Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1890-05-31

and try to walk away, but the man laid
his hand upon her shoulder. A second
later and Drane had seized the follows
wrist with grip that made the joint
crack. Then he doubled tho arm he
held across tho others chest so suddenly
that he was flung back pace or two.
"You internal tramp" cried tho fellow,
and he was following 1t up with Ian
guage much stronger when Mr.. Draue
interrupted him.
"Spcak single word that fails in re-
spect to this woman" said he, ''or raise
your finger to do her an injury, and I'll
break every bono in your body!
"Wcll, take the chippie and"
Mr.. Drane lost patience and knocked
the fellow down. 1t was q straight
quick blow and it closed tho disturb
ance as we'll as the right eye OF the
man who received 1t. lie staggered to
his feet, growled something about tho
police and walked rapidly away.
Mr.. Drane turned to the lady's maid,
who, very pale, was leaning heavily
against q tree. -.
Il trust that I did not frighten you"
he said. perhaps / should have been
less violent"
Tho maid did not reply at once. She
looked ut Mr.. Drane in o daze OF sur
prise until faint color crept into her
check and o suspicion Of smile crossed
her lips. Then Mr.. Drane remembered.
He glanced at his remnant OF hat
which he held in his hand, and his eyes
Immediately fell, but he found no COM
fort in his boots, where they rested. All
his gentility departed on the instant,
and he shifted awkwardly, trying to
speak and merely mumbling. With the
samc irresistible gaucherie no passed
his hand over his chin, and the rough
stubble there gave further evidence OF
his absurdly miserable situation. The
Young woman seemed to realize some
what of his emotions, for her face In.
stantly became serious and she said,
softly:
Il am sure owe very much to your
kindness, your courage, your muscle
Truly am very grateful"
Mr.. Drane knew that he was blushing,
and he wondered whether his face were
clean enough to show it. He looked up
and saw the young woman's blue eyes
regarding him compassionately.
Il feel as if l must apologize for ad-
dressing you at all, MISS" he half STAN
mcred. Il forgot my-well, my loath-
some appearance. 1t isn't NINE 1t
isn't my fault; in fact, l am not exactly
the thing you see."
"Oh, forgive me If have appeared to
notice any thing but your goodness
SIR" exclaimed the young woman, APP
preaching him impulsivoly asshe spoke;
''you have doubtless been unfortunate
perhaps seen better days. am sure
YOU are q gentleman ut heart, and am
grateful, indeed am, believe me, and
without further ado she took his hand
and pressed it warmly in both OF hers.
Mr.. Drane WINGED. There was the most
delicate condescension in her manner
and tone; her action said what words
would have rendered offensive: 'See, l
recognize your nobility Of character, no
matter how ugly is your disguise, and
am not ashamed to acknowledge It," 10
be thus treated by servant!
Yesterday this interesting young per-
son would have stammered in his pres
ence, hung hcr head, and would have
been overwhelmed ut receiving serv-
ice ut his hands. Now, forsooth, she
speaks grandly, airs her superiority
condescenls to grasp Mr.. Lawrence
Drane's hand! The unhappy man began
to experience profound resentment ut
this conccited ladys maid when o sur
prising change in her manner aroused
his curious interest. She let fall his
hand as impulsively as she had seized
it, blushcd painfully and looked at her
white little hands which she folded be-
fore her.
"Alas! forgot" she said, and her
Inns trcmbled. You can not under
stand, Of course. Oh, dear! oh, dear!
You sec, ], too, am not at all what you
sec me, or what you think am"
Mr.. Drane FASTENED TO give the lie to
his recent emotions.
II am sure, miss" no declared, gal
lantly, II have seen. you and thought OF
you only as lady In distress to whom
il has been my unalioyed pleasure to
render some small assistance"
Tho young woman looked up again.
Her eyes were trimming with tears
nevertheless she laughed softly.
81 can not help it, miserable as am
she said; ''for your words do sound so
homogeneous" and she glanced as II in
spite of herself at Mr.. Drane's tattered
clothing.
Eyes, MISS" responded Mr.. Drane'
humbly. Then gathering courage from
the remnants Of his pride he added;
"And do you know, miss, have thought
the same about your words" and he