Show 0 i i t Continued C from Last Sunday Each Eath Ea h night the men returned t Itt lii 11 the theoa beaUtiful oa dreamlike twilight to the amp mp tp There here they th y sat nat after eating their pipes lpes in the open oien air of the th time they sang s ng while Phil hU crouching over his Violin V Ith rasped d out an accompaniment mOnt ment t rt of f dissonances s Flon om a t distance it Softened and fitted pleasantly Into the tn framework fr of the wilderness The Them meris mris m rs voices valees lent themselves w well l to tho minor strains of the chan tf s These times when the men sang sangAna Ana h the night wind rose and died dl d In Inthe the th hemlock tops were Thores worst moments moment His Hi soul tired tred with wih the te days dayt d Y s Iron struggle fell feI to brooding Strange Stange thoughts thought came caine to ta tc him strange str Visions rs He Wanted something he know knew knew not what he longed and thrilled r and nd i to ta a greater gater glory than that hat oT t brave deeds a a softer comfort than his old foster mother the wilder wider riess nes could bestow The men mer were singing In a mighty chorus swaying W yIng their heads he ds In unison and bringing out with wih a roar the em emphatic words of the te crude ditties writ written written i ten by some Borne sone genius from their own ranks ranks Come all al ye e sons of or freedom trough through throughout out old Michigan Come Coma all al ye gallant glant lumbermen list to chanty man manOn manOn manOn On the te banks bank of ot the Muskegon where wh r the tho rapid waters water flow OH well range the wid wild woods oer While we go goHe Hero Here He was th the bold old unabashed front of the pioneer here was absolute certain certainty certIn ty In the superiority of his calling absolute scorn corn of all aU others Thorpe passed his hand across his brow The acost same spirit was wa once fully tUly and freely his The be music of our o r burnished as ashal shall maker make makeI I re I tho the woods resound nd many a lofty loty ancient pine e will Trill wl tum turn We bIt bl td t the ground gound At night around aroud our shanty fire fir well wel i ising sing while rude rde winds blow well range rge the wild woods oer while we gol gO gOi i That was what he was here for Things were going ging right rIght It would be pitiful to fall fal merely m on account of this idiotic lassitude this unmanly weakness this boyish Impatience and desire for play He was wa a a woodsman He Ie a fellow with wih these big strong men menA menA menA A single voice clear and high struck Into nto a quick measure i I am a a jolly joly shanty boy 1 As A you will wi soon discover i g To all aU the dodges I am am fly fir tl A hustling husUng pinewoods rover A 1 Is my pride A An ax a I well wel can cn handle handle To fell feU a tree or punch a bull bul Got Get rattling Danny Dany Randall Randall I And then wih with a rattle ratte and ad crash the whole hole Fighting Forty shrieked ed out thc that chorus i Bung Sung yer eye bung yer eye i Active alert prepared for any emer emergency gency eXy that th t might arise arse hearty heart ready for everything from punching bulls bulI buls to 1 U trees ae that was something like despised himself The song went on an onlo 1 lo loo o a girl Irl In Saginaw w wl l w ti in mother r air l Michigan Ml ten l BCD I jl tall sn l ll i hr r hair is red redU U Jg lS plump d pretty my daisy Sunday ay girl girlAnd gIrlAnd girlAnd And her front name nane stands for Kitty Uty And again as Before ro n the Fighting Forty howled truculently Bung yer cr eye ere bung hung yer eye The words were vulgar the air a mere minor chant Yet mind was filled His aroused had h d been engaged in recon reconstructing these men entire as their songs Bong voiced rudely the te Inner characteristics of their be ings ingo Now his spirit halted haled finger on lip Their bravery pride of caste Ip re ie resource r source bravado boastfulness all these lie fie fe had checked off of approvingly Here now was wa the idea Iea of the Mate Some Somewhere Somewhere where here for each of ot them was as a Kitty a a daisy Sunday girl sir the Ule Eternal feminine the te softer side the tenderness beauty glory glor of even so harsh har hn a as they tey were compelled to tu inhabit inhabit At the present or in the past these theSE woods roisterers this Fight Fighting Fighting FightIng ing Forty Fort had known kown love Thorpe arose ros abruptly and turned at random into the forest ore t The song BOng pursued him himas himas as he went but he heard only the clear swee ts tones not no t the thie te words te And yet even n the words would have spelled to tos lils s awakened sensibilities another Idea would have symbolized however rudely companionship and the human delight ian l of acting a part art before a wo so I took her hor to a dance danco ono one night night I AJ Ai mossback gave the bidding Silver SJ Jack bossed the tho shebang b And Big Dan played the fiddle fiddle ie Wo We danced and drank drak the livelong night With WIt fights between the dancing Till TJ Silver Jack cleaned out the th ranch And sent the mossbacks prancing And with wIt the te increasing in war and tur turmoil mon moil of the quick water the last shout of the Forty mingled faintly and nd was wa lost lost Bung Dung yar yer eye