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Gene Stratton-
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hot bath and a sound night's sleep re-'
newed Freckles’ strength. Freckies|
was on the trail early the next morn-’
ing. Besides a crowd of people anx- |
fous to witness Jack's capture. he
found four stalwart guards. one at |
each turn. In his heart he was com. |
pelled to admit that he was glad to
have them there.
Near noon MeLean turned his party |
over to join Duncan's and. taking Free |
kles. drove to town to see how it fared |
with the angel. MeLean visited
greenhouse and bought an armload of
its finest produets, but Freckles wounla |
have none of them. [He would carry |
his message in a glowing mass of the |
Limberlost's first goldenrod.
COPYRIGHT, 1904, BY DOUBLEDAY, PACE |
& CO.
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SYNOPSIS.
Freckles, a homeless boy, is hired by
Boss McLean to guard the expensive tim-
ber in the Limberlost from timber thieves.
Frecizles does his work faithfully, makes |
friends with the birds and yearns to know |
more about nature. He lives with Mr.
and Mrs, Duncan.
| make him feel that It isn't for noth-
He resolves to get books and educate
himself.
palr of vultures and calls his bird friends
his “chickens.”
Some of the trees he is guarding are
worth $1,000 each. Freckles' books arrive.
He receives a call from Wessner.
Wessner attempts to bribe Freckles to
betray his trust, and Freckles whips him.
McLean overhears them and witnesses the
fight.
Freckles’ honesty saves a precious tree.
He finds the nest of the vultures and is
visited by a beautiful young girl
8ho calls Freckles McLean's son. Freckles
calls her “the angel” and helps the Bird
Woman in taking photographs. Mclean
promises to adopt Freckles,
Freckles and the angel become very
friendly. Assisted by the Bird Woman,
they drive Wessner and Black Jack, tim-
ber thieves, from the Limberlost.
Mclean fears more trouble, but Freckles
insists upon being the sole guard of the
timber. Freckles calls upon the angel's
father.
The angel receives him as her equal, and
her father is kind. Mrs. Duncan has ex-
citing ndventures in the Limberlost.
The Dird Woman and the angel again
visit Freckles, and Freckles falls in Jove
with the angel. The angel kisses him.
Freckles is bound and gagged by Black
Jack's gang, and the timber thieves start
felling a very valuable tree.
Wessner is to kill Freckles after the
tree is stolen. The angel makes a daring
effort to save Freckles and the tree.
[Continued from last week. ]
CHAPTER XVI.
FRECKLES RELEASED.
HE boss rode neck and neck
: with the angel. He glanced
back and saw that Duncan
was near. There was some-
thing terrifying in the look of the big
man and the way he sat his beast and
rode. It would be a sad day for the
man on whom Duncan's wrath broke.
There were four others close behind
him and the pike filling up with the
rest of the gang,
The angel turned into the trail to
the west, and the men bunched and
followed her. When she reached the
entrance to Freckles’ room there were
four men with her and two more very
close behind. She slid from the horse
and, snatching the little revolver from
her bhreast, darted for the bushes.
McLean caught them back and, with
drawn weapon, pressed up beside her.
There they stopped in astonishment.
The Bird Woman blocked the en-
trance. Over a small limb lay her re-
volver, and it was trained at short
range on Black Jack and Wessner,
who stood with their hands above
their heads.
Freckles, with blood streaming
down his face from an ugly cut in his
temple, was gagged and bound to the
tree again. and the rest of the men
were gone. Black Jack was raving
like an maniac, and when they looked
closer it was only the left arm that
he raised. His right, with the hand
shattered, hung helpless, and his re-
volver lay at Freckles’ feet. Wess-
ner's weapon was still in his belt, and
beside him lay Freckles’ club.
Freckles’ face was of stony white-
ness, with colorless lips, but in his
eyes was the strength of undyir-
courage. McLean pushed past t
Bird Woman, crying. “Hold steac
on them for just one minute more!”
He snatched the revolver from Wess-
ner’s belt and stooped for Jack's.
At that instant the angel rushed in.
She tore the gag from Freckles, and,
seizing the rope knotted on his chest,
she tugged at it desperately. Under
her fingers it gave way, und she hurled
it to McLean. The men were crowd-
ing in, and Duncan seized Wessner.
