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He crashed through pol- son vines and undetbmsh regardless of any danger and climbed on the stump. When Duncan got there he was shouting like a wild thing. Freckles dance-d wildly. "It's me chickens: Oh. it's me chickcns!” he shouted. “on. Duncan. come quick! You’ve found the nest of me precious «hénbuflfl I” Freckles hurried into the swamp. He was some little distance behind. but he could still see the men. Before he overtook them they had turned from the west road and had entered the swamp toward the east. The un- derbrush was alums: impenetrable. As they plunged into it a great black bird swept over their heads. "I don’t see wny you want to go.” said McLean. “l have no business to let you out today at all.” “It's me chickens. sir." answered Freckles. With his quickness or mind and body and a few years‘ good help he can do anything. Why. Duncan. I'd give a hundred dollar bill it you could have been here and seen for yourself." Locating the tree was an easy task because it was so well identified. When the rumble or. the lumber wagv ons passing the cabin on the way to the swamp wakened Freckles next morning he sprang up and was soon following them. The tree was a giant maple and so precious that they 81- most dug it out by the roots. 14an had told Freckles to ride on a section or the maple with him. but now the boy begged to go into the swamp with Duncan. “i hope not.” answered McLean. "You never in all your life saw a cut whipped so completely. tie won’t come back for the repetition of the chorus. We can surely and the tree. it we can't Freckles can. i will bring enough or the gang to take it out at once. That will insure peace for n time at least. and 1 am hoping that in a month more the whole gang can be moved here. it will soon he rail. and then, it he will go. i intend to send Freckles to my mother to be educated. Said Duncan. “Now the boy Is in for sore trouble!” ed cathedral windows were the long openings between the trees. tilled with ‘ rifts of blue. rays of gold and the shift» ‘ ing emerald or leaves: Where could be found mosaics to match this aisle paved with living color and glowing lights? Was Freckles a devout Chris- tian and did he worship here? Or was he an untaught heathen and down this vista of entrancing loveliness did Pan come piping and dryads. nymphs and fairies dance for him? Who can fathom the heart of a boy? McLean had been thinking of Freckles as a creature of unswerving honesty. courage and faithfulness. Here was evidence or a heart aching for beauty, art. companionship. worship. It was writ large all over the floor. walls and furnishing of that little Limberlost clearing. When Duncan came McLean told him the story or the tight. and they laughed until they cried. Then they started around the/line in search or the tree. 1 these mighty living pillars. and the (4th dome of green! Bow like stain- ly. He had reached the door of the cathedraL That whlch Freckles had attempted Would have been patent to any one. What had been In the heart or the shy. silent boy when he had found that long. dim stretch at fonest. decorated lta entrance. cleared and smoothed Its aisle and carpeted its al- tar? What verlest work or God was in vi. v-v How bad the boy conceived It? What a plcture he had wrought in living col- orsl He had the heart of a painter: he had the soul ot-a poet. The boss stepped carefully over the velvet cah- pet and touched the walls or crlsp ver- dure with gentle fingers. He stood long beside the flower bed and gazed at the banked wall of bright flowers as l: he could never leave 01L “.8qu a year before when "he had Freckles. a stranger. McLean bent. covering the hurt arm with one hand and laying the other with a caress on the boy's forehead. Freckles sflrred at his touch and twit- tened as softly as the swallows under the eaves. “If. you’re coming this wayâ€"tomor- rowâ€"be pleased to step overâ€"and we'll repate thHhoi-ns softly." “Bless the gritty devil." growled Mc- Lean. Then he went out and told Mrs. Dunâ€" can to keep close watch on Freckles and send Duncan to him at the swamp the minute he came home. Following the trail down to the line and back to the scene of the tight. the boss entered Freckles' study softly, as it his spirit sleeping there might be roused. and gazed about with astonished eyes. nzazed ery blameying term of endearme‘nt he knew. Duncan gathered up his tools. ‘ “Deal’s oft. boys!" he said cheerfully. “The log manna be touched until Freckles‘ chankies have finished with fit. We might as weei gang. Better put it back. Freckles. it's just out. and it may chill. Xe will probably. hae twa the mom." ‘ Freckles deposited the baby besldi the egg. When he came back he said: Freckles’ head rolled over and his eyes dropped shut McLean’s mind traveled back to the night almost a year before when he had engaged CHAPTER VII. Ax mam. nmmuzzs. HERE had Freckles ever found and how had he transplanted such ferns? As McLean turned from them he stopped sudden- MINI. Smfl Basal MW â€" â€"â€" v _ W In the bane of so many lives “c qt here !3 where we make our great boast. 