ce bung yer eye eyeT jt Thorpe moe T re found himself at the edge of the e woods facing a a little glade into i which streamed the radiance of a full fullmoon fuI moon moon pon t CHAPTER CE XI Then Thoro Thoo he be stood and ad looked silently t not rot ot understanding not caring to in ire Across the way a whitethroat whitethroat t was q ys 9 singing clear clea beautiful like Ike the f shadow of a a dream dram The girl stood J listening 1 V vH er r small mall smal fair head was Inclined ever everso everSo so little sideways and ad her finger was tas wason on in n her lips ps as a though tough she wished to still tl the very ver hush of night night to which impression the t Inclination of her sup le je body lent Its is It grace ce The moonlight fhone one full fUU Upon u on her h r countenance A white face It i was with wih wide tear clear ear eyes ees and a a sensitive proud mouth month that now half parted like a childs Her er eyebrows arched from her straight pose nose ose In the peculiarly graceful curve urve lurve that t f falls fals just short of pride on the te one I fan fd and of power on the other to fill i the ie eyes cy s with wih a pathos p thos of trust and fl I N innocence The man watching could catch the th poise of ot her long white neck beck and the te molten molen from her heri I tumbled hair the color of oC cornsilk but finer And Ad Vet jet ol th se words mean nothing A r might have caught her charm harm but he must needs be a poet as 88 well and a great poet one capable of or grandeurs and subtleties Tb To the young oung man standing there ter rapt In the spell of vague desire of ot wakened awakened awakened vision she the seemed most like hike a i flower fower or a n mist mit He tried to find Words lords to 10 formulate her to himself but aid ald not succeed Always It came back fb to b the same Idea Ideate the flower fower and the te mist it Like the petals of a flower fower most ost delicate was wa her question questioning queston lug ing upturned face tace like the bend of or a alow flower low r most rare ramp the th stalk of f her graceful gratful ful throat t like Jike the poise of a t flower r most t dainty I the attitude of U her zO f tJ kt beautiful perfect body sheathed in a 1 garment that outlined each etch movement for the Instant In suspense Like a mist the glimmering of 01 her skin the shining of her hair the elusive moon like quality of her whole personality as she stood there in il the thie ghostlike lips clearing ce listening her fingers on her Behind her lurked the te low even shadow or o the forest foret where the moon m on was not a band of velvet elvet against which the girl girt and the ed twigs and bushes anti ann grass blades were etched like hike frost against a black window pane There was wag something too of the evanescent spiritual quality In the scene as though at any moment moment with wih a a put of the balmy summer wind the radi radiant ant at glade the hovering ove g figure the fila fla greed silver of the te entire setting would melt Into the accustomed med stern st r and menacing forest foest of ot the northland with Its it wolves and find its is wild deer and the voices of ot its Us sterner r calling cling Thorpe horDe Th rDe held his breath bret and ad waited wied Again the th whitethroat lifted his clear spiritual note across the brightness slow trembling with ecstacy The girl never moved She stood in the moon light like a beautiful be emblem of ot silence alence half real meal halt hail hf fancy part woman ly divine listening to par the little birds message For the he third time the song shiv shivered shivered shivered ered across the night then Thorpe with wih a soft sob dropped droppel his face in ins inh s hands h and IOe nOmore more He did not feel the earth beneath his knees nor the whip of the sumach across his face he be did not see the t moon oon shadows creep slowly the fallen fale birch nor did he notice that the the whitethroat had hushed its It song His Hs inmost spirit was shaken Some Something Something thing had h d entered enter d his hrs soul s Ul and ana filled fled it to the te brim so o that tat he dared d red no nol longer l ng r stand in the te race face of radiance until he had accounted d with wih himself Another drop would overflow the cup Ah A sweet God the te beauty of it i the beauty of it It That Tat questing childlike starry atan g e seeking so s purely to the stars themselves That flower face fower those drooping half hal parted lips That inexpressible something som they had meant meant Thorpe searched search d humbly eagerly then with wit agony through his troubled spirit and in i it furthermost depths depta saw MW the te mystery as beautifully remote reIte as ever It I ap approached preached and and swept over him and ald left him gasping Ah An sweet God the beauty of it It the te beauty of it I the vision the dream He trembled and sobbed sobbe with wih his de desire desire sire to seize ceze it i with wih his impotence to express it jt it with wih his failure even to appreciate it as his Ws heart told him it should be appreciated He dared not look look At length he turned and ad stumbled back through the moonlit forest crying crIng on his old gods sods godsin in vain At the banks bank of the river he came cameto cameto cameto to a halt hal There