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

all besideP If Walter had spoken tha
evening he would have assuredl,
gained his object, and Mrs. Godwii
been made happy woman.
"he Red Pike was red indeed in th
evening sunlight, every cliff that but
tressed its rugged top FURNISHED t,
ruddiness, and yet the party fingered
reluctant to abandon the view of Sc;
and land from Forth to Windermer,
that held them entranced. Tea wa.
over and the servants had started
downwards with the baggage, vet tb,
party, which all day had wandered
separately or in pairs at their severa
wills, still sat together on the top
Bob only was on the move, skirmishine
hither and thither untiringly.
81 say, Gertrude, here's a specimen
for you! Here's blue gentian grow
ing on this cliff, and rare good climt
it will be to it,"
The party hastened to the edge OF
the cliff; in Granny of the rock about
twelve feet down grew the flower Ger.
trude had been long seeking to obtain.
A slight opening in the wall of the
cliff. made it just feasible, if somewhat
dangerous. TO reach it,
"Robert, don't go too near!" cried
Mrs. Goodwin.
Gertrude turned with her face a lit
tie flushed to Losford. "Can you get
it for me, Mr.. Losfordp" she said
gently, and with something of appeal
in her voice.
mot without a rope" he answered
calmly; 1--WE will bring one up to-
morrow"
Tomorrow" cried Gertrude, with
sudden heat. II want it now. Bob
would get it for me in moment if |
asked him, Mr.. Losford."
"Bob's head is perhaps steadier than
mine" answered the other, keeping at
a safe distance from the edge. He
was in no way discomposed until, as
he finished, his eyes met the girls full
of contempt and anger. Stung by the
look he took hasty step towards the
edge of the cliff and bent down to
make the attempt. For moment he
remained in that position as if en-
tranced, scanning the depth below, a
sheer three hundred feet, and then
green ledge, and then, far beneath,
pale-blue Crummock Water. With a
quick shudder he passed his hand
across his eyes and recoiled, white to
the lips.
81 can't get it for you," he said
hoarsely falling back, while the Others
looked at one another in astonishment.
"And quite right, too, Mr.. Losford;
don't try any foolhardiness, / beg"
cried Mrs. Goodwin loudly. Loudly,
but not so that he failed to hear the
one word "Cowardr' or to distinguish
the tone of contempt in which it fell
from her daughters lips, as she turned
away. The next instant he was his
old calm self again, but he knew that
he had his dismissal.
AS for the bit of blue gentan, Bob
brought it up in twinkling, and chat
tered on in such way as to earn
every ones gratitude. Yet it was
dull party that wended it's way down
the hill, and clear it was to more than
one that a budding romance had come
to an end over the little blue flower
which nestled so harmlessly in Ger
trude's fair hair. Yet mothers are
and Mrs. Goodwin S face grew
scarlet with anger when the spray ap-
oeared again at dinner conspicuously |
fastened in the bosom of her daugh-
,er's dress.
If it was only an awkward hour at
Inner that Mrs. Goodwin feared, Fate
vas to save her hospitality from, to do
ler justice, an unwonted slur.
'Where is Roberto she asked pet
ishly, after helping the soup. "Do
yOu know, Violetp"
Miss Marston did not. Bob was not
wont to be punctual, and she was
bout to say so when the butler. who