The Nebraska advertiser. (Nemaha City, Neb.) 18??-1909, May 01, 1908, Image 3

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    ISF?IA
The Girl
fromTim's
Place
By CHARLES CLARK MUNN
(Copyright io0. by Lothrop, Leo A: Shepard Co.)
SYNOPSIS.
Chip McGuIro, n 18-ycar-ohl girl HvIriR
at Tlm'a pluco In thw Mtilnu woods Is
sold by hor father to Poto Boldttc. a
half-breed. She runs away and reaches
the camp of Martin Krlsble, occupied by
Martin, Ills wife, nephew, Raymond Stot
san, and gulden. She tells her story and
In enred for by Mrs. Krlsble. Journey of
IVrisblo's party Into woods to visit father
of Mrs. Frlsble, an old hermit, who has
resided in the wilderness for many years.
When camp is broken Chip and Hay oc
cupy same canoe. The party reach camp
of Mrs. FrlHblo'H father and are wel
comed by hint and Cy Walker, an old
friend and former townsman of tho her
mit. They settle down for summer's
atay. Chip and Hay are In love, but no
one realizes this but Cy Walker. Strange
canoe marks found on lake shore In front
of their cabin. Strange smoke Is seen
across the lake. Martin and Lovl leave
for settlement to get ofllcers to arrest
McOuIro, who is known as outlaw and
escaped murderer. Chip's one woods
friend, Tomah, an Indian, visits camp.
Hay bcllevos ho sees a bear on the ridge.
Chip Is stolen by Pete Bolduc who es
capes with her in a canoe. Chip Is res
cued by Martin and L.ovi as they are re
turning from tho settlement. Bolduc es
capes. Old Cy proposes to Uny that ho
remain in tho woods with himself and
Ajnvd and trap during the winter, and ho
concludes to do so. Others of the party
return to Greenvale, taking Chip with
them. Chip starts to school In Greenvale,
and finds life unplensnnt at Aunt Com
fort's, made so especially by Hannah.
Old Cy and Hay discover strange tracks
In the wilderness. They penetrate fur
ther into tho wilderness and discover tho
hiding place of the man who had been
sneaking about their cabin. They Investi
gate tho cave homo of McGuIro during
his absence. Bolduc llnds McGuIro and
the two light to tho death, finding a
watery grave together. Hay returns to
Greenvale and llnds Chip waiting for
him. Hay wants Chip to return to tho
woods with them, but she. feeling that
the old comradeship with Hay lias been
broken refuses. When they part, how
ever. It Is as lovers. Chip runs away
from Aunt Comfort's anil tlnds another
homo with Judson Walker. She gives her
naino as Vera Raymond. Aunt Abby,
Aunt Mandy Walker's sister, visits them,
and tukes Chip homo with her to Clirlst
mas Cove. Chip goes to school at Christ
niUH Cove. She tells Aunt Abby tho
story of nor life. Aunt Abby tells her of
their family, and sho discovers that Cy
Walkor Is a long-lost brother of Judson
Walker, but fear of betraying her hiding
nlaco prevents her telling of Cy. Old Cy
Investigates McGulre's cave In tho wilder
ness and finds a fortuno that belongs
to Chip. Old Cy returns to the wilderness
camp with tho news that Chip had dis
appeared and proposes to start out to
And her. Ho turns over to Martin a bank
book showing a deposit of fGO.OOO in Chip's
name. Chip returns to tho homo of Jud
son Walker at Peaceful Valley for a
summer vacation. Chip tells Judson of
Cy nnd writes a note to Martin which dis
closes her hiding place. Mnrtln Immedi
ately visits tho Walkers. Ho gives Chip
her money nnd asks if ho shall send Ray
to her, but she says no. Aunt Abby's
husband dies. Chip nsks Martin to llnd
Cy who is seeking tho country over for
her. Ho had been a youthful lover of
Aunt Abby, nnd was supposed to have
been lost nt sea. Ray wants to go to
Chip, but Martin advises him not to.
Chip receives a letter from Rny, asking
forgiveness for seeming slight and neg
lect. Ray and Levi return to the wilder
ness camp and find Cy. They tell him
of his brother nnd tho ilnding of Chip.
Chip spends Christmas at Greenvalo. Old
scenes bring back her lovo for Ray.
CHAPTER XXXIII. Continued.