in the velvet pines the moonlight slept calmly and the shadows rested quietly Under the breezeless sky sk Near at hand nand the river shouted as ever evor r its is cry cy of joy over the vitality Ual of l like Uke a h spirited boy before the th face of ot o inscrutable nature All AI else was silence Then from the waste boomed a strange note rising dying rising again agan instinct I with wih the spirit of the wilds It I felland fell felland felland and far away sounded a heavy eav but distant crash The Th cry lifted l e again It I was the first bull bul moose calling across the te wilderness to his mate And then faint but clear down the current of a chance breeze drifted the he chorus of the Fighting Forty The forests forest so brown at nt our stroke go godown godo godown down do doAnd And cities spring up where they thoy tell tel While logs log well wel run and ad work w rk well wel done Is the tho story the shanty shant boys tell tel Thorpe turned from the river with a thrust forward of his head He was not a 3 religious man and in hi his six years woods experience had never been to church Now he looked up over the tops of the pines to where the Pleiades glittered faintly among the brighter stars I Thanks hanks God said sid he fe briefly hrey CHAPTER TER For several seV seV X il l days tl S this tl Impression sat satisfied satisfied d him hiJ completely Pl l He discovered strangely enough nou that tha his restlessness had left lef him hirn that once bc mo e be he le was pot able to give to his hip worK wd hs s H en ett energy ergy erg and Interest It n was vas tuf h as oh some power had raised its It finger fn er and n storm had stilled leaving calm lm un unruffled ruffled rufe skies He did not attempt to analyze this tishe he did not even make an effort efort to con contemplate contemplate contemplate template It It His critical faculty was stricken dumb and it i asked no ques questions tons of him im At a touch his entire etre life had changed ch Reality or vision he had caught a glimpse of something so en entirely entirely different from anything his im flu imagination or experience had ever sug suggested suggested to him that tat at first lIe he could do dono dont no nt more than permit passively n Its It in influences s to adjust themselves to his being Curiosity CU speculation sp longing all the more mor active a emotions remained in abeyance while outwardly for three days Harry Harr Thorpe occupied himself only with wIt the needs of the Fighting One Onu Forty at Lamp amp On In the h early morning he went out with wih the te gang While they chopped or heaved he stood by serene Little Litte questions of expediency he solved soled Di Dl Dilemmas Dilemma lemmas lemma he discussed leisurely with wih Tim Shearer Occasionally ly he lent a shoulder shoulder shoulder der when the peaveys lacked l of prying pring a stubborn log from its It bed Not once did he glance at t the sun His patience was quiet and sure When evening came he smoked placidly outside the office listening to the conversation and laughter of the themen themen men rues caressing one of the beagles while the rest lest slumbered about his feet watching dreamily the night shadows shado and the te bats b s JAt t about 9 he hew went w nt to bed and slept soundly He was vaguely g J conscious of a a great geat peace within him a great stillness of the spirit against which the metallic events of his craft craf clicked sharply sharp In vivid relief It I was 18 the peace and stillness of a river before it leaps Little Lite by little the condition changed The man felt fel vague vage stirrings sUring of curios curiosity curiosity ity I He speculated aimlessly as a to Whether or r not the glade the moon moonlight moonlight light the girl had real or merely mErly the figments of imagination Almost immediately the answer leaped at him from his heart Since she was so 50 certainly flesh and blood Whence did d she ehe Come What was she doing there in inthe Inthe inthe the wilderness His mind pushed the query aside as unimportant nt rushing eagerly to tG to the essential point pInt When Wen WenCo could Co ld he see her again How find for tor forthe forthe the time the Vision iston before fore which his hla heart he rt felt tel the Instant need of pros prostrating prostrating Itself Iset His placidity had gone That Th t morning he made some vague ex excuse e excuse cuse to Shearer and set out blindly doWn don the river He did dd not know kow where he was WD go going goIng going ing any ay more than tha did the bull ball moose plunging through the trackless wilder wilderness ness hess n s to his mate Instinct the instinct t of all an wild Id natural creatures led hij hi And so Without th 1 l r HoJ cVen v most would woul say aY ay by ac an accident c cc c v t he K saw S her e again a un It I was wail pe near r Ei the pole trail tai whIch was less like lk i a trail traI than a rail ri fence f nce I I For when the snows sn ws are ar deep and I snowshoes not the property of every everyman e everyman y I man who cares to journey jouney the te old fashioned pole trail tri comes into useI use I It I is merely a series eries of horses built buit of ot timber across which thick tic Norway logs are laid lad about four feet from the ground to form for a continuous pathway A man must be a tight rope |