|
Main
- books.jibble.org
My Books
- IRC Hacks
Misc. Articles
- Meaning of Jibble
- M4 Su Doku
- Computer Scrapbooking
- Setting up Java
- Bootable Java
- Cookies in Java
- Dynamic Graphs
- Social Shakespeare
External Links
- Paul Mutton
- Jibble Photo Gallery
- Jibble Forums
- Google Landmarks
- Jibble Shop
- Free Books
- Intershot Ltd
|
books.jibble.org
Previous Page
| Next Page
Page 52
"I got a glimpse of a man dodging out of the way just as that pile of
logs started. I saw the flash of the sun on his ax," and the director
was very much in earnest.
It was Jennie who put into words the thought that had come both to Ruth
and Helen as well:
"Where is that awful Dakota Joe? He was here last night. He has tried to
harm our Ruthie before. I do believe he did it!"
"Who's that?" demanded the director. "The man who had Wonota in his
show?"
"Yes, Mr. Hooley. He was here last night. I spoke with him up in the
bunk-house while you were telling the boys about this scene," Ruth said
gravely.
"The unhung villain!" exclaimed the director. "He tried to ruin our
shot."
Jennie stared at him with open mouth as well as eyes.
"Well!" she gasped after a minute. "That is what you might call being
wrapped up in one's business, sure enough! Ruined your shot, indeed! How
about ruining a perfectly good girl named Ruth Fielding?"
"Oh, I beg Miss Fielding's pardon," stammered the director. "You must
remember that taking such a scene as this costs the corporation a good
deal of money. Miss Fielding's danger, I must say, threw me quite off my
balance. If I didn't have two of the keenest camera men in the business
all this," and he gestured toward the turbulent river, "would have gone
for nothing."
"I can thank Mr. Hooley for what he tried to do for me," smiled Ruth. "I
saw his gestures if I could not hear his voice. That was my salvation.
But I believe it must have been Dakota Joe who started that avalanche of
logs down upon me."
"I'll have the scoundrel looked for," promised Hooley, turning to go
upstream again.
"But don't tell these rough men why you want Dakota Joe," advised the
girl of the Red Mill.
"No?"
"You know how they are--even some of the fellows working for the picture
company. They are pretty rough themselves. I do not want murder done
because of my narrow escape."
The other girls cried out at this, but Mr. Hooley nodded
understandingly.
"I get you, Miss Fielding. But I'll make it so he can't try any capers
around here again. No, sir!"
The girls were left to discuss the awful peril that had threatened, and
come so near to over-coming, Ruth. Helen was particularly excited about
it.
"I do think, Ruth, that we should start right for home. This is
altogether too savage a country. To think of that rascal _daring_ to do
such a thing! For of course it was Dakota Joe who started those logs to
rolling."
"I can imagine nobody else doing it," confessed her chum.
"Then I think you should start East at once," repeated Helen. "Don't you
think so, Jennie?"
"I'd hire a guard," said the plump girl. "This country certainly is not
safe for our Ruth."
"Neither was New York, it seemed," rejoined Ruth, with a whimsical
smile. "Of course we are not sure--"
"We are sure you came near losing your life," interrupted Helen.
"Quite so. I was in danger. But if it was Joe, he has run away, of
course. He will not be likely to linger about here after making the
attempt."
Previous Page
| Next Page
|
|