And then while she, thus lone and
lonesome, was putting away books,
slates, ink-bottles and all the badges
of her servitude Chip, without knock
ing, walked in.
How they first exclaimed, then em
braced, then kissed, and then repeat
ed it while each tried to wink tho
tears away, and failed; how they sat
hand in hand iu that dingy, smoke
browned room with its knifo-hackod
benches, unconscious of tho chill, while
Chip told her story; and how, just as
tho last rays of tho setting sun flashed
from tho icicles along its eavea, they
left it, still hand in hand, was but an
oplsodo such as many a schoolgirl can
recall.
Of tho few friends Greenvale held
for Chip, none seemed quite so near
and dear as Miss Phlnney, and nono
lived longer in her memory. They
had been for many months not teacher
and pupil, but rather two sisters, con
fiding, patient, and tender. Llfo swept
them apart. They might never meet
again, and yet, so long as both lived,
never would thoso school days bo for
gotten. With Sunday came Chip's most grat
ifying experience, perhaps, for her ar
rival was now known by tho entire vil
lage aud tho fact that sho was an
heiress as well. Her fortuno (also
known) was considered almost fabu
lous according to Greenvale standards,
and when Chip with Anglo entered tho
church porch, it was crowded with
people waiting to recelvo them. Chin.
of course, now well clad and well j
poised, was once more the cynosure of
a., eyes except when tho pastor prayed.
At tho close of scrvlco a score, most
of whom she know by sight only, wait
ed to greet hor and shake hands with
her in tho porch. Tho parson hurried
down tho aisle to add his smilo and
hand clasp, aud, all in all, it was a
most gratifying reception.
And hero and now, let no carping
critic say It was all due to that bank
account, but rather a country town's
expression 6f respect and good will to
ward ono whom they felt d?sorvod it.
That it all pleased Angle, goes with
out saying. That Chip well deserved
this vindication, no one will question;
and when hor visit ended and she de
parted, no one, not oven Miss Phln
ney, missed hor more than Angle.
Only ono thread of regret wove It
self Into Chip's feelings as she rode
away with Uncle Joe, whoso horses
wore now decked properly for this im
portant event. Sho had received a
most cordial reception on all sides
almost a triumph of good will. Her
gifts had brought an oft-repeated
chorus of thanks and a few tdars. On
all sides and among all she had been
welcome, even receiving a call and
words of praise from Parson Jones.
Sho was a nobody no longer; instead,
a somebody whom all delighted to
honor and commend.
Hut tho one whoso motherly pride
would have been most gratified, sho
for whom Chip's heart yearned for
oftenest, would never know it,
CHAPTER XXXIV.
With tho birds and flowers once
more returning to Christmas Cove,
came outdoor freedom for Chip again.
Like tho wood-nymph she was In char
acter and taste, the wild, rock-bound
coast outside and tho low, wooded
mountain enclosing this village wore
hor playgrounds whero sho found com
panionship. Other associates sho cared
but littlo for, and a few hours alone
on a wavo-washed shoro, watching the
wild ocean billows tossing spray aloft,
or a long ramble In a deep, silent for
est, appealed to her far more than
parties and girlish enjoyments.
The wood-bordered road, leading
from tho village to tho railroad ton
"Say You Love Me."
miles nway, was now a favorito walk
of hers. It was suited to hor In many
ways, for it was seldom traveled; it
followed tho sunny side of tho low
mountain range back of Christmas
Cove, not a house stood along Its en
tire way, and to add charm, a brook
kept it company, crossing and recross
ing it for two miles. That feature was
tho most especial attraction, for beds
of watercress waved beneath the
limpid waters in deep pools, bunches
of flag grow along its banks, thoir
blue flowers bending to kiss tho cur
rent; its ripples danced in tho sun
light; its music was a tinkling mel
ody, and these simple attractions ap
pealed to Chip.
There was also another reason for
now choosing this byway walk. Sho
knew, or felt sure, that Ray would
visit Christmas Cove on his return
from tho woods. Ho must come in tho
old carryall, about tho only vehicle
over journoylng along tho road, and
now, liko a brownie of tho forest, sho
watched until sho spied it afar nnd
then hid In tho bushes and peoped out
until It passed each day.
