Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-05-16

healed wound, and bandaged it afresh and
/ clean, then, refastening his dress and loose
| tie about the throat, she said, in a sup
pressed, level way
'My men folk went off last night up to
| Rorke City on the spree, guess, and won't
/ turn up this side of a week. That's what
| they've done before-those two half brothers
| of mine"
"And left you alone? Good heayensp' he
| caught his breath to stife an execration.
She laughed-a bitter, reckless laugh, full
of pain.
'I'm armed, and I'm dead shot. A galoot
rode up to-day and warned me against mur-
derer, who"
'Tm the man he meant then-you knew
that by what you said before" said the
stranger
"Yes-I knew" said Juanita, coolly,
meeting his straight, clear gaze, shut I'm
San Franciscan, and I've knocked about.
know our wild west boys-so do you; we
don't reckon all killing murder, even if
fellow is hunted like felon for it.
"You are not afraid of meat all?" he
said, under breath.
'No, not from the moment saw you, and
took you in; you could not be such an i'm
measurable ruffian as to betray hospitality.
Whatsoever you have done with your life,
you are gentleman born, and have not
He caught her hand, and bowed his face
on it in rush of emotion he was too weak
to quite master for many seconds, and when
he did speak, his lips quiyered, his soft
musical voice faltered.
"How can ever thank you for your
trust and generous judgment-you, pure and
good-I-" he lifted his face now, steady
ing himself mentally, as it were-'I have
wasted my life enough, God knows-wild-
Ill I,,4 j.. 7 L IL
I've sufered-roughed it-knocked about
but you are right0Ive never quite for
gotten that am still Dallas Vernon, born
and bred an English gentleman"
"Englishp' the girl exclaimed ioyful1y.
"Oh! then indeed we are half compatriots,
for my own mother was English.
They clasped hands closely on that, but
the mans blood bounded with a deeper
emotion than even that gladness. She said,
as he released her hand-'I can't keep an
advantage, Mr. Vernon. / am Juanita Cal
varos, but just simply Juanita to everyone.
And now, please, I'll just show you to the
boys room, for you are worn out, poor fel-
low, and need good nights rest"
''Let me tell you first"
"Not word till breakfast, " said she, inn
peratiEely. II will give you clean linen,
and suit that was my fathers; he was tall,
about your height and figure.
DallaS vernon y1elded; IL was new and
sweet to obey this beautiful woman.
The next morning it scarcely seemed, so
to speak, the same haggard, hunted outcast
of last evening who came into the keeping
room. Good and sound, if light, sleep for
hours, refreshing bath and clean shave,
that left only the accustomed mustache, and
the blood-stained, grimy dress replaced by
a good suit of loose, easy fashion, such as
any gentleman in Frisco would wear in
morning neglige-all these made trans
formation, and as Jdanita warmly greeted
him, she told him SO in her frank, uneon-
yentional way.
Plainly the man had that steel-like elan
md iron constitution that almost defies ad-
verse attacks, and it was already asserting
ITSELF Doubtless, few days Of rest and
care like this would fully restore I his
splendid strength, but also, perhaps, play
havoc with his heart, or why, even now, did
i throb so fast as he held that soft hand
that had saved him?
At breakfast, he told her the truth of the
murder" story-a thoroughly eharacteris-
iic Western story too. 1t was up at Sac
after heavy gambling bout, he
aid, with hHsh on his bronzed cheek, and
lowncast eyes, and he had won very largely,
especially from one, very 'sblack Sheep"
'on Of Judge Kemble, who, later, had way