Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1893-11-20

to love the being whose superior she
might prove, and without love he felt that
that proud, passionate. lonely soul would
be but tine jewel without the fire Of
lr lliancy.
Some master hand must strike the
chords Of that now silent heart, and wake
the soul to the music Of life; some greater
spirit must make hers bow down in utter
subserviency, and then teach her to stand,
no longer erect aud fearless amid the
crowd of women, but to cling to it as the
ivy clings to the oak, the hawk to the
hand OF the tanner.
He knew from the very poise of the
haug hty head this girl had never known
what 1t was to be forced to yield her will
to another; he knew from the curve Of
those proud, straight lips they had never
been lifted to meet . lovers kiss; he
knew from the frank and fearless CLEAN
in those lovely eyes that they had never
dropped in fear and shame at any mans
approach.
But he knew (ah, yes, he understood
womans nature) tEat there would come
time when she would lose all her cold
ness and pride and severity, and give the
idolatry Of her heart to the keeping Of ito
master; for she was a woman capable Of
powerful thoughts and deeds.
1t would be Q pleasant task. he felt,
the waking Of that young soul from its
slumber; the training of that young heart
to woman's lesson of meekness and
gentleness and love.
He wondered who would bring the first
CLEAN of timid, supplicsting affection in
those defiant, dusky eyes! He wondered
to whom this girls heart would 60 forth,
in the hope, the fear. the humility of the
passion that comes but once in lifetime!
He almost pitied her; for he felt she
must suffer, not as other women suffer las
those women inside there suffered), with
tears and sobs, and entreaties for pity;
she was of a different mold, he knew. and
in fancy he saw her dusky eyes all glazed
with agony. but fearless. and her straight
lips locked together sternly, but rigid,
and cold as death. if her lover played her
false or the world came between their
lives.
Yes, he pitied her; and chill Of fear
swept over him AS he thought of her
silent misery, did she we'd another than
the one to whom her heart had given
itself; and as the soft wind lifted the
curling mass of red-gold hair, and sent
drift of color into the usually colorless
face, he felt an inclin alton to avoid such
a misfortune by taking this girl in his
own keeping.
C00 was kOOOs 6u0 Wub O6AuIIIul: ne
had known her all his life, for thew were
neighbors; then why should he not cause
her heart to throb with the tumult of
love, and make her his wife? Better
now than when she had grown older and
more used to the ways of the world.
He had always dreaded matrimony; he
had looked upon domestic life as mo-
notonous and hateful; but he gazed at
this girl and pitied her, and longed to
spare her from painful future-a love-
less future, as something told him hers
was to be; as he saw she was one to love
much. and knew few women ever receive
what they give.
In his heart he said:
Poor little SOUL"
1t was told as story of one of his
follies. that once, in the West. while
travelling with party of pleasure hunt
ers, Kenneth was out one day in pursuit
of game. He, like the rest of his party,
was hungry, for their provisions had
fallen short and they were hundred
miles from camp, and be had exhibited
signs of great joy when deer was seen
tossing its antlers above the prairie
grass.
He started at once in the chase they all
gave after it, and his horse was heetest,
or his recklessnes So as rider great est, for
he drew nearer the animal than the
others.
He was close enough for q good shot,
and he took deliberate aim, as he saw
they were at the mouth of dusky ravine,
through the rocky depth of which he
knew their horses could not penetrate.
He drew the trigger, and the creature
staggered against the granite wall, and
stood there for a moment, helpless, and
at his mercy; it raised up it's frightened
brown eyes and stared ut him.
He could have shot it dead; but the
look in those piteous eyes, the helpless
ness Of the animal, made him drop his
arm.
He wheeled his horse around and rode
back to the rest of his party. The deer
darted away through the ravine.
why did you not kill it, Byrne?"
every one shouted as he came up to them.
Il could not" he said. And that was
all they could make him tell, and even
his mother sneered when she heard the
story.
1T was like Kenneth. to act the part
of a fool" she said, and added, with
pride, Griffith would not have done such
a thing-allowed all his friends TO go
hungry because he had some within about
killing deer"
Tonight he looked at this girl with the
same light in his eyes with which he had
once surveyed the deer.
ITO BE Continued