A curious aud somewhat complex
feeling toward this young man had
also come to hor. At first, like a child,
sho had loved him unasked. Sho had
known no different. Ho had seemed
llko a young god to hor, and to cling
to him was supremo happiness. Then
had como an awakening, a conscious
ness that this freedom was not right
and must bo chocked. Following that
also a bitter lesson It had como to
hor that sho was a kind of outcast, a
child of shame, as It wore, whoso ori
gin was despicable, and who was do
pendent upon tho charity of others.
This awakening, this new conscious
ness, was llko a black chasm in front
of her, a horror and shamo combined,
and truo to her nature, she fled from it
liko ono pursued.
But two years had changed her
views of humanity. She hod learned
that money and social position did not
always win friends and respect. That
birth and nncoBtry were of less con
sideration than a pure mind and hon
est intentions, and that lino raiment
sometimes covered a base heart and
vile nature.
Toward the boyish lover, also, her
feelings had been altered. A little of
tho old-time fondness remained, how
ever. Sho could not put that away.
She had tried and tried earnestly, yet
tho wlldwood illusion still lingered.
Sho had meant, also to put him and
herself quite apart so far, and iu such
a way that sho would never bo found
by him. That had failed, however; he
knew whero sho was. He had said
that he was coming here. Most likely
ho would expect to renew the old ten
der relations; but in that he would bo
disappointed. She was sure sho would
bo glad to see him for old times' sake,
however. She would be gracious and
dignified, as Aunt Abby was. Sho
wanted to hear till about the woods
and Old Cy again, but caresses must
bo forbidden. More than that, every
time sho recalled how freely she had
permitted them once, she blushed and
felt that It would be an effort to look
him In tho face again.
Hut sho was anxious to see how ho
would appear now: whether tho same
boy, with frank, open face, or a com
manding, self-possessed man.
And so each pleasant afternoon sho
strolled up this byway road. When
the ancient carryall was sighted, she
hid and watched until passed.
Hut Captain Mix, its driver, also had
observing eyes. Ho know hor now as
far as ho could see her, as every one
In tho village did, and he soon noticed
her unusual conduct, lie also watched
along the wayside where sho left It,
and slyly observed her peeping out
from some thicket. Just why this odd
proceeding happened time and again,
lie could not guess, aud not until a
strango young man alighted from tho
trnin ono day and asked to bo left at
tho homo of Mrs. Abby Homis, did it
dawn on him.
Then he laughed. "Friend o' Aunt
Abby, I 'spose?" ho Inquired in his
Yankee fashion, after they had started.
"No," answered liny, frankly, "I have
never seen tho lady. I know somo one
who Is living with her, however. A
Miss Mc Raymond, I mean."
Captain Mix glanced at him, his eyes
twinkling. 'So yo're 'quainted with
Vera, bo ye," ho responded. "Will,
yo're lucky." Then as curiosity grew
lie added, "Known her quite a spell,
hov ye?"
Hut Ray was discreet. "Oh, three or
four years," he answered nonchalantly.
"I know hor when she lived in Green
vale." Then to check tho stage driver's
curiosity, ho added, "She was only a
little girl, then. I presume she lias
changed since.
"She's a purty good-lookin' gal now,"
asserted Captain Mix, "but middlln'
odd in her ways. Not much on gal
livautin' round wi' young folks, but go
In' to school stlddy 'n' roamln' round
tho woods when she ain't. Purty big
gal to bo goln' to school she Is. 1 cal
lato her arly eddlcation must 'a' been
sorter neglected. Mobbe yo know
'bout It," and once more this persist
ont Yankee glanced at his companion.
But Ray was too loyal to tho little
girl ho loved to discuss her further,
and made no answer. Instead, ho bo
gan inquiries about Christmas Covo,
and as they jogged on mile after mile,
ho learned all that was to be known of
that quiet village. When they had
reached a point some thieo miles from
it, a kindly thought came to tho driver.
"If Vera ain't 'spectin' ye," he said,
"mebbo ye'd like to s'prlso her. If so
be it, yo kin. She's 'most alius out
this way 'n,' curlsllke, hides 'fore I get
'long whar sho Is. If I seo her to-day,
'n' yo want to, I'll drop ye clus by 'n'
let yo."
And so It came to pass.
Chip, as usual, had followed her oft
takon walk on this pleasant May after
noon. When tho carryall was sighted
also, as usuul, she had hidden herself.
With beating heart she saw two occu
pants this time, and looking out of her
laurel screen, she saw that ono was
Ray.
