ray oc
cupy same canoe. The party reach camp
of Mrs. Krlsble's father and are wel
comed by him and Cy Walker, an old
friend and former townsman of thu her
mit. Thev settle down for summers
stuv. Chlii nd Ray are. In love, but no
ouo realizes this but Cy Walker. Stratmo
cunoe marks found on lake shore In front
of their cabin. Strungi snioko Is seen
across the lake. Martin and I.ovl leave,
for settlement to got otlleers to arrest
McGulre, who Is known as outlaw and
escaped murderer. Chip's one woods
friend, Tomah. an Indian, visits camp.
Ruv believes he sees a bear on th" rbme.
Chip is stolen by Pete Roldtic who es
capes with her in a canoe. Chip Is res
cued by Martin and Levi as they are re
turning from the settlement. Hole ue es
capes. Old Cy proposes to Ray that he
remain In the woods with himself and
Am?.! and trap durlnp the winter, and ho
concludes to do so. Others ol the party
return to C.reenvale, taking Chip with
them. Chip starts to school in Greenvale,
and llnds life unpleasant at Aunt Com
forts, made so especially by llannab.
Old Cv and Ray discover strange tracks
In the wilderness. They penetrate fur
ther Into tho wilderness and discover the
hiding place of the man who had been
sneaking about their cabin. They Inves
tigate the cave home of McGulre during
his absence. Uoldue. llnds McGulre and
the two tight to the death, finding a
watery grave, together. Ray returns to
Greenvale and finds Chip waiting for
him. Ray wants Chip to return to the
woods with them, but she. feeling that
the old comradeship with Ray has been
broken, refuses. When they part, how
ever, it is as lovers. Chip runs away
from Aunt Comfort's and llnds another
home with .ludson Walker. She gives her
name us Vera Raymond.
CHAPTER XXI. Continued.
And so her new life began.
Hut the change was not made with
out some cost to hor feelings, for
heartstrings reach far, and Miss Phin-
ney and her months of patient teach
ins were not forgotten.
Aunt Comfort and her benign face
oft returned to Chip, "and dear Old
Cy," as she always thought, of him,
still oftener. Hay's face also linger
ed in her heart,. Now and then she
caught herself humming some darky
Bong, and never once did the moon
smile into this quiet vale that hor
thoughts did not speed back to that
wildwood lake, with its rippled path
of silver, the dark bordering forest,
and how sho wielded a paddle while
her young lover picked his banjo.
No word or hint of all this bygone
life and romance ever fell from her
Hps. It was a page in her memory
that must never be turned an idyl
to be forgotten and yet forget it
she could not, in spite of will or
wishes.
And now as the summer days sped
by, and Chip helping Uncle 3ud in tho
meadows or Aunt Mandy about, the
house, and winning love from both,
saw a new realm open before hor.
There was in tho sitting room of this
quaint home a (all bookcase, its
shelves filled with a motley collection
of books; works on science, astron
omy, geology, botany, and tho like;
books of travel and adventure; stories
of strange countries and people novor
heard of by Chip; and novels by Scott
Lever, Cooper, and Hardy. These last,
especially Scott and 'Cooper, appoalot
most to Chip, and onco sho began
them, every spare hour, and often un
til long past midnight, she became
lost in this new world.
"I know all about how folks livo In
tho woods," she said ono Sundny to
Uncle Jud, when half through "The
Deerslayer." "I was brought up
there. I know how Injuns lire, ant
what they believe. I had nn old
Injun friend onco. I've got tho moc
caslns and fur cape ho gave mo now
His name was Tomah, V ho beliovot
in queer things that sometimes creep
an' sometimes run faster'n wo can.'
It was her first reference to hoi
old life, but onco begun, sho never
paused until all hor queer history hat
been related.
"1 didn't mean to tell it," sho ox
plulned in conclusion, "for I don'
want nobody to know whero I camo
from, an' I hope you won't tell,"
The Girl
fromTim's
Place
How near she came to disclosing
what was of far moro itiiportunco to
herself ami those people than ohl To
mah's superstition she never knew, or
that all that saved her was her refer
ence to Old Cy by that, name only.
More than that, she had no sus
picion that this kindly old man, so
much like him in looks and speech,
was his brother.
With the coming of Septoniber, how.
ver, a visitor was announced. "Aunt
Abby's comin' to stay with us a spoil,"
rncle J ud said that day; "she's
Mandy's sister, Abigail Uomls, an' she
Ives at Christmas Cove. It's u shore
town, 'bout a hundred miles from here.
