The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1891-02-05

the breach together. You tried 10 push
me back. You couldnt-of course you
couldn't" and the narrator's reference
to his own superior strength was exas-
peratingly accompanied by glance not
free from contempt.
"Eet was-a all ecn fun," Ravelli
smilingly explained to Mary. and then
his eyes turned darkly upon Gerald.
"Eef eet had-a been one earnest fight
The different result was vaguely indi-
Gated BY Q hard clinch Of hsts and q
vicious crunch Of teeth.
It was beyond Q doubt that Ravelli
could not bear to be belittled to Mary,
but she and Gerald were alike inatten.
tive to his exhibition Of wrath.
mo prisoner was ever more exultant
to escape" Heath went on, "than was
to get out Of that dark. noisome hole into
clear sunlight | ran 10 this very spot.
and-well. the landscape was on view,
Just as 1t is now. It was like getting
from gloom out into glory"
Theyoung mans exuberant words were
not spoken with much enthusiasm, and
yet they had sufficient earnestness Ia
prove their sincerity. BE had stopped
whiting, and his knife lay on the deSh
as he turned his back against the sapling
and rested both elbows on It
80 I've been writing to the president
Of the company, urging him to dehect the
route q trife 90 that passengers might
come out Of the tunnel to see q landscape
worth thousand miles Of special travel,
and to be had by going less than as many
feet. This Is the very latest day foI
changing the survey. Tomorrow will
be too late. That Is why I'm telegraph
ing 50 urgently"
Click, click, click Mary went to the
telegraphio instrument She delivered
the message by word Of mouth, instead
Of taking 1t down in the usual manner
with a pen.
Gerald Heath, Overlook" she trans.
lated from the metallic language Of the
instrument: ''your idea Is foolish. We
cannot entertain II. Henry Deckerman.
president"
Gerald looked like man receiving O
jury's verdict involving great pecuniary
loss, II not one Of personal condemnation.
/ - hO AoJCuCu W tue bG4okEhu.
"Zat ees whata l theenk," remarked
Ravelli, with insolent elation; "you
ARE one-a fool. as ze president he say.
Gerald was already angered by the
dispatch The taunting epithet was
timed to excite him to fury, which he
impulsively spent upon the more imme-
diate provoler. He seized Ravelli by
the throat, but without choking him,
and almost instantly let him go, a.
though ashamed Of having assailed q
man Of not much more than half his own
strength and nearly twice his age. With
italian quickmess Ravelh grabbed Ger.
aids knife from the desl, against which
he was flung. he would have used 1t.
too, II self-defense had been necessary,
but be saw that he was not to be further
molested, and 20 he concealed the weapon
under his arm. while Gerald strobe
away, unaware Of his escape from stab.
He Is q one beeg bully" said Raveli,
with forced composure "Eef o lady
had-a not been here"-
"You tormented him." the girl inter
rupted II once saw the best natured
mastif in the world lose his temper and
turn on a. She stopped before say
ing ''cur," )" and added instead: 'If he was
foolish you were not very wise to tease
him."
"Hs is-a what to you. Eat you tahe-a
hees part"
She bit her lips in resentment. but
made no reply.
"Pare-haps he Is one-a lover oof your
Still she would not reply to his imper.
tinence. That angered him more than
the severest rejoinder would have done.
"Oh, am sure-a Eat he ees one suitor.
She gave way at length to his provoca-
ton, and yet without any violent words,
for she simply said; "You are insulting.
while he Is at least reasonably polite
when he needs me Of all. which isn't
often"
"Not-a oftenl But somewhat closely
he media you. See Eat."
With an open palm he struck the place
on the sapling where Gerald had whit
tied The spot was on the outer edge,
where Mary could not see II from her
seat She went round to the front Of
the primitively constructed desk or high
counter to crafty her curiosity. There
she saw that Gerald had carved hand,
her own hand, as she instantly perceived
The small and shapely member was re-
produced in the fresh pale wood with
rare fidelity. She had unconsciously
posed II while working the Key Of the
telegraphic instrument under the jack
knife sculptor's eyes, and there had been
ample time for him to owhittle Q fac-simile
into the birch.
"He Is almost as impertinent o. you
are" she said, and turned to zee how
Ravelh took the comment
But Ravelli had disappeared
Then, being alone, she laid hand Of
her own coquettishly alongside its wood
en- counterpart, and critically admired
the likeness.
at was an unwarranted liberty" she
said to herself, "but he did It very well. I"
The delicate fiber Of the wood had
favored the carver's purpose. The imi-
tation hand bore shade Of hattery in
the barely tinted birchen white and in
the fine grained satin smoothness that
the keen blade had wrought, but this
was not too much for more than o rea-
sonable compliment As 10 the model
ing, that was sincerely accurate, and
the fingers rested on the hey precisely as
Mary had seen them during many hours
Of many dayA II IL an excessively vain
girl who admires herself a. actually as
she does q portrait, and the telegrapher
really s6w more beauty IN the birchen
hand than she had ever observed In the