0n: pm: cumin“ mm others do not. Carter’s Little Liver Pills are very small and very easy to take. Oneor two pins make a 6056. They are strictggmyegemble 1mg! do not gme or put-gig, but by r gentle acuon please who use mam. mm 23916132qu m 2038. ‘ “Tell you what. Freckles.” said one} of the teamsters. “Have you ever- . heard of this bird woman that goes all [over the country with a camera and: fmakes pictures? She made some on‘ imy brother Jim’s place last summer; 3 and Jim's so wild about them he quit! ' plowing and goes after her about 87‘: ery nest he finds. He helps her all he. ran to get them. and then she given him a picture. Jim's so proud or what;' he has he keeps them in the Blbla.‘ He shows them to everybody that Ache they wozld be almost pricelessto thosewho suffer from this dishessing complaint; butterm- 113th y their goodness docs notend perqaxxd those who once try them will tadthese little pills vain. able in so many wave that they will not be wil- ling to do without them. But after all sick head vaixfg thisVanfibfihnéioâ€"i'fil-ziiVx-x‘t' ;.hi‘l:t“‘xcu .. v . . . a} fiorrcct .zll «‘xsorderscgthcmomach. stimnhéczzg .m-r and regulate the bowels. Evenumeyonly ennui - _-_ â€" Headache, yCEVCaBâ€"er's‘fittlé- 5:1- Pm: equaliy valuablein Constipatipn. curinganapfi: v. nf‘nlr {his n'\fln‘o:â€"~n‘_._ A” Sick Kandache and n “email the trnnmes Incl. den: (1.: btli 0113 state of _t!:c svstcm, such :13 3"...111‘ “4 Iiiuwa. I):ov= iucsfl Distrefi‘i 8W2? er: 1:1 ' 12:11.11 1e ...1c,c. \'. hue theirz-tcsc 1%];ng mecca-15 has bucn. ’1 .1own in curing no me book said. precise. But you never saw such a sight as It made on. the yellow of the rotten wood beside; that funny leathery raced little white‘ ha hv." ‘nm on. son!" In em om‘ mt. “Imadoabigmistakanottohebrinz- in: the egg out with the baby, but I was tearing to touch it. It's shaped like a hen’s egg. and it's big as a tur- key's. and the beaudrulest blue-jun splattered with big brown splotcheg: IJL_ CARERS or stlfl'. and coddled overJt with ev- FrCeECCCâ€"d fla- h 6::- zmbu @flRE flentlv. How the laugh or the young thing I rippled! “Would I be knowing it?" she mock. ed. "Well. you should see the swamps 9; Michigan where they dump rattlers "Would you be knowing it it you did?’f asked Freckles almost impa- "If you was understanding the dan- ger." he continued desperately. “Oh. I don’t think there ls‘muchl” She tilted on the morass. . "It you kllled one snake here» it's probably all there is near. and any- way. the Bird Woman says a rattle- snake 18 a gentleman and always gives warning before he strikes. 1 don't hear any rattling. Do you?” WU It a pexfccuy delightful little brogUe you spea'. " she said. ”My ra- ther is Irish and half ought to be enough to entitle me to do that much. 'Maybeâ€"if I‘d-be telling you.’ ” she imitated. rounding and accenung each word carefully. "W111 you be coming out of there?" groaned Freckles. She laughed as If it were a fine joke. “Maybe if I‘d be telling you 1 killed a rattler curled up on that same place you’re standing as long; as we [may and the thickness of me urm you'd be moving where I can see your rooting." he urged insislezmy. “.Wa met Mr. McLean on the cordu- roy. and he did say something about makes. I believe. The Bird Woman put on leather legging. and a nice. [nu-boned time one must be having: Worst dose 1 ever had. and I‘d noth- ing to do but swelter." “Get out here where I can see where you are flopping. Quick. tor the 1119 or you!" be ordered. She smiled on him indulgently. "Why ‘1" am: Inquired. “Did anybody I»: you come hare and not be telling you or the snakes!" urgvd Freckle-s. j “i hoped i might find you." said the ; angel. “You see. i didn't do as i was 1' told. and l‘m lost. The Bird Woman l said i should stay in the carriage until 1 she came back, She's been gone hours. 1 It's a perfect; 11111333,! hath in there. 4 and I'm all lumpy 'fi'ith mosquito bites. [Just when i thought that i couldn‘t bear it another minute. along comes the biggest Papilio Ajax you ever saw. I knew how pleased she'd be. so i ran . after it. it flew so slow and so low I that I thought a dozen times I had it. ‘ Then all at once it went out of sight over the trees. and I couldn’t find my way back to save me. i think l‘ve walked over an hour. 1 have been mired to my knees. A thorn raked my arm until it is bleeding. and I‘m so; tired and warm." She parted the bushes still further. Freckles saw that her llttle blue cot- ton frock clung to her. llmp with per- spiration. It was torn across- the breast. One sleeve hung open from shoulder to elbow. A thorn had raked her arm until lt was covered wlth blood. and the goats and mosquitoes were clustering about it. Her feet were tn lace hose and low shoes. Freckles gasped. la