She ain't much like Mandy," he added
onlldentlally to Chip; "she's more
book larned, so you'll have to mind
your ps and q a. If ye like, ye can
go with me to tho station to meet
her."
And so it camo to pasi that a few
days later Chip, dressed in her best,
ode to tho station with Uncle Jud
n tho old carryall, and there met this
sltor.
She was not a welcome guest, so
far as Chip was concerned, wonted as
she had now become to Uncle Jud
and Aunt Mandy, whoso speech, like
lor own, was not "book larned," and
for this reason Chip felt afraid of
her. So much so, in fact, that for
a few days she scarce dared to speak
at all.
Her timidity wore away in due time,
for Aunt Abby a counterpart of her
later was in no wise awe Inspiring.
She saw Chip as she was, and soon
felt an interest in her and her pe
culiar history, or what was known of
it. She also noted Chin's Interest in
books, and guessing more than sho
had been told, was not long In form
ing correct conclusions.
"What do you Intend to do with
this runaway girl?" she said ono day
to her sister, "keep her here and let
her grow up In Ignorance, or what?"
"Wal, wo ain't thought much about
that," responded Mandy, "at least not
"Her Goin Away Seems Like Pullin'
My Heart Out."
yet. She ain't got no relations to
look arter her, so far ez we kin larn.
Sho's company for us, 'n' willln'.
Uncle Jud sets lots of storo by hor.
Sho is with him from morn till night,
and handy at all sorts o work. This
Is how 'tis with us here, an' now what
do you say?"
For a moment Aunt Abby meditated.
"You ought to do your duty by her,"
sho said at last, "and sho certainly
needs more schooling.'
"We can send her down to the Cor
ners when school begins, if you think
wo ortor," returned her sistor, timid
ly; but we hate to lose hor now.
We've kinder took to her, you see."
"I hardly think that will do," an
swered Aunt Abby, knowing as she
did that tho threo It's comprised the
full extent of an education at tho Cor
ners. "What sho needs is a chance
to mingle with more people than she
can hero, and learn the ways of the
world, as well us books. Hor mind
is bright. I notice sho is reading
every chance sho can got, and you
know my ideas about education. For
her to stay hero, even with schooling
at the Corners, is to let her grow up
like a hoyden. Now what would you
think if I took her back to Christmas
Covo? There is a hotter school there.
She will moot and mingle with moro
peoplo, and Improve faster."
"I dunno what Judson'll say," re
turned Aunt Mandy, somewhat sadly.
"He's got so wonted to hor, he'll be
heart-broke, I'm afraid." And so the
consultation closed.
The matter did not end hero for
Aunt Abby, "sot in hor way," as
Undo Jud had often said, yet in real
ity only advocating what she felt was
beat for tho homeless waif, now began
a persuasive campaign. Sho enlarged
on Christmas Cove, its excellent
school and capable master, its social
ndvantages and cultured people, who
boasted a public library and debating
society, and especially Its summer at
tritions, when a few dozen city pw-
pie sojourned there. Its opportuni
ties for church going also came in for
praise, though if tills worthy woman
had known how Chip felt about that
feature, it would have boon left tin
mentioned. "Tho girl needs religious Influence
and contact with bollovers, as Well as
schooling," she said later to Aunt
Mandy, "and that must be eonsldored.
Hero she can have none, and will
grow up a heathen. I certainly think
she ought to go back with me for a
year or two, at. least, and then wo can
decide what Is best."
"There's one thing 'o nln't thought
bout," Mandy answered, "an' that's
her sense o' obligation. Prom what
she's told me, 'twas that that made
hor run away from whar sho was, 'n'
she'd run away from hero if she didn't
feel she was earnln' hor keep. Sho's
peculiar in that way, 'n' can't stand
foelln' sho's dependant. How you goin'
to get round that?"
"Just as you do," returned Aunt
Abby, not at all discouraged. "Wo
livo about as you do, as you know,
only Mr. Homis has tho mill; and she
can help me about the house, as bIio
does here."
Hut Chip's own consent to this now
plan was the hardest to obtain.
"I'll do Just, ns Undo Jud wants mo
to," sho responded, when Aunt Abby
proposed the change; "but I'd hate to
go 'way from bore. Its all the real
sort o' homo I've ever known, and
they've been so good to me I'll have to
cry when 1 leave It. You'.d let mo
come here onco In awhile, wouldn't
ye?"
As sho seomed ready to cry at
this moment, Aunt Abby wisely drop
ped the subject then and there; In
fact, sho did not. allude to it again in
Chip's presence.