Then Bhe crouched lower. Tho mo
ment she had waited for had come.
But now something unexpected hap
pened, for after the carryall passed
her hiding spot, Ray, brown and stal
wart, leaped out. The carryall drove
on, and sho saw him returning and
scanning the bushes.
Sho was caught, fairly and squarely.
Ono instant sho hesitated, then, blush
ing rose-red, emerged from tho under
growth. And now camo another capture, for
with a "Chip, my darling," Ray sprang
forward, and although she turned
away, the next moment she was
clasped in his arms.
In vain sho struggled. In vain sho
writhed and twisted. In vain sho
pushed him away and then covored her
blushing faco.
Love, flerco and eager, could not bo
thus opposed. All hor pride, anger, ro
sentmont, shamo, and intonded cold
nesB wero as so many straws, for
dosplto her struggles, ho pulled hor
hands aside and kissed her again and
again.
"My darling," ho exclaimed at last,
"say you forgive me; say you lovo mo;
say it now I"
Then, as sho drow away, ho saw hor
eyes wero brimming with tears,
"1 won't," Hhe said, "I hate" but.
his Hps cut the sentence In two, and it
was never finished.
"i did mean to hate you," she de
clared once more, covering her face,
"but. I I can't."
"No, you can't," ho assorted eagerly,
"for I won't let you. You promised to
love mo once, and now you've got to,
for life."
And she did.
When tho outburst of emotion had
subsided and they strolled homeward,
Chip glanced shyly up at her lover.
"Why did you pounco on me so?"
she queried; "why didn't you ask me,
llrst?"
"My dear," ho answered, "a wLo
man kisses the girl llrst, and asks her
afterwards." Then lie repeated the
offense.
And now what a charming summer
of sweet Illusion and castlo-bulldlng
followed for the lovers! How Aunt
Abby smiled benignly upon them, quite
content to accord nniplo chance for
wooing! How many blissful, dreamy
hours thoy passed on lonely wave
washed cliffs, while the marvel of love
was discussed! How Its wondrous
magic opened a now world whoso
walks wero llower-decked, whoso sky
was over serene, where lilies bloomed,
birds sang, sea winds whispered of
time and eternity, r.nd where Chip was
atfndorcd queen! How all the shamo
and humiliation of iter past life faded
away and Joy supreme entered on tho
azure and golden wings of this now
morning! liven Old Cy was almost
forgotten; tho spites, Old Tomah, and
Tim's Place quite so; and all hope, all
joy, nil protection, and all hor future
centered in the will and wishes of this
Prince Perfect.
"lUInd and foolish," I hear somo fair
critic say. Yes, more than that, almost
Idiotic; for selfish man never pursues
unless forced to do so, and an object
of worship once possessed, Is but a
summer flower.
CHAPTER XXXV.
Quito different from tho meeting of
tho lovers was that which occurred
when Old Cy reached Peaceful Valley.
There wore no heroics, no falling upon
one another's necks, no tears. Just a
"Hullo, Cyrus!" "Hullo, JudBon!" ns
these two brothers clasped hands, and
10 years wero bridged.
Aunt Mandy, however, hhowod moro
emotion, for when Old Cy rathor awk
wardly stooped to kiss her, tho long
ago of Sister Abby's sorrow welled up
in her heart, and tho tears came.
That evening's reunion, with Its two
llfo histories to bo exchanged, did not
close until tho tall clock had ticked
into the wee, small hours.
All of Old Cy's almost marvellous
adventures had to bo told by him, and
not the least interesting wero tho last
few years at tho wlldorness homo of
tho hermit. Chip's entry into it aud
her history formed another chapter
fully as thrilling, with Undo Jud's
rescue of hor for a denouement.
Tho most pathetic featuro of this In
termingled history tho years whllo
sweet Abby Grey waited and watched
for her lover was left untold. Only
onco was It referred to by Aunt
Mandy, in an indirect way; but tho
quick lowering of Old Cy's eyes and
tho shadow that overspread his face,
checked her at onco. Almost intuitive
ly sho roallzod its unwisdom, and that
it was it sorrow best not referred to.
(TO HIC .CONTINUED.)
Good Japanese Innovation,
An Austrian military organ draws
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of tho Japaneso musketry practico
during tho lato war which seems to
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tiflo rost for long range flriug has led
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A remarkablo discovery of a hoard
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Tho back of tho wall at ono tlmo
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