As the angel saw Freckles stand out
free she reached her arms to him and
pitched forward. A fearful oath burst
from the lips of Black Jack. To have
saved his life Freckles could not have
avolded the glance of triumph he gave .
Jack as he folded his angel in his arms
and stretched her on the mosses.
As McLean rose from binding Wess-
ner there was a cry that Jack was
escaping. He was already well into
the swamp, working for its densest
part. Every man that could be spared
plunged after him. Other members of
the gang arriving, they were sent to
follow the tracks of the wagons.
He becomes interested in a huge |
The angel was in no way seriously |
injured. She reached both hands tol
Mclean. “What if one old tree ix
gone? You don't care. sir? You feel |
that Freckles has kept his trust as no-
body ever did before. don’t yon” Yon |
won't forget all those tong tirst days
of fright that you told us of. the fear
ful cold of winter. the raln. heat and!
lenesomeness and the brave days. and. |
lately. nights. too. and let him feel |
that his trust is hroken?
“Oh, Mr. McLean." she begged. “say |
something to him! Deo symething to
ing he has watched and suffered it!
out with that old Limberlost. Make
| him see how great and fine it is and |
- how far, far better he has done than
you or any of us expected! What's
Lone old tree anyway? she burst out
| passionately.
“1 was thinking before you came.
Those two other men gvere rank cow-
ards. They. were scared for their lives.
If they were the drivers | wager you
gloves against gloves they never took
those logs out to the pike. My coming
upset them. Before you feel bad any
more you go look and see if they didn't
run out of courage the minute they
left Wessner and Black Jack and
dump that timber and go on the run.
1 don’t believe they ever had the grit
to drive out with it in daylight. Go
see if they didn’t figure on going out
the way we did the other morning,
and you'll find the logs before you
strike the road. They never risked
taking them into the open when they
got away and had time to think, Of
course they didn't!
“And, then, another thing. You
haven't lost your wager! It will never |
be claimed. because you made it with
a stout, dark, red faced man that drives |
a bay and a gray. He was right back
of you, Mr. McLean, when 1 came up
to you yesterday. He went deathly
white and shook on his feet when he
| saw those men would likely be caught.
Watchers patrolled the line and roads
through the swamp all that night with
lighted torches, and the next day Me-
Lean headed as thorough a search as
he felt could be made of one side,
while Duncan covered the other, but
Black Jack could not be found. Spies
were set about his home in Wildeat
hollow to ascertain if he reached there
or aid was sent in any direction to
him, but it was soon clear that his
relatives were ignorant of his where-
abouts and themselves searching for
Sng eht ¥
Some one of them was something to |
him, and you can just spot him for!
one of the men at the bottom of your
troubles and urging those other young: |
er fellows on to steal from you. 1
suppose he'd promised to divide. You
settle with him, and that business will
stop.”
She turned to Freckles. “And you |
be the happiest man alive, because
you have kept your trust. Go look
where 1 tell you and you'll find the
logs. 1 can just see about where they |
are. When they go up that steep lit-
tle hill into the next woods after the
cornfield why they could unloose the
chains and the logs would roll off the |
wagons themselves. Now, you go see; {
aed, Mr. McLean, you do feel that
Freckles has been brave and faithful?
You won't love him any the less even
it you don't find the logs"—
The angel's nerve gave way and she
burst into tears. Freckles couldn't
bear it. He fairly ran from the room
with the tears streaming from his
owu eyes. But McLean took the an-
gel out of the Bird Woman's arms and
kissed her brave little face.
As they drove back to the swamp
McLean so earnestly seconded all that
the angel had said that he soon had
the boy feeling much better.
“Freckles, your angel has a spice of
the devil in her, but she's superb.
You needn't spend any time question-
ing or bewailing anything she does.
Just worship blindly, my boy. By
heaven, she's sense, courage and beau-
ty for half a dozen girls!” said Me-
“It's altogether right you are, sir,”
affirmed Freckles heartily. After a
little he added, “There's no question
but the series is over now.”
“Don’t think it.” answered McLean.
“I am sorry to have anything spoil
the series,” said Freckles, “and I'd love
to be coming, the angel especial,
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with him, and beyond all manner of
doubt she'd gone for you. and there
was nothing to do on account of his
cursed foolishness but finish me. get
out, and let the rest of the timber go.
for likely you was on the way right
then. And it drove Jack plumb ernzy.
