Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, September 27, 1913, Page 9

— e —— b By H. M. EGBERT. NGOV SIEALOUSY 3 o ”—-——_——“ " " Jean Minguy's heart was beating 4 st 88 he_came within sight of old Baptiste's cabin on the Peace river. fo spurred his horse, and it broke gto & canter Across the snow. . b griag was In the alr, and spring was i o the heart of Jean Minguy, for he k| o riding to see his sweetheart Nan. i uto, 0ld Baptiste's daughter. They f§ 134 been engaged eight months, ever i jince Jean's last visit to the cabin in L o early fall. 1 yow he had amassed & pile of rich I s, which he would exchange for | | old in plenty at the trading atore. But it he must see Nanette and get her ' 1 fix the wedding day. & o had left his furs in his cabin and ¥ 141 ridden 200 miles to see her; and "} bad ridden so eagerly that he had | i cven turned the dozen miles out of b s course that Were necessary for b bim to meet his old friend, Pierre Du. ur. ! 4 mom Baptiste came to the door and ' 40 o hand upon his horse's bridle. i qou have come for Nanette?” he P wvered. He was very old and al- ' rady In his dotage. { “Where is she?” demanded Jean, I elng his heart hammering within £ bls breast. | 'Haven't you heard?” cried the old ® mo. “She left here with Dufour this ¢ gorning—" A fiery mist swam before Jean's | ios. Plerre Dufour! The two men # d been friends for many a year, an b un had known that Pierre was in B (o with Nanette. But the girl had pighted herself to him, and he had " rdly thought of Dufour in the ec- § sy of his happy anticipations, " Ho had been so proud of her, his eutiful bride-to-be, with her dark i i and eyes. One more season in i o north, and then, if luck was with I lim, he had intended to take her south B 0 cvilization, and the perils and " rdships of the wilds would be things i of the past. Jean Minguy pulled up his horse ! tharply. i 'Listen!” the old man began, catch- i g at the bridle again. i But Jean Minguy was already spur g his horse back along the trail, wing no attention to old Baptiste's b .- — Though the ground was still white, | to share that exile with him. The thought no longer enraged him. He had put the matter to the test of fate, and she had decided against him. l THE EVENING TELEGRAM man, coming from the direction of the St. Paul. It was not his own horse that he heard, for that, being In- dian, did not trot, a8 this horse did— besides, the difference sound of a hors o kg R Jean crept out of his shelter. The , dawn was not far away, but the moon still shone brilliantly. A horseman | ::::rl.'ldlns along the bank of the Peace Jean recognized Dufour othelll-heyes he would . 8 silhouette against the sp, 4 :nw Dlétou; rein in his horse ::d lel:x? orward. They wer i ® within 26 paceg Jean drew his revolver. “Garde- toi!” he shouted, and fired again and again. Plerre's horse reared and plunged down the steep bank of the | Peace. i The frightened animal regained its feet and stood trembling upon the | brink of the descent. But Dufour was lying upon his back in the river bed. ! There was no sign of blood upon him, | and his horse had not been struck, either. It had shied at the sudden sound of the shots and fallen with itg ' rider. o Plerre was badly stunned, but breathing. Jean stood over him, look- | \vi I ing into his unconscious face, All at r N & once he realized that his vengeance had slipped from him. He could not | kill Dufour now that the man was un- consclous. He caught the horses. Then he took though to have been only CONSTRUCTION OF ICE placed him in his saddle. He sprang | upon the back of his own horse, and, supporting his enemy with one arm and guiding the reins of the two! The ice boat shown in this sketcls bridles with the frec hand, he began runs directly before the wind, with a the slow march toward Plerre's cabin. square sail as shown in the picture. The day dawned, and the sun rose,| A three-cornered sail may be used, flooding the vast plains with her gold- but it is harder to manage. The Craft Has No Equal—Three Boys Can Bulld One. en light. They traveled at a snail's frame work of the craft consists of Ways courteous and polite, but they pace, the horses stopping from time to two two-inch planks, which are laid time to crunch at the new grass that across each other as in Fig. 2. Fig. 3 was appearing where the snow was 'shows the under part of the top plank melting beside the river. Once or at the rear end. Note how the planks twice Jean