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Wollaver just as he was passing the house. Where's " "Sh-h-hh!" came Peggy Blackton's sibilant whisper. Joanne's hands had crept to John's face. "I think," she said, "that it is the minister, John." Her warm lips were near, and he kissed them. "Come, Joanne. We will go down."
"I'll be with her to-day, Mac, and to-night I'll come down to the camp in the coulee to compare notes with you. They can't very well steal her out of Blackton's house while I'm gone." For an hour after MacDonald left him he walked about in the neighbourhood of the Blackton bungalow smoking his pipe. Not until he saw the contractor drive up in the buckboard did he return.
When they came at last to Blackton's bungalow he thought that he had kept this thing from her, and he did not see and would not have understood if he had seen the wonderful and mysterious glow in Joanne's eyes when she kissed Peggy Blackton. Blackton had come in from the work-end, dust-covered and jubilant.
We'll go up to Dead Man's Bend and watch her come down. There is no other drive betwixt us and Blackton's." "Why is it called by such a horrid name, Uncle?" asked Nan. "What, honey?" he responded. "That bend in the river." "Why, I don't know rightly, honey-bird. She's just called that. Many a man's lost his life there since I came into this part of the country, that's a fact.
"Oh, it's been hinted to me by various people," said Nan, slowly. "But I saw Injun Pete, Tom." "When? He hasn't been to Pine Camp since you came." Nan told her cousin of her adventure in the hollow near Blackton's lumber camp. Tom was much excited by that. "Gracious me, Nan! But you are a plucky girl. Wait till Rafe hears about it. And marm and dad will praise you for being so level-headed today.
It was there you promised to become my wife, and I want you as you were then when the minister comes." "John, I think I hear some one coming up the front steps!" They listened. The door opened. They heard voices Blackton's voice, Peggy's voice, and another voice a man's voice. Blackton's voice came up to them very distinctly. "Mighty lucky, Peggy," he said. "Caught Mr.
It was a fear-compelling view the girl had of the river on one day when she went with Uncle Henry to see the first drive from Blackton's camp. Tom was coming home with his team and was not engaged in the drive. But reckless Rafe was considered, for his age, a very smart hand on a log drive. The river had risen two feet at the Pine Camp bridge overnight.
Blackton's voice brought them back to life. He laughed, and it was the laugh of a man who had looked upon work well done. "It has done the trick," he said. "To-morrow we will come and see. And I have changed my plans about Coyote Number Twenty-eight. Hutchins, the superintendent, is passing through in the afternoon, and I want him to see it."
The weather was then pronounced settled, and word came for the two young men, Tom and Rafe, to report at Blackton's camp the next morning, prepared to go to work. Tom drove a team which was then at the lumber camp, being cared for by the cook and foreman; Rafe was a chopper, for he had that sleight with an ax which, more than mere muscle, makes the mighty woodsman.
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