Hut Aunt Abby carried her point
with tho others. Undo Jud consented
very reluctantly, Aunt Mandy also
ylolded aftor much moro persuasion,
and when Aunt Abby's visit ter
minated poor Chip's few belongings
wore packed in a now telescope case:
sho kissed Aunt Mandy, unable to
speak, and this tearful parting was re
peated at the station with Uncle Jud.
When tho train had vanished ho
wiped his eyes on his coat sleeves,
climbed Into his old carryall, and
drove away disconsolate.
"Curls, curls, how a gal like that
'un'l! work her way into a man's
feelin's," he said to himself. "It ain't,
been three mouths since I picked her
up, 'n' now her goin' away seems like
pullln' my heart out."
CHAPTER XXII.
Christmas Cove had entered Us au
tumn lethargy when Aunt Abby Hemls
and her new protego reached it. Capt.
Homis, who "never had no say 'bout
nothln'," but who had cooked his own
meals uncomplainingly for three
weeks, emerged white-dusted from the
mill to greet the arrivals, and Chip
was soon Installed in a somewhat bare
room overlooking tho covo. Everything
scorned slightly chilly to her here.
This room, with its four-posted bed,
blue painted chairs, light blue shades,
and dark bluo straw matting, the leaf
less elms in front, the breeze that
swept In from the sen, and even hor
reception, seemed cool. Her heart
was not in it. Try as sho would, she
could not yet feel one spark of af
fection for this "book larned" Aunt
Abby, who had already begun to re
prove her for lapses of speech. It
was all so different, from tho home
life she had Just left; and as Chip
had now begun to notice and feel
trifles, tho relations of the peo
plo seemed chilly as tho room to
which she was consigned.
When Sundny camo a sunless one
with leaden sky and cold wind bear
ing the ocean's moaning Chip felt
herself back at Oroenvalo with Its
Sundays, for now sho was stared at
tho moment she entered tho church.
The singing was, of course, of the
same solemn character, tho minister's
prayers even longer, and the preach
ing as incomprehensible as In Green
vale. With her advent at school Monday
camo something of the same trouble
mot at Groendale, for tho master, a
weazen, dried-up little old man, who
wore a wig and seemed to exude
rules and discipline, lacked tho kindly
Interest or Miss Phinny.
Chip, almost a mature young lady,
was aligned with girls and boys of
10 and 12, and onco moro the same
shame and humiliation had bo en
dured. It woro away in time, how
ever, for sho had made almost mar
velous progress under Miss Phlnney.
Hor mind was keen and quick, and
once at study again, she astonished
Mr. Hell, tho master.
Something of her old fearloss self
reliance now camo to hor aid, also.
It had made her dare 00 miles of wil
derness alone" and liolpless, it had
spurred her to escape Greenvale and
hor sonsd of being a dependent pau
per, and now that latent force for
good or ill still nerved her.
Hut Christmas Covo did not suit
hor. Tho sea that drew her eyes
with Us vastness seemed to awe her.
Tho great house, brown and moss
coated whero sho lived, was barnllko,
and never quite warm enough. The
long street she traversed four times
dally was bleak and wind-swept. Aunt
Abby frtis austere and lacking in cor
diality; and Sundays well, 'Sundays
woro Chip's ono chief abhorrence.
Another Inlluence an Insidious
heart hunger she could not put away
now added to her loneliness In tho
new life. It carried her thoughts back
to tho rippled, moonlit lake, whero
Hay had picked his banjo and sung
to her; oven back to that llrst night
by tho cump-llro when sho had watch
ed and listened to him in rapt ad
miration. It thrilled her as naught
olso could when sho recalled the few
moments at the lake men, unconscious
of the need of restraint, she had let
him caress her.
Then tho long days of watching for
Ills return were lived over, and the
one almost ecstatic moment when he
had leaped from the stage and over
the wall, with no ono Ih sight, while
lie hold her In his arms.
And then and this hurt the most
that last evening before they were to
part again, when hostile the llrelly-lit
mill pond he had the chance to say
so much and said nothing!
It was all a bitter-sweet memory,
which she tried to put away forever
the night she left Greenvale. Sho
was now Vera Raymond, No one
could trace her; and yet, so at odds
were her will and hor heart, there
still' lingered the faint hope that Rny
would sometime and honiohow And
her out.
And so, studying faithfully, often
lonesome, now and then longing for
the bygone days with Hay and Old
Cy, and always hoping that sho might
some time return to Peaceful Valley,
Chip passed the winter at Christmas
Cove.
Something of success came to her
through it all. Sho reached and re
tained head positions in iter classes.