the Umberlost in low shoes! He caught an armful or moss from his carpet and buried It in the ooze In front of her for a toot~ “An’â€"an' was you looking for me?" quavered the boy. Incredulous. on the bit at morass on which she stood. A sapling beside her was not straighter nor rounder than her slender form. Ber loft. waving hair clung about her face with the heat. and curled over her shoulders. It was all of one piece with the gold of the sun which tiltered through the branches. Her eyes were Just the deepest blue of the iris. her lips the reddest of the foxflre. and her cheeks exactly 0! the same satin as the wild rose petals ca- ressing them. She wan smiling on Freckles in perfect confidence. and she cried. "Oh. i'm so delighted that I've found you!" I‘ernapa there was a breath of sound. l-‘rac-kms could never afterward rememlmr. but for some reason he lifted his head Just as the bushes parted and gas face or an angel look- The bent became more insistent. Noon came. and Freckles ate his din- ner and settled for an hour or two on a bench with a book. making a 1mm; taking bird pictui‘ee seems to me I'd be mighty glad for a finance to take one like that.” “Then you be sure to téll acme.” said Freckles. ,_ comes and brags about how he help- ed to take them. If you’re smart you'll send for her and she’ll come and make .1 picture Just like life. It you help not she will 81" you one. It would be uncommon pretty to keep after your birds are gone. I dunno what they are. I never see their like before. They must be something rare. Any You fellows ever see a bird like that nereabouts?" No one ever had. "Well." said the teamster. “falling to get this 108 lets me on till noon. and I'm going to town. It 1 was THE LINDSAY POST ngprnlng Freckles hurried “He's so proud of you he is all swelled up like the toad In Aesop‘s ta“- bles, It you have ever had an arm “Have you any idea how it hurts?” she partied ”A little." said Freckles. “Well. Mr. McLean said we’d prob- ably flnd his son here"â€" “His son!" cried Frecklesr. “That's what he said. And that you would do anything you could for as, and that we could trust you with our lives. But I would have trusted you anyway. It I hadn‘t known a thing about you. Say. your father 1:; ram. paging proud of you. isn‘t he?” “1 don't know." answered the dazed Freckles. “May I t 'y to help your am?" he asked. "Then it- will be safer to be taking care of you." suggested Freckles. "Now you're talking sense!" said the angel. "You’ll get kllled It you do! When she stays this long. it means that she has a focus on something. You see. when she gets a torus. and lies in the weeds and water for hours. and the sun bakes her. and things crawl over her. and then some one comes along and scares her bird away just as she has it coaxed upâ€"why. she kills them. If I melt. you won‘t go after her. She's probably blistered and hall eaten up. but she will never quit until she is satisfied.” CHAPTER VIII. m BIRD wanna. ' ECKLES was amazed to heal himself excuslng. ”It was\ ‘0 hot In there. You couldn't be expected to bear 1: for hour: and not be moving. I can take you back around the trail almost to where you were. Then you can get up In the carriage. and I will go find the Bird Woman." pect l win get scolded finely. I go With the Bird Woman half the time )Iurlng the Bummer vacations. My father says I learn a lot more than I do at school. and get it straight. I never came within a smell of getting iost before. I thought. at first. it was toing to be hon-1d. but since I've found you. maybe it will be good fun after all". vâ€"n... W 065“" tlful. How I wish I mlght stay here with you! I will. some day. 11' you will let me: but now, if you can spare the time. will you help me look for the carriage? It the Bird Woman comes back and finds me gone she will be almost distracted." "Dld you come in on the west road?” “Keqxzmdfikzs' sue emu. "rue man who told the Bird Woman said that was the only place where the wires Were down. We drove away in. and It was dreadful-over stumps and logs. and 11) to the hubs. I suppose you know. though. I should have stayed In the carriage. but I was so tired. I never dreamed of getting lost. l 8‘1“- “I'd be pleased to be receiving you at me front door." he said. “but as you have arrived at the back. will you come in and be seated?" He waved toward a bench. The angel came instantly. “'Oh- how lovelv and cool!" she cried. As she moved across in: room "N kles had hard work to keep from finding on his knees, for they were very weak. and he was hard driven by an immune to worship. "Did you arrange this?" she asked. “Yin." said Freckles simply. "Some one must come with a big canvas and copy each side of it." she said. “I never saw anything so beau- bl I.