The Dillon tribune. [volume] (Dillon, Mont.) 1881-1941, 1882-04-08

replied, pitsousiy. ''n way u hon:,'
"Thats uniucky." ,.,a h.,.
= ~ tramp sn from the North, and 1 don4l ne
Inc country; expected to pull ~ !! .a y
y hotel ,;s. y night but don't know iust VI
81 But what can dor ro...
q! . alone!" she cried, hystericall,sl y. IN
viction Of the unmitigated crueity a a.ees
Iase beginning to overcome the inc,s VI ~
WIN wnion nature interposes to nsay
the iirst shock Of q terrible realitpr .e ,
To hsr. even her, Antoinette 1ivi,,...
me De1e OF nef avenue at home. anS :.
pe!ted queen OF circlet Of wealtS y:
culture, 1t was apparently appointsdI ~ ND
OF SNAKES o'te IN q desert place ~ Is
The tramp was speaking; she had n..,
Sucking the poison out of II. -
sometimes cures persons. We can a. I Is.a
She caught at the suggestion -,
eagerness almost convulsive, and ,a;. y
her arm to her mouth. But. heca, .a' ae
wound was on the outside of II. shs s s t.s
not, try a. she might, quite touch i ' ~;
her lips. I" with
Her efforts. as she twisted her non.,
pinched her arm, would have been lsn. ana
bic had the emergency been any less s..;
Gus. 's'
You had better let me do It."
She looked at him in involuntary .u...
ment 1t the unparalleled audacity 1 Of y.
suggestion. = Wv
tits no time to be notional IT,. y.
OF death !" said the tramp, rather im N.Y.
tiently. '''''. ''npa
The logic Of the situation wa. ina,.,
memorable she extended her arm 0e ~
knelt before her and took the SNOWY tr. :"
ure in his big, rough, brown fingers ~.
slender, blue-veined wrist he held nc -, ~
DERBY as if it had been an egg.shell w. w.
dimpled elbow rested in the palm ~
other hand. Miss Livingston, despite -,
terrified preoccupation, could not hol.
starting as he put his mouth to the assh
She had not thought that the Inns Of "a
rough a man could be so soft, or that tba;,
touch woulu be 30 like kiss. There W..
someth ny at once laughab!e and patbe1i,
in the att tude of the strangely as.or,eS
couple during the next few minutes M,..
Livingston sept her face resolutely aver; al
and look d intently at distant monnt,;n'
top, but her eyes were really on her arm
Her occasional furitive chances at the fnc.
20 closely pressed to it were a study i
their mixture of repugnance. even to loa,h.
ing, with i..tense anxiety to have him &c
on.
And yet, If she had been in a mood IA
take spassionate inventory of be,
tramp's appearance. she must have ad.
United that. although rather formidabl,
big and brawny. he would not have been n
all bad.looking fellow il he were oncs
well shaved and had better clothes he
had been kneeling before her on both
knets. but now changed his posture to
one knee. and almost instantly thereafter
sprang to his feet, crying with an excitement
that showed how strong had been his n.
pressed feelings:
= Thank God! I've got something that
will save you. What fool I was not 70
think Of it before |" and he pulled flask
out OF hts hip.pocket, and shook it exut
Inely in her face.
That's full Of whiskey, good pint
10 the only sure cure for rattle.
make poison. All you've got to do Is to
drink this till you are intoxicated, and then
you are cured"
She had been thrsugh some very novel
experiences that afternoon, and done thing,
which she would never have thought il
possible she should be brought to do; but
this was rather too much, She shook her
head. and merely said !: :.
THANK you, won't try it,"
What was the use Of arguing question
Of propriety with trampl
~ see You are afraid Of me. he said;
Y MI 40 Ia l.>A =. -
necessity. II you don't drink you IRE
dead in an hour! There's at least bare
chance that I'm an honorable fellow. but
there's no chance at oil If you don't take the
whiskey. This 10 the time Of year when the
poison II strongest, and that was big fsl.
low: Your aim 10 swelling already"
She glanced at the still writing reptile
With . shudder, and then at her arm. 1t
was indeed swelling. and the fang marks
had grown black. Pitiful Heaven! must
.he choose between this imminent horrible
death, and IN absolute surrender of herself
70 this Migrants mercy? She rose and
turned her back on him, looking away to
The mountain. tops. She walked few steps
% and fro. and then turned and asked him
n strained voice:
but won't this that you've been doing
araw out the poison ?"
There's not much chance, because you
'ee the bite b in among big veins. and the
poison got at once into tt blood. only
lid 1t because it was better than doing
aothing. assure you that you will be
'ate. ! am gentleman--l am indeed, a.
'hough I'm not dressed like one."
He spoke with III air OF sincerity. Still.
;hese were but words. and her eyes sill
Questioned his. though as il hopeless OF OBJ
aiming the assurance they fought.
:" am 40 sorry for you he said at last,
md as he spoke his eyes sutfused with
moisture.
"Give me the oup-1 will drink it uow!"
he exclaimed.
Don't You begin to feel it," he asked,
dter she had taken nearly half pint.
Not at all she replied. beginning to
link that, after all. it was not going to %
uch dreadful thing.
That shows the strength of the poison
has to counterfeit" he said.
Beyond this there was no conversation
'etween them. She simply drank. ana
Iasped, and wiped her mouth and tearfu!
yes with an embroidered handkerchief. o!
which the effective part was centre ha1
N inch square, the rest being lace bo.d'r;
vhtle her odd Ganymede was kept busy re.
.lenishing the cup as fast % she finlsneo
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