dismounted and bathed his 'are jointed and bracked with wire. enemy’s face with snow-water. The steering is done with the rear It was during one of thése halts single runner. The lower part of Fig. that Pierre began muttering. .8 shows how it 1s made. A bolt fn the “I love thee, Nanette,” he sald, and center of “A” fits in a hole in the cen- Jean clenched his fists and ground his ter of “C,” not so tightly as to inter- teeth together as he listened against fere with the free motion of the steer- his will. “I love thee, Nanette. I will Ing runner. The bottom of the run- g0 and meet him. He cannot be far ;:; 'h°“dld be Sh:dl with flflllt fron. away.” round or round iron will not do. So Plerre had been on his way to; The mast is three inches in diameter kill him when Jean had intercepted | by six feet long. The sail fs six feet him! And this man, who had stolen DY four feet. The mast is braced by his bride and planned his death, wag | Tenning two stout wires from the top lying helpless at his side! Jean sat Plerre upon his horsai""“"d by a wooden handle bar. For again, and the slow journey was re.|Use on lakes and wide rivers this boat sumed. But it was well toward eve-im Do equal, writes Moses La Bom- ning when Plerre’s cablin came lnt.ol view. Jean set him down again and rode' up to the little shack. What a place‘ to take a woman to live in! Nanette must love Pierre greatly to be willing “Jean!” Nanette had flung the door open and BOAT the unconscious man in his arms and For Use on Lakes and Wide Rivers was standing in front of him, a radiant image, exactly as when he had last seen her. Jean turned his head slowly away. “Come, Nanette!” he sald, and rode back to where Plerre was lying. As he dismounted and kneeled at Ice Boat. “AK ELAND, FLA., SEPT. 27, 1913, BOTTLED BY . 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Jean could upder- . ¥hat pressure he might have : ¥hen she hag only a doddering ::“ for her companion. His an- ., h1: 1:;0,_& fierce flame as he pur Ml[fl! fell before more than half of 3 ol ::lles Was accomplished. Jean . ded and scooped out a shelter A €D snow beside the stream. vy U0t sorry for the opportunity : ® his wrath, He crept inside, ® i3 pony loose, for the weath- ot ¥&rm enough for the little, ®2¢ creature to take care of "u:fld Jean knew that it would H‘wy far from him, flaw?”:d blmself in his furs and s ~ut his mind would not let oy oot biS griet and rage in the e Tclef of sleep. He had ~ 80 long of the day when Nan- % wto b3 his wife; and now his Ped“ ended and his life was t;r: dawn he started up, alert toy JStant. His trained ear had te approach of a mounted si Plerre’'s side his enemy opened his eyes. “Where am I?” he muttered. thou, Jean?” came close to Jean. love me, then?” she cried. she sobbed. stood? 1 knew that another day would bring thee, but I wanted thee sooner; and Pierre told me that he would ride back with me along the trafl. And we did net see thee, and go, last night, he left me in his cabin and rode back through the darkness to find if thou hadst lost the way. Jean, didst thou—dare to think—I Joved Plerre?” ette,” as he can 2t ter, at six'v. r tha't at twcuty be doesn't know that | he is a fool; ! god and enjoys the expe is and thanks his st X : yet another chance before going down | to the grave. has peither the illusions of youth nor: the consolations of age; he is young | enough to feel foolish to know better~—From Curing Christo- pher. There was conscicusness in them. He looked into Jean's face.|Three boys should be able to com- “It {s ' struct it in a short time “Yeg, it 18 I, whom you tried to mur-, der,” answered Jean, slowly, without bitterness. Plerre looked at him in bewilder- ment. “I shall say nothing to Nanette,” Jean whispered; and then the girl was beside them. pened?” she cried. “Jean! What has hap- “Your lover fell from his horse,” answered Jean, slowly. “My lover!” she exclaimed, and “Dost thou mot Jean looked dully at her. o 0, Jean, I could not wait for thee, “Hast thou not under Jean was staring at her wildly. He could not be mistaken in his interpre- tation of her look of imnocence and love. Suddenly he caught her to his breast and covered her with kisses. I know! I know!” he cried. “1 was fool—and madly Jjealous, Nnnette.‘ ut now all is ended, and we slz'all| de back to thy father’s house— Picrre touched him upon the slegve.; .11 say pothing to Nan- (Cop: right. © | ! 14, by W. 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