A word of praise came occasionally
from Mr. Hell. Aunt Abby grow less
austere find seemed to have a little
pride In hor. She became acquainted
with other people and in touch witli
young folks, was invited to parties
and slolgh-rldes. Tho vernacular of
Tim's IMaco loft hor, and oven Sun
days wui less a torture, in fact, al
most a pleasure, for then sho saw
most of the young people sho mingled
with, and now and then exchanged a
hit of gossip.
I lor own d' osa became of moro in
torest to her. Aunt Abby, fortunate
ly for Chip, lelt desirous that her ward
should appear well, and Chip, th s
educated and polished in village life,
io a degree at least, fullllled Aunt
Abby's hopes.
Another success also camo to hor,
for handsome as she undeniably was,
With her big, appealing eyes, her
splendid black hair, and well-rounded
form, tho young men began to seek
hor. Ono became persistent, and
when spring had unlocked the long,
curved bay once more, Chip had be
come almost a leader In tho little cir
cle of young peoplo.
Hor life wllh those who had taken
her in charge also became moro har
monious. In fact, something of affec
tion began to leaven it, for the reason
that never onco hud Aunt Abby ques
tioned Chip us to hor past. Aunt Mandy
and Uncle Jud had both cautioned her
as to its unwisdom, and she was broad
and charitable enough to let it remain
a closed book until such lime as Chip
was willing to opon it; and for this,
more than all olso that she received,
Chin felt grateful. Hut ono duy It
camo out or at least a portion of It.
"I suppose you have often won
dered where I was born, and who my
parents woro," Chip said, ono Sunday
afternoon, when she and Aunt Abby
were alone, "and I want to thank you
for never asking." And then, omit
ting much, she brlelly outllped her
hibtory.
(TO I !10 CONTINUED.)
Joined the Dead at Their Meal.
in the medical press is a story of a
man who believed that ho was dead
and who for that reason refused to
take any nourishment. "How can tho
dead eat and drink?" ho asked, when
food was piessod upon him. It was
obvious that unless something woro
done to bring him to his senses tho
delusion must soon become actuality;
lio would dio of starvation. The
strangest ruse was tried. Half a dozen
attendants, draped in ghostly white,
crept silently in single file into tho
room adjoining his, and, with tho door
open, sat down whoro ho could boo
them to a hearty meal. "Hero, who
tiro theso peoplo?" inquired the pa
tient. "Dead men," answered tho doc
tor. "What!" said tho other. "Do
dead men oat?" "To be sure thoy do,
as you see for yourself," was tho an
swor. "Well," said tho corpse, "If
that is so, I'll join thorn, for I'm starv
ing." Tho spoil was broken, and ho
sat down and ate like 10 famished
men.
Locket Again in Favor.
The sentimental girl, sho who is ad
dieted to tying her Iottors with bluo
ribbons and secreting locks of hair in
hor top bureau drawer, will bo glad to
hear of the renaissance of tho old-fash
lonod locket. This pendant, in subniis
slon to tho stylo of 20 yoars ago, Is
either heart-shaped or oval and gonor
ally hits n small drop of gold attached
which makes it look like our maud
j nio'liers' earrings.
A TEMPERANCE WORKER.
Says PcrH'na is a Valuable Nerve and
Blood Kemedy.
MISS BESSIE FARRELL.
MISS 11ESSIE FARRBLTj 1011 Third
A mi. . ltiwtltlvii Ttf V.. J Ir..l.
lent of the Yoiuitr I'copIo'n Christian
Temperance Association. She writes:
"IVruna is eerttiinlv a valuable nervo
ami blood remedy, calculated to build
up the broken-down health of worn-out
women. I ha ve found by personal ox-
icrionco that It acts as a wonderful re
storer of lost strength, assisting tho
stomach to assimilate and digest tho
food, and building u; worn-out tissues.
In mv worlc L have htm occasion lo
recommend it freely, especially to
women.
"I know of nothintr which is better to
build up the .strongt b of a young mother,
in fact, all thu ailments peculiar to
women, so l am pleased to give it my
hearty endorsement."
Dr. Ilartman has prescribed Pernnii
for uuinv thousand women, ami ho
never fails to receive a multitude of
letters like tl'e above, thanking him
for the wonderful be no tits received.
Manalin tho Ideal Laxative.
The Difference.
"Grafton cnlls himself a 'profes
sional man' and yet he takes no part
in anything but politics, Is politics a
profession or a business?"
"Well, when his sldo Is In powor It's
a business; otherwise it's nioroly a
profession." Philadelphia Press.
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