The Gavelyte, January 1910

CEDARVILLE COLLEGE. ohe Call of the Woods. (BY WENDELL FO, 'l'ER) Chapter VII. THE TORM IN THE MOUNTAIN • 199 One morning about the middle of September Mr. Johnson said to Beth, "How wonlrl my little girl like to take a trip with her father to Washing– ton." "Oh papa! how beautiful," exclaimed the delighted girl. So the trip wa plannerl without further delay. The journey was without any thing unusual except for tbe intense heat. Mr. Johnson and Beth upon their arrival at Seattle went direct to the officP. of M ·Neil and John.son Lumber Co. Here Beth found out to her great pleasure that Mr. ~cNeil, his two cousins, her father and herself were going to Qpend the Fall in a camp nc,t far from Falling Water, where the party wuu ld enjoy themselve' in hunting and fishing. A ·oon as Mr. Johnson's interview came to a close he and Beth made thPir way to the Savary Hotel, where they remained over night. Before sun– rise the next morning the party was on it way over the old trail for the northern camp. From there they were to proceed by rail to Falling Water where Mr. McNeil's son would meet them with a wagon which would take them to camp. Beth had many questions to a k but as far as she knew the boy to meet them was only the son of her father's partner. It was nearly four in the evening wlwn the party reached the Southern camp. Mr. McNeil at once began looking for his son but before he discovered him a covered wagon came around the bend on two wheels leaving a cloud -of dust trailing behind. The wagon pulled up in front of the station with a jolt Out from this jumped a large husky frontiersman with a broad grin and a wave of his hat he said: "I lielieve this is Mr. McNeil and his company who intend spending a few days out at the Falls." He added ::ilso to Mr. _McNeil: "Your on was detained on business so he could not meet you but if nothing happenfl he will join u on the way. " Eight milPs; " third of the di tance to camp had been left behind when lht-r... w1.1 a rumble in the we ·t. The :,ky was fast becoming black. The whip wa, h1:1ard to crack over the heads of the horses and Big Jack, the driver, urgin~ the horse on to gr1:1ater speed.