Louisiana capitolian. (Baton Rouge, La.) 1879-1881, 1881-01-15

"You will wait, Jennie, darlingf You
viii remember and wait for me I"
And, for reply, tho girl drew near
again, and kissed him second time.
Then she fled.
Two years! Two years Of days and
nights-days Of summer stiffness and
winter gloom; nights Of beauty and
winter cold. One by one they passed,
and September-the second September
-f-came again.
Ralph Jerome manufactured o
man in the full glory of his manhood, o
lifework happily begun, the future
bright with hope, and his great heart
all aglow with love and longing. And
then upon the very eve Of his home
coming, he saw hs darling ride by &C
companied by o stranger, II Teller up
huntin' from Denver" his father said,
and oil the world grew dark.
For little it was hard to believe
hard to admit that this beautiful, tan
talizing fairy-this girl Of perfect face
and form, who laughed and chatted
so gaily, day after day, while the singu-
lar costumed huntsman, who ever &C
companied her, looked on with admiring
eyes--was the Jennie who kissed him
goodbye.
But as the autumn waned, poor Ralph
was forced to accept the fact. 1t was
the same Jennie, only sweeter, more en-
trancing, more beguiling than ever; but
still Jennie, blossomed into hirt.
Whether her old love was dead or not
remained unknown. She treated Carl
Condo even as she treated Ralph Jerome,
holding both by her wondrous beauty
and charm of manner, yet holding them
at arms length. Neither man could learn
his fate, and even the heart Of the noun
taineer failed him as the girl escaped his
eager questioning again and again.
"Fool that amp muttered jerome,
as he rode homeward one November
night, after an evening, just without the
gates of paradise; STOOL that ] am! l
will give up the game. She does not
love me--she can not, or she would not
tantalize me so. l will give her up; and
| yet, my God, it will kill me. Oh, Jennie
my darling, my darling"
Affairs were thus tangled, when, one
day, rnmor came to Sunrise Valley
that the Uncompahgre Indians were
upon the war patch,
Dave Mcfarland, and old guide and
trapper, brought the unwelcome news,
and gave the warning.
| aged best let the wimmin folks 60
down to Pueblo" said he. EFF the reds
are out, we kin take keer O the cabins
better here alone; an eff it's oil mis-
take, thar will be no harm done, any
way" II
| Carl Condo announced his intention of
returning to Denver.
HE might stay and help fight, if
there's fighting to be done," whispered
Jennie, with a blush to Mrs jerome.
But the old lady was little deaf,
and did not hear her.
"lf you are bound for the city, Mr..
Conde," said Ralph on the following
morning, and before the women had
departed, let me advise You to go by
! Indian Pass. 1t is the shortest route,
and IN ten minutes you will be on the
Fairplay road, and safe, Should You
take the Southern trail, however, you
will have thirty miles Of dangerous road
4 to cover Your road does not lie to-
wards Pueblo after you leave the val
ley.
The other hesitated.
Il do not know the pass" said he, al
though ! should prefer that route"
81 will guide You to the Fairplay
road" said jerome, picking up his rifle.
at is not a long ride, and we need fear
no Indians to-day"
"And will 60 with you" said a sweet
voice behind them. 81 wish to look
from Indian Pass once more before !
leave the valley"
1t was Jennie Donaldson who spoke.
Boyh gentlemen opposed this plan,
but the willful beauty was determined,
and the result was that an hour later
Condo had hidden his friends good-by,
and accompanied by Ralph and Jennie
was riding rapidly along the trail
toward the mountain pass.
As they climbed the rugged foothills
and followed the winding road, mount
ing ever higher and higher, few words
passed between them.