-. h Freckles stood astounded. She did know. She was not in the least afraid. She was depending on n rattlesnake to live up to his share of the contract and rattle In time for her to move. The one characteristic an Irishman ad- mires in a woman above all others 13 courage. Freckles worshiped. anew. He changed his tactics. ata rvw out or the mart ureuaes (urea and tour “I’m knowing yours," interrupted Freckles. “I don't believe you do. Whnt is it?" asked the girl. “You won't be getting angry?" “Not until I've had the water at Freckles smfled quizzically. “Freckles?" she guessed. with apex! of laughter. “And mine 13"â€" “Oh! Did you have drinking water there?" she cried. “I was never so thirsty or so hungry in my life. but I thought I wouldn't mention it.” “And I had not the wit to be see- !" fled F‘ -1 - b. m. 9:: :35? a gooéeca'x‘zfifi' in figgme: He turned to the trail. “Please wait a minute.” called the angel. “What's your name? I want to think about you while you are come around to my room and stay while the Bird Woman works. It's nearly always cool there, and there’s comfortable seats and water." “Then don’t you ever be torturing yourself and your horse to be coming in here again." he said. “I’ll show you a way to drive almost to the nest on the east trail. and then you can “Oh. yes. I shall!" said the angel. “The Bird Woman says that these birds stay over a month in the nest and she would like to make a picture every few days for seven or eight weeks perhaps." Freckles barely escaped crying out for joy. Ho lifted his eyes to hers with a shadowy pain in them and found them of. serene. unconscious purity. “We must go and and tho can-tsp.” said the angel. rising. Freckles led the way. sharply wstch- in: every step. He went as near the log as he felt that be dated and with a little searching found the carriage. “This is a shame!" said Freckles. “You'll never be coming here again." she turned back her sleeve. holding out to Freckles an arm of palest cameo. Freckles unlocked his case and bend- agsd the ugly. ragged wound He worked with trembling lingers and s face tense with earnestness. “Is it reeling any better?" he asked. “Oh. it's well now!" cried the angel. We Am” hue-O of a" new: mar.” Tn. velvety touch or ner warm arm was tingling in Freckles' linger tips. Dainty laces and line white stub peeped through her torn dress. There were beautii‘ul rings on her lingers; Every article about her was 0: the finest material and in Excellent amt There was the trembling Limborlos guard in his coarse clothing. with his I cotton rags and his old pail of swamp 2 water. Freckles was suiiiciently ac- customed to contrasu to notice than and snfliciently fine to be hurt by then stood uncovered before her and all in the sweetestotsll thencetton. of his voice. “There's nothing you could be but the Swamp Angel." The girl laughed happily. Once out or her sight Freckles re. every step or the way to the cabin. Mrs. Duncan gave him a small both. of water. cool from the well. as us!- ried it in the crook of his right at. and a basket filled with bread and butter, cold meat. apple pie and pick!- in his left hand. “Pickles are kind 0' cooling." .16 Mrs. Duncan. ‘ (The angel was on her knees react in: for the bucket as he came an. “Be drinking slow." he and“ her. 1 Frecklesstoodhlinkinginthedlr’ zling glory of her smile. “Mercy!” she arolnimnfl «1 ens..- She turned back her sleeve. holding out to Freckles an am of paint cameo. Freckles unlocked his case and bend- acod the ugly. ragged wound. HO worked with trembling angers ad I taco tense with earnestness. “II it feeling any better?" he and. “Oh. it's well now!” cried the uni. hurt like this and can do anything. why. for pity sake do it!" Instead of throwing away “the un- sealed envelopes that bring circulau. cut off the gummed strips and SBVQ them. They will serve a hundred. househould uses. while she waited. “Were you forgetting Little Chick- en's picture?” Freckles asked the Bird m-__- Then he showed them how to reach the chicken tree from the outside. h- dicated a cooler place for the horn. and told them how the next time they The angel spread the lunch on as carriage seat. The daintiost parts It. could select she carefully put back mm the basket. The rat she ate. As hi watched her with tamished eyes Freckles told her or his birds, flow and books. Suddenly the angel cried, ‘Thetu comes the Bird Woman!" She was staggerlng under'a load cameras and paraphernalia. Freckle- took all he could carry and helped he: into the carriage. Soon' they were_9ut of the swamp. m.-_ Le l angel. “He was radiating pride an every pore." bruises l! I could do anything that would make my father look as pen- eocky as yours did. He su'utted about proper. I never new any one he! pmuder.” , “Did he say he was proud of no? marveled Freckles. - “He didn’t need to.” answered thi “Angel- don‘t to by looks." an“ them “tourtathertoldusmfl Egan gcgpptnz. But he told as m. I'd manhunt-1" Freckles ltood blinking in tho h” sung glory or her smile. It was Freckles' tufin’to hush: Ki Ymeed on his his. floppy straw ht. angel could find his 979:: day. but coda; no“ continued.) PAGE 1!