The Arkansaw traveler., 1886-04-03

be sorry for this!" and the poor girls eyes filled with tears
 l had come to keep an appointment with Eustace for an afternoons hunt, and not wishing to prolong such scene, said turning to leave the house, "Judg- ing from what you say, infer that you hardly feel in the mood to hunt today, so I'll not remain longer
 No, sirl I'll never hunt with you again until you have apologi2ed for what you have said.
 Then for the future l must hunt alone, for I'm not aware that l have said anything that needs an apology; no more, certainly, than have you" You have insinuated that my father has done something to be ashamed of You shall apologize for that, or-You ought to know me by this time"
 The last words were uttered in low and very decided tone
 "I respect your father, but think he has done wrong. The man he killed was father, too. His children thought as much of him as you think of yours l cannot see that it's right for one man to shoot down another because they happen to disagree, nor do l think need apologize for saying so.
 But you shall apologize! Your lan- guage is simply insulting. You shall apologize, or
 Eustacei Eustace" cried Ethel Are you crazy? What are you saying? You make me ashamed of you! Walter is right, and you are wrong!"
 Excuse me. l must bid you good day and was turning away when Ethel sprang after me.
 70 Walter, forgive him!' she cried Do not go yet. 0 Eustace for mercy sake don't part with him in such enmity at this!
 She graspcd my arm, and tried to lead me back For moment was almost persuaded to say to Eustace that l was wrong, and he was right But could not so belle my convictions, and the words were unspoken. It might have been better had uttered them; l can not say but 1t seems as though the with holding them brought all the misery that followed
 am sorry Eustace is so unreasoa- blc, l said. have no doubt he will be sorry, too, as soon as his temper cools d little. think l had better go now. Let him goi cried Eustace We want no towards here! If he ever comes back without full apology, I'll set the hounds on him!
 "Ill not trouble you to do that and then strode away
 Casting one look behind, saw Ethel with clasped hands and an implorng look halfkneeling where had left her, I stretched hand upon his rifle the other resting on his hip, regarding me with sullen frown. It was a picture that has never faded from my sight
 met Eustace only once again till we returned to college that fall We had both entered college the year before, and for that first year had been room mates. The scene have described oc- cured in August, and we did not return to college till the last of September.
 Meantime 1 waited, hoping that Eus- tacc, who was frank and generous to fault when not in anger, would come with an apology to me. We had always been on such good terms that it did not seem possible he could have any other feeling than that of regret for his fiery and unreasonable treatment of me That he should call me coward sur prised mo, for once l had, at very great risk, saved his life.
 A whole month went past, and I had neither seen nor heard from him Then we met.
 was hunting wild turkeys. Eustace and had often hunted them, and had learned to initiate their call It was an afternoon in September, and as l was carefully looking for my game, l thought heard the cluck of turkey some dis tance away. Going towards the sound and stopping at every few rods to utter my call and listen, l soon got distinct response, and stepping carefully behind fallen tree, that might not be seen, repeated the call at frequent intervals, and got several more responses The approaching bird, however seemed very shy
 Between the calls the woods were so quiet that l could hear the slightest sound. Two or three times thought could hear the bird approaching. There was slight rustling of the dry leaves, the cracking of a twig and now and then sound like the faintest footfall
 At length got glimpse of grayish onlect through clump of dense under growth. Feeling sure that this was the turkey, I lcveled my rifle and fired Just at the second that the hammer fell, there was another movement, and saw Eustace Halleck's head just peering above the leaves You can understand my horror. Fortunately, failed in my aim. The ping of the bullet and the sharp report brought him from his cover with bound. He looked wildly at the little wreath of smoke above me. My heart almost ceased to beat Then stepped into view, and said
 Thank God, Eustace, my aim failed! l thought you were the turkey"
 So it's you, is it?" he merely an swered. Well, it's no more than I might have expected" and without an other word, he threw his rife across his arm and walked away
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