*1 don't think he was for having a
doubt of the angel before. but then
he just raved. He grabbed out his
gun and turned on Wessner. Sprang! !
It went out of his fist, and the order |
comes, ‘Hands up!” Wessner reached |
for kingdom come like he was expect
ing to grab held and pull himself up
Jack puts un what he has left. Then
he leans over to me and tells me what
bel! do to me if he ever gets out of
there alive. Then. just like a snake
hissing. be spits ont what he'll do to |
ther. 1 =in't done with him yet, and
I've brought this awfoel thing on her”
“Avd § haven't begun with him yet.” ;
sald McLean, setting his teeth, “I've
. been away too slow and too easy, be- |
lieving there'd he no greater harm than |
the loss of a tree. I've sent for n couple
of first class detectives. We will put
them on his track. and rout him our
They entered the swamp. taking the
route followad by the Bird Woman
and the angel. They really did find |
the logs, almost where the angel had |
predicted they would be. McLean |
went on to the south camp and had |
an interview with Crowen that com- |
pletely convinced him that the angel |
was correct there also. But he had |
‘ mo proof. so all he could do was to |
discharge the man, though his guilt
was so apparent that he himself of- |
fered to withdraw the wager. :
Then McLean sent for a pack of |
bloodhounds and put them on the trail |
of Black Jack. They clung to it, on |
and on, into the depths of the swamp, |
leading their followers through what |
had been considered impassable and |
ways, and, finally, |
around near to the west entrance and |
out into the swale. Here the dogs |
bellowed, raved and fell over each |
other in their excitement. They raced |
back and forth from swamp to swale,
but follow the scent farther they |
would not, even though cruelly driven
At last their owner attributed their
| actions to snakes, and, as they were |
| very valuable dogs, gave over the ef- i
fort to urge them on. So that all they |
really established was the fact that |
Black Jack had eluded their vigilance
and crossed the trail some time in the
night. He had escaped to the swale,
from which he probably crossed the
corduroy and, reaching the lower end
of the swamp, had found friends.
For Freckles, with Jack's fearful
oath ringing in his ears, there was
neither rest nor peace. He was al-
most ill when he saw the Bird Woman
und the angel coming down the cor-
The guards of the cast line
he left at their customary places. but
placed one near Little Chicken's tree
and the other at the carriage. He was
firm about the angel's remaining in
the carriage, which he did not offer to
have unhitched. He went with the
Bird Woman for the picture. which
was the easiest matter it had been at
any time yet, for the simple reason
that the placing of the guards and the
unusual movement about the swamp
had made Mr. and Mrs. Chicken nerv-
ous, and they had not carried Little
Chicken the customary amount of
food. Freckles, In the anxiety of the
last few days, had neglected him.
When the Bird Woman proposed to
look for other subjects about the line
Freckles went so far as to tell her
that Jack had made fearful threats
against the angel. He implored her
to take the angel home and keep
her under unceasing guard until Jack
was located. He let her go, and then
blamed himself fiercely that he had
done so.
“McLean,” said Mrs. Duncan, as the
boss paused to greet her in passing
the cabir, “do you know that Freckles
hasna been in bed the last five nights
and all he's eaten in that many days
ye could pack into a pint cup?’
“Why, what does the boy mean?’
demanded McLean. “There's no ne-
cessity for his being on guard with
the watch I've set on the line. I had
no idea he was staying down there.”
“He's no’ there,” said Mrs. Duncan.
“He goes somewhere eise. He leaves
on his wheel juist affer we're abed
and rides in about cock crow or a
little carlier, and he's looking like
death and nothing short of it.”
“But, where does he go?" asked Mec-
Lean in astonishment.
“I'm no given to bearing tales out
of school,” said Sarah Duncan, “but
in this case I'd tell ye if I could.
What the trouble is I dinna ken. If it
is no stopped he's in for dreadful sick-
ness, and 1 thought ye could find out
and help him. He's in sair trouble;
that's all I know.”
McLean sat brooding as he stroked
Nellie's neck. :
At last he said: “1 suspect I under:
stand. At any rate, I think I can find
out. Thank you for telling me.”
“Ye'll no need telling once ye clap
your eyes on him,” prophesied Mrs.
Duncan. “His face is all a glist'ny
yellow and he's peaked as a starving
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