The Leavenworth weekly times. [volume] (Leavenworth, Kan.) 1870-1880, 1874-04-30
THE .esE OF TUOLUMNE.
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CHAPTER l.

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1t was nearly 2 O'Clock in the morn
ing. The lights were out in Robinson
Hall, where there bad been dancing AMI
revelry, and the moon, riding high
painted the black windows with silver
The cavalcade that an hour ago hat
shocked the sedate pines with song ant
laughter, were all dispersed; one enam
ored swain had ridden east, another west
another north, another south, and thu
object of their sdoration, left within hel
bower at Chemisal Ridge, was calmly
going to bed.
l regret that am not able TO indicate
the exact stage OF that process. Two
chairs were already filled with delicate
enwrappings and white confusion, and
the young lady herself, half hidden in
the silky threads of her yellow hair, had
at one time borne faint resemblance to
Q partly.husked ear of Indian corn.
But she was now clothed in that one long,
formless garment that makes eli women
equal, and the round shoulders and nea,
waist that an hour ago had been so fatal
to the peace of mind of Four Forks had
utterly disappeared. The face above il
was very pretty; the foot below. albeit
shapely, was not small. "The flowers,
as q general thing, don't raise their heads
much TO look after me-" she had said with
superb frankuess to one of her lovers.
The expression of "fhe Rose" tonight
was contentedly placid. She walked
slowly to the window, and. making the
smallest possible peep-bols through the
| curtain. looked out. The motionless
| figure of horseman still fingered on
| the road, with an excess of devotion that
| only a cDGuettc or a woman very much
\ in love could tolsrate. ''The Rose" a,
| that moment Was neither, and after a
reasonable pause turned away. saying,
| quite audibly. that il WAS TOO ridiculous
| for anything" As she came back to heI
| dressing table it was mott ceable that she
| walked steadily and erect, without that
| slight affection OF lameness common TO
| people with whom bare feet are only an
| episode. Indeed, it was only tour yeers
| ago that, without shoes or stockings, a
lOng-limbed, col,y girl. in wais,less
| calico gown, she had leaped from the
| tail-board of her fathers emigrant wag'
| on. when it first drew up at Chemisa
Ridge. Certain wild habits of the Rose
had ou,lived transplan,ing and cultiva'
| ton.
A knock at the door surprised her.
| In another moment she had leaped into
bed, AMI, with darkly- frowning eyes
from its secure recesses demanded
who's there?'
An apologize murmrr on the other
side of the door was the response.
| "Why-father- that yout
Thereswere further muImurs, iiiirma
tive, deprecatory and persistent.
swat said the Rose, She got up
unlocked the door, leaped nimbiy int
| bed again, and said, Come
| The door opened timidly. The broad
| stoo ping shoulders and grizzled head o
a man past the middle age appeared
| after moments hesitation q pair o
large dilfident feet shod with canvas slip
pers concluded to follow When the ap
| partition was complete it closed the doc!
| softly, and stood there-a very shy ghos
! indeed, with apparently more than the
usual spiritual indispos,lion to begin {
conversation, The Rose resented THU
| impatiently, though ] fear not altogether
intelligibly:
"Do, father, l dee -
"You was abed. jimmy" sand Mr.. &c
| Closky, slowly, CHANGING with singulal
| mixture of masculine awe and patern3
pride upon the two chairs and their cor
tents. You was abed and ondressed.
81 was"
"Surely," said Mr McClosky, seating
| himself on the extreme edge of the bed
and painfully tucking his feet ava,
under it, surely After pause Ia
rubbed short, thick, stumpy Heard
| that bore a general resemblance II ;
| abadly worn blacking brush, with til,
| palm of his hand. and went on: "Yo.
and a good time, jimmy
eyes, father,
| s'They was all there?"
"Yes; Rance and York and Ryder an'
Jack"
| "And Jack!" Mr.. McClosky endear
| ored to throw an expression of arch in
quiry into his small, tremulous eyes
but, meeting the unabashed, wildly
opened lid of his daughter, be winke'
rapidly and blushed TO the roots of hi
hair.
"Yes, Jack was there" said Jenny
without change of color or the least self
consciousness in her great gray eyes
land he came home with me-" Sh
paused moment, locking her tw,
hands under her head, and assuming
more comfortable position on the pillow
"He asked me that same question
again, father, and said Yes It's I
be-soon. We're going to live at Fou
Forks. in his own house, ard mex
winter we're going to Sacramento.
/ 4, :rh foil
emphasized the question with a Sigh
kick through the bed-clotbs, as the pa
rantal McClosky had fallen into an alb
stract reverie.
"Yes, surely" said Mr.. McClosky
recovering himself with some confusion
After a pause he looked down at tn
bed. cloths, and, patting them tenderly
continued. You couldn't have don
better, jimmy. They isn't girl in Tux
lumne ez could strike it as rich az 20
hev-even if they got the chance" Fl
paused again, and then said, Jimmy
ayes, father"
"You'se in bed and ondIessed:"
i "Yes."
"You couldn't" said Mr.. McCloskN
glancing hopelessly at the two chair
and slowly rubbing his chin, ''yo
couldn't dress yourself agin-coul
yer"
"Why. faiher!"
"-Kinder get yourself into thei
things agin?" he added hastily, ''Nt
all OF 'em, you know, but some of ZEN
Not If helped you?-sorter stood by
and lent hand now and then with
strap or a buckle, or neck tie or shoe
string" he continued. still looking ,
tie chairs, and evidently trying to bod
" familiarize himself with their contents
"Are you crazy, father?" demande
Jenny, suddenly sitting up with po
; tentous switch of her yellow name. Nj
'. McClosky rubbed one side of his hea'
which already had the appearance
!. ha wing been quite worn away by Thu
> pr ocess, and family lodged the question
jimmy" he said, tenderly siroking Il
bed clothes as he spoke, "thi: yer's what
E the matter. Thar is stranger dow
|. stairs-stranger 10 yor, lOvey, but ma
ez I've knowed long time. He's bee
here about an hour, and he'll be hel
, on,il Tower O'Clock, when the up stag
passes. Now l wants We, jimmy dea
n to get up and come down stairs and XIII
der help me pass the time with hin
It's no use jimmy" he wen: on, gent
' raising his hand to deprecate any intel
> ruption, tits no use-wOn't GO TO be-
. he won't play keerds; whisky don
l take no effect on him. Ever since
knowed him be was the most onsati
factory critter TO hev round"
"What do you have him round fo
then?" interrupted Miss Jenny, sharpl.
n oil