Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1889-07-20

Of laughter which seemed as il it would
never come to an end.
After the first alarm at the sudden and
unexpected change Of mood, he felt re-
lieved.
"That's BETTER" he said consolingly--
"laughing is better than cryingr But
he grew moro alarmed than ever as the
wild laughter continued, for he began
to think she was mad. Hestood stupidity
staring at her, his eyes wide open, his
jaw dropping, and the spectacle he thus
presented in the freight upset the girls
self control still more.
"Oh, don't stand staring at me like
thatl You'll drive me mad! Say some.
thingp she CALCULATED.
'1'm real sorry!" he began feebly. 81
wish you wouldn't, you know!'
"Not like that! just scold me-beat
me-anythingr' she gasped out, between
her wild hysterical fits of laughter and
sobbing.
He began to see that this laughter was
only another form Of agony. His face
grew grave, and new expression came
into it as he again bent gently over the
girl.
''Now, you will just do as tell you,'
he said, in cool, authoritative voice.
"You arc to drink some of this"
He held his flask to her lips with one
hand, passing his other arm round her
to hold her up, for she was shaking like
reed. The quiet imperiousness of voice
him moisten her lips, sinking back heav-
lily against his encircling arm; but he
felt that she was quite unconscious as to
whether it were human or only block
Of wood.
She suddenly drew herself from it
with hot flush.
81 thought it was the tree" she said,
in weak, confused voice.
'It doesn't signify" he returned
bluntly. "Now you'll lie down till get
along with meal. 1t is just morning."
His frmness and coolness again mas.
tered her and she lay down, letting him
wrap her up in his blanket, being indeed
really too weak and exhausted to make
much resistance. She remained per-
fectly quiet, watching him languidly
through her half closed lids as he came
and went in the light of the fire, which
he had now enlarged to size convenient
for cooking.
The pale light in the east reached the
woods and valleys at last, and it was
day. In moment all the forest was
echoing with shrill notes and the whir
of wings. Some bird, with joyous
rush through tho sweet air of the morn
ing, flashed across the glade in front of
the young man. Almost before he knew
what he was doing, he had snatched his
revolver from his belt and brought the
bird down. 1t seemed cruel but he was
hungry, and so, probably, was his guest.
AS he glanced at her, he saw that not
even the report had reused her from the
heavy sleep into which she had at last
fallen. When sho did awake, it was to
sec him absorbed and anxious before the
fire, carefully attending to the roasting
of half dozen little birds which he had
arranged on improvised spits of forked
wood. AS soon as they were ready he
turned to see what she was doing, and
found her contemplating him with so
much interest that he felt uncomfort.
able.
His equanimity was still more dis
turbed when, sitting upright, with the
broad light of day shining upon her, he
saw her clearly for the first time.
"Do you know that last night thought
once you might be grizzly" he said,
with rather awkward laugh, looking
at her with the frankest admiration, and
wondering more than ever where she
could have come from and who she was
She flushed and laughed, and then
shuddered
81 shall never forget it-that awful
night! l lost my way. Can you tell me
where l ann"
II reckon you're near Deadman's
Flat" he said, thinking that he had
never before heard so sweet voice.
But he was frightened at the effect OF
his words upon her, for she had turned
ghastly pale
"Oh, must get away" she exclaimed,
springing to her feet. II mustn't be near
that place alone! Oh, did not known
"It's all right he said, anxious to
soothe her-''we're some way off,
"Oh, but there is some one there-I-
oh, what shall dor she cried wildly,
wringing her hands.
She was in such frenzy of fear and
horror that the young man was afraid
she would break down again, as she had
done during the night If the expert
ence had been painful TO him then, when
he could scarcely see if she were as old
and ugly as witch, it would bs twenty
times more dreadful now that he had
discovered her youth and beauty.
"You sha'n't go there, and no one
from there shall worry you either" he
exclaimed, saying anything that cams
into his head To calm her. "I'll take you
anywhere You like. Heaven knows,
there are people there I'd rather shoot
than meet"-with an outburst of fierce
passion.
Have you, too, an enemy!n she asked,
In strange low tone. Oh"-her pas
sionate emotion again overpowering her
-''why should man have an enemy,
If | were man, and had an enemy, /
would kill him!'
There was something terrible in the
gleam Of fierce anger in the dark depths
of her eyes, in the wild passionate tone Of
her voice. She looked at that moment
as If she could deal death blow without
tTemor.
He gazed at her curiously, vaguely
troubled at her fierce hate and passion.
Looking up at his face, she saw at a
glance the thought that was passing
through his mind. She flushed hotly,
and then became deathly pale.
"You do know." she said, in a hard,
constrained voice. "You are q man.
You cannot even guess what such an
enemy as Tom Cairnes can be 10 a wo-
manw
tom Cairnes-Go-for-him Tom, Is he
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