The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1873-12-19
OREGON. F'RIDAY, DECEMBEIe 10, 1878.

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their hobble-de-hoyhood have e7tir been
wont to do.
ait is well to have some one 10 regret
us when we go, and to smile to us when
we come, Mr.. Miles," said the agent,
but not at all sentimentally. 1t was a
common truth to be acknowledged by
all; nothing more.
Taking great key from his pocket
he unlocked the warehouse, around
whose door score OF men were
gathered waiting far supplies. Boone
drew Judith's attention to one Of the
vaequeros who was improving his time
by taking 3 standing nap, leaning
against his horse. Judith laughed, and
pointed the man out to Mr.. ShultZ.
ayes, they loose much sleep, and are
always ready to make it up en- any
leisure moment. If your time is not Of too
much consequence, Mr.. Miles, will you
take your sister into the Office until !
give these men their rations? ] shall
not long detaiun you"
Throwing open the door of the ad-
jacent building he pointed his guests TO
seats, and returned without further GER
emony to his business with the vac
queros. The room into which Judith was
ushered had rough, bare floor, some
wooden benches, two revolving Office
chairs, and at one end some rude shelves
filled with books in two languages be
sides the English. But on the plank
walls hung several choice chromos-
scenes in France and Germany--snd =
small oil painting representing the
Margaret" in Faust.
Judith had arrived in her slow Scru-
tiny Of the room before the picture.
She stood for SOME moments gazing at
/ it, not knowing whether it was fancy
piece or portrait, but held by the fisci-
nation of the sadly questioning eyes
whose history she instinctively felt To
have been sorrowful Boone, mean
while, was looking nj q chrome Of Rosa
Bonheur's "Horse Fair"
"See here, Sis" said he; "did you
ever see any horses like these? They're
splendid though, amt they? But they
couldn't run"
NO." said Judith, giving them crit
ical glance; ''NTy Coaly can out-run any
OF those. But, come here, Boone, and
look at this girls picture. Who do you
think IL is-some relative Of Mr..
Shultz ~
"She don't favor him enough to be his
sister," was his comment. "Maybe
she's one Of his Dutch sweetheartsr
"Hush :" whispered Judith; but it
was too late to prevent the remark be-
ing overheard. Mr.. Shultz was just ell
tering the doorway, and smiled at
Becomes suggestion quite good-humor-
'edly.
miss Judith is acquainted with the
LADY," he said; Though she never met
her out of book. Let us see il she can
tell me who il is"
He looked at Judith attentively, and
she looked at the picture, now more in
terested than ever. At length the mean
ing came TO her. A light broke over
her face; the tears came to her eyes. at
is Margaret she said, looking up APP
peslingly.
at is So" returned Shultz, both sur
prised and pleased. "Never say to me
again that you understand not what you
read. Your sister is most remarkable, y
he added, turning to Boone "Not many
could have told that so readily. It is
pleasant to meet with one like that Now
il you are fond of pictures, Miss Judith
| shall give you my PORTFOLIO to over
look while l sell your brother whatever
, lie may want"
Going into another room Mr.. Shults
brought forth a rather heavy portfolio
of drawings which he spread upon tht
desk, inviting Judith TO perch hersel
upon the high stool and inspect them n
her leisure. This she proceeded to dC
with alacrity, first lay ing aside the over
shadowing un-bonnet, that every fac
ulty might enter into the enjoymen
unhindered.
So absorbing did Judith find her oc
cupstion that she could not have told
when at length interrupted, whether
had been an hour or day that she ha'
been 50 engaged; and the eyes she turne'
upon the intruders had the look OF on
, whose soul is coming back from n visi
TO some other and better world than this
with the wonder and glory clinging {
il.
! "Then my poor pictures did anus
you, Miss Judith ?' cried their owner
delightedly. az thought your brothe
never would have got all he wanted
and, indeed, he nearly exhausted m
stock. But now that lie is done, shal
have you to dine with me; for it is no
often that can have that honor an
, pleasure, and | must not let it pass 70
: this oneen-to which proposition th
young people objected in vain.
az have sent word TO my cook NOR
than hour ago, and We shall see pres
emily what he is able TO give us.
will be something, which is better tha
, nothing-and you must not ride hom
on that. If you will permit me, Mis-
Judith, should like to turn over thes
drawings with YOU" said Shultz, sui
ing the action to the word. "How q
y you like that view ?" selecting u sma
water-color drawing of an ordinary ol'
y fashioned house in the German styl