The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1883-12-22

Barker's by sun-up er-mo.rer, ter help
him out with his hoein'- Ye wont be
lonesome nor nothin'p'
'No-I reckon not replied his wife.
'Twont be the first time I've been
here alone
Involuntarily the eyes of the husband
and wife met. in his furtive question:
ing look which she met with stesfy
gaze. In the dusky twilight her ~
showed pale as marble and her sfroat
pulsated strangely. The map p<turned
his eyes away; there was ething in
that face which he could i6t boar =
And at 'sun-up' Sandy departed
Molly went about her cork as usual.
Nothing was forgotten, nothiig neg
lected The two snail rooms shone
with neatness and comfort, and
at last the chill slept.
The hour for her meeting B.
pies had arrived, and MollyS -
and closed the cabin door beb
but here her feet faltered,
paused. With her hands press
ly on her heart she stood there
moment with the bright Augp
shine falling over hdr. sudden
trrred and re-entered the cabi
noiselessly into the bedrock al
down by the sleeping child. Onev
languid little hand drooped snveI
cradles edge. As her eyes fell upd
a quiver passed over the woman q. White
face, and she laid her cheek sdtly
against it, her lips moving the whit
Then she arose and went away.
Down the dusty road. with rapid nm
faltering steps and eyes that loded
straight before her, she passed, andlis-
appeared in the shadow of the fores
When Sandy came home at nighihe
found his wife standing in the doorW.
her dark braids falling over or
shoulders, her cheeks burning, her ses
full of fire which kindled his IN
slow but ardent nature. He had ner
seen her looking so beautiful, ande
came on toward her With quicked
steps and glad look in htS face.
Here, Molly said he, holding up
her face bunch of dazzling cardiI
flowers, Il pulled these fur ye, down e
the gorge
Sne shrank from the vivid, bllood-red
blossoms as if he had struck her, and
her face turned ashy-white.
SIN the gorg'! she repeated hd arsly-
in the gorge! Throw themI away!
throw them away!' and she lowered
down upon the door-stone, hit Ing her
face upon her kneee. Her husband
stared at her moment, hurt and be-
wlldered; then, throwing the flowers
far down the slope, he went past her
into the house.
'Molly's gittin on her spells ag'h,'
he muttered. Lord, Lord. Il Elia 1
hopes .z she war over 'em fur bodr
Experience having tsRsEt him
leave her to herself &c such times, h
said nothing now, Slt sat with the chill
upon his lap, looking at her from TIM
to time with a patient, wistful look.
last the gloom and silence were NOR.
than he could bear.
Molly said he softly. what ais ysp.
At the sound of his voice she started
and roso. Going to him. she took the
child and went out Ct the room. AZ
she did 30, Sandy noticed that a portion
of her dress was torn away. He re-
marked it with wonder, as well as her
hair. 1t was not like Molly
at ALL but he said nothing, putting this
unusual negligence down to that gene
raj cur usness' of womankind which
was past finding out.
The rext day and the next passed
away. Sandy went in and out, sile( ~
and unobtrusive, but with his heart ful
Of slckening fears. A half-formej
doubt of his wife's sanity-a douV;
which her strange, fitful conduct dur
ng these days, and her wild and hag-
gard looks only served to confirm
haunted him persistently. He could
lot work, but wandered about, restless
md unhappy beyond measure.
On the third day, as he sat, moody
nd wretched, upon the fence of the
ornfield, Jim Barker, his neiphbor
rom the other side Of the mountain
anne along and asked him to Join him
N hunting excursion. He snatobed
t the idea, heping to escape for a time
rom the insupportable thoughts he
crld not Danish, and. won't up to tho
abin for his gun. As he took it down
lolly's eyes followed him.
Where are ye goin', Sandyx she
sked.