Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1884-08-01

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and they came out more quickly. The
sky was growing gray, and mems
faces looked SO, too, as the fire burned
with paler light and the hilltops
came out in cold majesty.
Suddenly the tools ceased; a barrow
on its way out stopped inside the en-
trance. The crowd outside drew close
and breathed more quickly, ana wo-
men hid their faces as the sound of
voices low murmuring came from the
passage. Then little crowd of men
pressed out, and in their midst Walter
Losford, stained and ragged, with the
boys form in his arms. He laid him
quickly on the wraps by the women.
The blood was trickling slowly from a
cut In his own forehead, and his face,
where it was not lead-grimed, was pal
lad with fatigue.
"He has only fainted," he said, as
the doctor bent over the boy.
Just sor' said the latter cheerilv.
"He only wants glass of sherry"
Gertrude rose from the boy to thank
his bearer, her eyes dim with happi-
ness. But he had turned away.
"Thc worst time was Just before
they broke in, Gerty. l thought the
earth must fall again, or something
happen to prevent them reaching me-"
cOnhded Bob to her when she visited
him next day in his room. The whole
matter was to Master Bob one for pure
congratulation, and he spent his time
IN rehearsing graphic account of the
adventure for the benefit of his DANES
house. But that fellow Losford is no
end of a trump He's been up to saw
goodbye, and l told him what an ass
I'd made myself about him. That's a
comfort. l heard his voice first of all.
do you know, and Mrs. Goodwin saws
they wouldn't have got me out but for
him"
The likelihood of this alternative
appeared to give him unmixed salts
faction.
II don't think they would" mur-
INJURED Gertrude, eagerly presenting
him with a large bunch of grapes
from side table. "I'll get you some
more, Bob"
You bet your boots they wouldn't
It's pity he can't climb. Fancy
fellow like that with what the doctor
calls constitutional vertigo" l can't
make it out"
And Bob fell into a brown study,
which passed into dose; and thus re-
freshed he was enabled to chatter
without ceasing all dinner time
Gertrude stole out of the room, and,
down stairs, found him in the
hall. He had mislaid favorite stick.
"Mr. Losford," she began hurried
ly, standing before him in she knew
not what attitude of pretty humility,
II said something yesterday the mem
Ory OF which is burning me with
shame. | cannot forgive myself; but
will you say you do? Bob has made
Let me do so. What a fool
sh girl said cannot have hurt youP"
she pleaded, as he made no answer.
''Bather, should not have hurt me-"
ne replied gravely; ''yet it did cruelty.
Miss Goodwin. But for the chance oc-
;urrence OF last night you would be
so still. 1t was ungenerous as
we'll as thOughtless.
Gertrude WINGED under each almost
'ontemptuOus word. She had not
'argalned for this. Too much hurt
or tears, she murmured as she turned
way:
81 am sorry"
"A moment, please! From any other
voman should have accepted the apol-
gy without word. Ihave scolded you
hat you might know what it was like
efore ask ked you to give me the right
o do it. Gertrude, will you be my
yifeP''
And Gertrude said "Yes."
When she had fully satisfied him
pom this point, she asked:
And you have quite forgiven me.