The Vancouver independent. (Vancouver, W.T. [Wash.]) 1875-1910, 1882-09-07

men who labored beside him, and took
their wages from his hand and pretended
to be his friends.
And his wife was afraid she hated him !!
To whom could he turn for comfort
from whom could he expect true friend.
ship-if she who should have been near
est was an enemy in disguise? Lost in q
moody reverie, he paid little attention to
his work.
Aud at last, at three o'clock in the after
noon, there was sudden. uproar in the
bayfield, tramping of hoofs, rush of
terrified men, confusion of voices, and
among them all George Brewster lying
on the ground beneath the moving ma
chine, his right arm and leg broken by
the wheels, his head cut and bleeding
with heavy fall.
Meanwhile Lefty, in the cream colored
house, had not been idle.
Tying on great calico apron in place
of her white one, she had quietly washed
duced the dining room to order.
Tea was easily arranged, since it was
to consist of cold dishes, with glasses of
milk for the men.
She threw table-cloth over the whole
as soon as it was finished, and went up
stairs into the spare chamber to pack her
trunk.
Yes, Lefty had made up her mind at
last. She was going away.
Life had degenerated into slavery, un-
frightened, as she fancied, by ray of
love.
"And slavery will support one any
where" thought Lefty, as with trembling
hands she locked and strapped her trunk
and fastened her few lines to George upon
the lid.
At the porch door she paused for one
last look around the house that might
have been SO happy.
She did not intend to glance toward the
bayfield,.
Yet in spite OF her resolution, her eyes
turned that way to single out the tall
figure that guided the rattling, clicking
moving machine.
"I wonder if he will miss me little
Just at first?" she unused. "He can get q
divorce, if desert him, and then he can
marry again. / hope he will be kind
err to his next wife than he has been to
mel"
With tears that rose at the thought of
her successor binding her eyes, Lefty
failed to see the figure that she sought.
II am foolish to look at him again. I
have never been more than q house.
keeper to him from the first" she
thought, stumbling blindly on toward
the gate, and opening it, to find herself
in the center of an excited group.
"There, don't you take on like that"
said Solomon Wyse, who came first and
saw the tears upon her cheeks before she
could wipe them away.
Were you coming out to meet us?
We were in hopes you didn't see any
thing of it. It's bad accident, but
George is 30 strong and hearty that he
will be up and around again almost be-
fore you know it. We've sent Bill Hill
off on one of the colts for the doctor.
and if you'll only tell MS whore to carry
him"
Garry him?" repeated Lefty.
Solomon stepped aside. She saw be-
hind him litter roughly made of hay
raxes and covered with coats, and on that
litter George was lying. pale and bleed
ing, with his eyes closed.
"Oh, Mr.. Wyse, is he dead?" she
asked, turning even paler than George.
mot bit of it! Worth twelve dozen
dead men vet. Only bit Of break in
one arm and one leg, and little knock
on the head where he fell. The horses
didn't kick, and he'll be all right as soon
as the doctor sees him. Shall We take
him up stairs, or where?"
Bring him in here" Grid Lefty, re-
covering herself.
She led the way into the bedroom on
the ground floor, and helped to shift
the manned figure from the litter to the
bed.
Her soul was dying within her for fear,
yet not word passed her lips.
When the doctor came he found ca
pable nurse, dressed in dark PRINT,
who listened inteiligently TO his direc-
lions and promised to carry them out
faithfully.
And so it happened that as George
Brewster returned 10 life the first words
that fell upon his ears wore uttered by
the doctor outside the window, as he
mounted into his gig.
Eyes, he will do, Mr.. Wyse; he will
pull through nicely il his wife nurses
him. And she can do go nicely II some
OF you will send some one 10 take charge
Of the house. She 10 . woman in .
thousand. hope he knows how to value
her."
The doctor drove away.
Lefty, bending over the bed absorbed
in the invalid, had not heard him.
But she plainly heard the faint voice Of
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