Western liberal. (Lordsburg, N.M.) 1887-1919, 1889-06-21

"Tbey aiius hes tibet name In them
rases. suggested Mcnder. slyiy.
'This want no cascs. He never
keered only that the wurk was done. but
! did"-the miners face saddened-"an
! sold out as good a teaming business as
you ever sec"
count o popler sentiment, / s'poser
NAV. thare's queer things IN q mans
life: an ef 10 stayed I'D a killed her
husband. an that would a bin no eay TO
git her affection. an wouldn't a looked
fair Them's my mOrels. She was his
wife an a good woman. / sold out the
biz at a dead loss. with a sigh ian |
lust wisht her time o. day an run off
ike a coward. | starved up here fur
ten years. an want pleased with my
self neither when a Teller from Fairplay
told me he'd heered she an him was
awful poor, an she was the wust abused
Oma he we see"
II was quite dark In the little shop
now. and Member lii his lamp. leaning
low to his bench to soc in the light. A
lean cat came purring out of a corner.
and the miner tilted back his chair.
IAN me. with all my money, can't
make that poor little soul comferble. " he
sighed.
There was a sound Of quick footsteps
outside. something like the clatter of
slippers down at tie heel. then the latch
clicked.
faint done. Nelly" called the old
man. 'IIl wait IN finish en-, they're
purity fur gone"
There vas no answer. only a sort Of
gasp and a smothcTed exclamation from
the miner. who brought his chair down
with a jerk. The old man looked ut them
81 calc'late you two is 'quainted, he
grinncd.
BilI had forgotten his stocking
foot, even his stern morality and she,
that little. thin creature, with her white.
worn face. her sad. fearless eyes. was
looking at him SO wistfully. so ycarn.
ingly that he must have known she had
not needed his telling her that he cared
for her before he ran away. A quick
suspicion flashed through his mind. She
loved him, and had come to Colorado to
find him these three years lack Still
his lips had to utter the name in his heart
SO long.
"Ncllyg" he cried. with a sob; and she
-she put out her hands like a sleep
walker; then, with a low cry, she ran TO
him and hid her face on his breast Still
he did not touch her as she chung 10 him.
weeping l|da5lolldJely.
1t arcn fright, lie muttered hoarsely
Il SGD never should you Ice az you is now
till il were. You an me has seen camps.
an Lnuws what wrong love is"
She only clung closer. such a childlike
thing. il her shabby LACK gown, with
her short L.tle Cufls, and her Tiny hand
%clutching his arm.
Il tell you" he cried. ~passionatcly
"once my arms meet around you, 1 shall
never let you 60
"N,Gl. you needn't" said Member, dryly.
but there were tears il his old eyes
"You nced't, Ei,l-she's Il widdcr.
Its only since this mornin'," he con.
tinucd. Gs the Lig L incloscd the tiny
figure. ''but its proper. calClate. She'C
run away from him. but he tracked her
six weeks ago lac come in when we wa!
eaten supper. an Jane hove the teapoi
at him. Whence want no use; he tool
Nelly an her savin's. an wa jest a-goil
to leave town arter losin all she he'd. an
draggin' hard along, when the altitude
Eitchcd lin. | calclGte this place Is toe
nigh heaven fur a creepin' Cuss Ike the
To crawl Iwas q mcnlin that Glloe fun
his wilder 10 we2i to the iunerel.
Il Enoved no woman Lut her coult
wear en-" cried Bill. holding the shot
reNere0lly, an II shai DC hct IN BOll
outer my mine.
"lta a mile too big" she raid, very
b,Qs.ling and Chy, ian is SO horrid.'
NevCr'heercd u woman Lut SGD then
very words" G%rinncd Render, leaning
OF them. Now. lii. yourn's done, an
lcnh2e BtiCG q Patch on that one, Nelly
fur {. don wantcT Ec Il crCeSia round
in new L 'es 10 The fUncrcl. lie you was
too clad IL nit Lin rlarntCd.
The next I ,tcrEcon. when the twilight
shadowa were l,lling. Jonathan llendel
stood in lis shuk door and watched thc
train creep milos a''ove ON the mountain
on its way to Denver.
Purity rapiI this weA-eTn country. hC
s~oliloquized, juggling t'r coins in ms
pocket. I'VE never miss 10 time; Lui
there amt many snail Nhnmen Ike
Nelly as Lin bury one lIusLA' nd IN thG
forenoon an git mcrried To theA IA cond u
the AFTERNOON, an Cucgs lii don't ':nov
how the mi.tc 70 that little shoe he's gol
slowed away is oven on my shelf IA
mementonlOry that little number one
he Gm2llcGt fur wimmca Lind AZ ever
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