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"Be off with you and don't you dare come to this island again without permission." "Hold on, thar!" yelled Rufus Blent, leaping from the sleigh with more agility than one would have given him credit for. "You air oversteppin' the line, Mr. Tingley. That officer's in the right." "No, he's not in the right. He'd never be in the right hunting a boy with an armed posse.
"If it keeps on being as cold as it was this morning, and the wind dies down, there'll be all the ice you want to see to-morrow," declared Ralph Tingley. "Goodness! let's get down from this exposed place. I'm 'most frozen." "Shall we stop and make a fire here, girls, and warm up before we return?" asked Tom Cameron.
Ruth Fielding, however, did not leave Cliff Island before being assured that the affairs of Jerry Sheming and his uncle would be set right. As it chanced, the very day the crowd had gone fishing Mr. Tingley had received a letter from the head doctor of the hospital, to whom the gentleman had written inquiring about old Peter Tilton. The patient had improved immensely.
"He'd be the one to suffer, however, if it should be proved that old Pete Tilton had any vested right in the island," said Preston. "You can bet Blent is sharp enough to have covered his tracks if he has done anything foxy. He was never caught yet in any legal tangle." "Oh, I hope Mr. Tingley won't have trouble up here," declared Mrs. Tingley, quite disturbed. Ruth felt rather embarrassed.
"He knowed the box and had always carried the key of it about his neck on a string. They didn't know what it was at the 'sylum, but they let him keep the key. "And when he opened it, sure enough there was lots of papers and a couple of bags of money. I don't know how much, but Mr. Tingley got Uncle Pete to trust a bank with the money, and it'll be mine some day.
The six girls from Snow Camp were indeed in peril of death and all were convinced of the fact. Lluella Fairfax was in tears, and her chum, Belle Tingley, was on the verge of weeping, too. Helen Cameron had hard work to keep back her own sobs; even Jennie Stone, the stout girl, was past turning the matter into a joke. And Madge Steele was unable to suggest a single cheerful portent.
"And don't you leave us long in the dark," complained Ralph. "I don't believe we ought to let her take that lantern, Tom " "Aw, stop croaking!" commanded young Cameron. "You're worse than any girl yourself, Tingley." Ruth hated to hear them quarrel, but she would not give up and admit that she was beaten. She took the lantern and ventured into the first tunnel.
She's a queer little thing," Helen said, before her chum could answer. "She's rather dense, don't you know," put in Lluella's chum, Belle Tingley. "I'm not so sure of that," laughed Lluella. "Miss Brokaw became impatient with little Pease and said: "'It seems you are never able to answer a question, Mary; why is it?
For two hours the young folk reveled in their presents. Then suddenly Heavy smelled the breakfast coffee and she led the charge to the long dining room. They were in the midst of the meal when Mr. Tingley himself arrived, having reached Logwood on the early train and driven across the ice in a sleigh. The Tingley young people met him hilariously.
The 40th anniversary of the association was celebrated December 11 in Churchill House, the women's club house, named for one of the distinguished suffrage pioneers, Mrs. Elizabeth Kittridge Churchill. Mrs. Tingley, Arnold B. Chace, Mr. Blackwell and the Rev. Mrs.
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