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"Back to the ravine," said Ruth. "Oh! I hope it will do no damage before it is caught." Just now the four young friends had something more immediate to think about. This Jerry Sheming had been "playing 'possum." Suddenly they found that he lay back in the tonneau, quite insensible. "Oh, oh!" gasped Helen. "What shall we do? He is Oh, Ruth! he isn't dead?"
Jerry Sheming, not being at the dock to meet the newcomers, must be at the house. The boys, it proved later, had agreed to help "tip" Jerry. The first fellow to see him was to tell him of the approach of Blent and the constable. Therefore, when Rufus Blent and Lem Daggett reached the lodge, nobody seemed to know anything about Jerry. Tom winked knowingly at Ruth.
Good bye, Miss!" he exclaimed, and hurried away. In another minute he had disappeared behind the screen of bushes, and Ruth heard the glad shouts of her friends as they came over the ridge and saw her standing safe and sound beside the stream. "How under the sun did you get here, Ruth?" Helen shouted the moment she saw her chum. "Did that Jerry Sheming bring you?" demanded Ann.
And I hope you won't let your foreman turn him off for nothing " "Oh! I can't interfere. It is my husband's business, of course." "But let me tell you!" urged Ruth, and then she related all she knew about Jerry Sheming, and all about the story of the old hunter who had lived so many years on Cliff Island. "Mr. Tingley had a good deal of trouble over that squatter," said Belle's mother, slowly.
"I I can't!" groaned her brother. "Then we must run " "Sit still!" commanded Jane Ann, with fire in her eye. "I'm not going to run from that cat. I hate 'em, anyway " "We can't leave Mr. Sheming," said Ruth, decidedly. "Try again, Tommy." "Oh, don't bother about me," groaned the young man, who was still a stranger to them. "Don't be caught here on my account."
"'Ware boom!" yelled Tom, and shifted his helm. The great sail went slowly over; the iceboat swooped around like a great bird skimming the ice. Then, in a minute, it was headed back up the lake toward the scene of the trouble. Another rifle shot echoed across the ice. Ruth was truly frightened, and so was her chum. Could it be possible that those rough men dared fire their guns at Jerry Sheming?
It seemed too bad that Jerry Sheming should be taken away to the mainland a prisoner. "They'll find some way of driving him out of this country again," remarked Preston, the foreman. "You don't know Blent, Mr. Tingley, as well as the rest of us do. Other city men have come up here and bucked against him in times past and they were sorry before they got through."
Jerry Sheming had come to his senses long since and seemed more troubled by the fact that he had fainted than by the injury to his leg. Ruth, by a few searching questions, had learned something of his story, too. He had not been a passenger on the train in which Jane Ann was riding when the wreck occurred. Indeed, he hadn't owned carfare between stations, as he expressed it.
"Though, landy's sake! I don't know what your Uncle Jabez will say when he comes back from town and finds this boy in the best bed," grumbled Aunt Alvirah, after a bit, when she and Ruth were left alone with Jerry Sheming, and the others had gone on in the car, hurrying so as not to be late for luncheon at Outlook. Dr.
"That won't do," declared Ruth, quickly. "I suppose the doctors are busy up there with other passengers?" "Oh, yes," admitted Jane Ann. "Lots of people were hurt in the cars a good deal worse than Mr. Mr. ?" "My name's Jerry Sheming, Miss," said the youth. "Don't you worry about me." "Here's Tom!" cried Helen. "Can't we lift him into the car? We'll run to Cheslow and let Dr.
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