The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-12-26

saw great, tumOu0g, sHuUOcIinS
wall-pushing before it and bearing
upon its crest all imagina ole sorts Of
debris advancing down the dry creek
bed with such thunderous onslaught
that The little mound on which they
stood shook and seemed fairly to lower
under their feet.
They looked about them. The
arroyo ran into the creek below.
Above, both it and the creek had
flooded out until they joined Their
little mound was an island, momen-
tarily growing smaller, surrounded on
every side by raging torrents. in which
were driven and whirled whole trees,
full grown cattle. with sometimes a
fence post whose trailing wires had
caught in their barbs all manner Of
CHASTITY wreckage.
Up came the water about them; down
fell the big hail.
Its cloud burst above, darling"
said Bob. cit won't last long-the wa
ter won't cover this rise"
I'm not afraid, Bob" said May, with
very white lips; I'm glad came. any
how. If we've got to die Well die to-
gether; and the way I've felt for the
last three weeks I'm sure that's heap
better than living apart
Bob jumped off his pony and lifted
May from hers The hail was coming
bigger and beat cruelty upon them. de
wrapped his slicker about her, pushed
the ponies close together and sheltered
her with them and his own body as
best he could.
"We won't die" he said; but, poor
little girl, what an awful storm I've
dragged you out into!"
just then, from the farther bank of
the creek, above the awful bowling of
the storm, came this intelligent COM
mand in Old Man Loves ear-splittiug
tones:
May Love! You come here to me
this minuter' And May laughed hys-
terically.
well, he can't get at US, anyway
but the hail can. o, look at your poor
hands! o, Bob, can't bear it-put the
slicker back on!'
why, honey" said Bob, as the tears
came in earnest now, sd get pounded
just the same anyhow; and you must
let me have the comfort of keeping
some Of it off you-it amt patchin'
on the way your pa would do me if he
could get me right now"
While the storm ragged and the water
rose nearly to their feet, Hank Pearsall
had the almost exclusive benefit of Old
Mon T.nrosc ropoorlya cinno Op1r- h 10
widest shrieks reached the young
couple, who were too much absorbed in
each other to heed either him or the
storm very much.
These remarks disagreed with Mr..
Pearsall who was VIGOROUSLY man of
judgment and observation.
Whats the matter with that young
feller?" he queried. angrily; watch
him standin' to the northard NV his
gal, a-keepin' the hail often her! He
amt no chump! If he keeps that lick
up right through he'll make better
husband n what you ever did"
About this time, the hail ceasing, the
expectant justice came down to the
further bank of the arroyo. The water
was kOAAk uO"A NioiO1SS puU 40 Ao0t
was still considerable.
''Ho. Bob!" yelled the justice above
its sound, got your license?"
Bob took it out and waved it above
his head
Old Man Love could not from where
he stood hear word, but he surmised
what had been said, and the sight of
ba document lilo n !,
bull.
81 dare We to marry EN-" he
screamed. II dare We to do it, And
in an ecstasy Of rage and anxiety he
forced his pony down into the foaming
creek among the whirling drift, where
he was promptly pitched off by the
terrified creature. which instantly re-
turned. Pearsall, at the risk of his own
life. had to fish him out, receiving plen-
ty of abuse for his pains and returning
it with bitter irony.
In two minutes time the shallower
arroyo was fordable. though the creek,
down which big drift continued to
come, was not Bob set May on her
pony, mounted his own. and prepared
to ride out. The sight of the Justice
a plains cupid, with boots, slicker and
cowboy Incorporating to take charge
of the pair was too much for Old Man
Love, and, dismounted as he was, he
plunged, in a delirium of rage, into the
creek, spluttering and yelling:
"Stop! Hold on! You just dare
May hesitated, frightened: but old
uon1- -,l ha, 60
again and set him on dry land, snort
ing.
"Doggone We! I pulled y'out opct
before. What fur CANT We stay out.
Huh?
when ye try buckin' agin boy like
that, backed by Texas no-ther, you're
agoin' to git left don't We know i?
That kids got double cinch on Prov
erdunce But We had this hyer storm
staked out
go it feller, Go ii gal. I'm with ye
every tine-rm fer vel Yer the right
sort / wouldn't bender We fer ali the
burned old snake bit fools in Texas
I'll jist gether up the scraps o this
ole eejit, an tote 'em back to the
ranch"
And as May and Bob rode of. tat
tered. beaten, dragged. but obviously
olissful and jaunty. faint hail fol-
lowed them.
''Good-by kids-wish yer joyi Come |
On. ole calamity! MacGowar, IN I
Chicago Herald
Miller. Milman, Mills, Miner, Mi. /
ward. ali have the same derivation
One wonders what precious thing
would be selected 70 give its name 20 4
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