Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1893-12-20

one ID IKE olga, he thought, and
started up the stony road.
She was light weight, but he had beer
noing all day aud was weary. and the
path was steep.
He painted as he drew near the SPOT
whore q tired steed was fastened.
She saw he was almost exhausted.
Put me down" she begged; put me
down. will not have you fatigue your
self 20. Let me wait here till you con
bring assistance"
The men may not be home till mid
night. and you might die all alone in
the MEANWHILE, he answered, breath
lessly.
sBetter that should die than kill an.
other, she said. you must not carry me
Il shall" he firmly declared; unless, "
he quickly added, you can ride the horse
to the hut. Would it be too painful?
Will you try?"
With white lips that quivered with
horror at the thought of sitting erect
answered:
YES" and he lifted her up on the sad
die.
A pang of agony-so intense it was al
most blissful-swept over her; then she
ciutched at the bride blindly, and,
W8JC0GO
him unf" stem the rope attachin. the horse
to . tree.
To her it seemed hours before he sue.
ceeded, and knots stood out in her tenn
pies as the veins sweiled in her torture.
Inc cold beads of perspiration dampened
her hair when the animal moved up the
steep path.
oh. that terrible. slow, jogging move
ment, that each moment seemed to her
the perfection of human misery.
Had knife been driven through her
heart her nerves could not have quivered
more painfully, but she made no sign, no
moan. That would have appeared az if
she wanted him to know what she suffered
for his sake, and Chris was too proud to
do that.
She sawthe hut was near, and it seemed
to magnify before her eyes.
She felt the torture Of the beasts slow
walking, which with each step made the
blood gush from her side.
Then came a great sense of relief that
her anguish was not to be irritated longer;
and then, as the animal paused, tide of
such agony-it was almost joy-again
swept over her, and drew the breath from
her body.
I'VE are here, he cried, joyfullv, and
caught her, as, without sound, she fell
into his arms, senseless.
Poor little grill" he said.
And he carried her into the rude cabin
where Mademoiselle fraud was kneelinc
beside rough pine bed, on which pal
lid man was lying, with his eyes fixed
on her as If she were an angel.
Kenneth had quite dferent idea as he
heard her shrill. high voice.
1t seemed almost to him as if the evil
one had come here to tempt him back to
"a nj al, f,,1 ind A1a
schoolgirls words had reused him to the
knowledge that he was a man, and that a
mans estate, and that a mans soul, had
not been given him for him to let it lie
idle while there were great deeds to be
accomplished, great works left unfinished.
For heavens sake! what has the child
done?" cried mademoiselle, leaving the
Invalid, as she saw Chris.
She was shot and has tainted, Lisa"
Kenneth replied, putting the helpless one
down on rude couch by the wall.
The actress stared at him in amaze
ment moment, her richly embroidered
dress and fashionable appearance in d.
rect contrast with his tattered garments,
Faultless in her elegant brown and gold
costume was she, with her feather turban
nesting on her golden braids; poverty.
stricken, yet handsome as a king was he.
with his brimless hat and torn shirt.
Their eyes met.
Kenneth Byrne, here!" she gasped.
This is my home, he said, simply.
You then saved my lord?"
Oh, what a wealth of love her voice ex-
pressed in that little word my" how her
eyes frightened and her whole face
seemed glorified as she looked at the man
lying on that neglected bed.
Kenneth, was it you who brought him
here, and nursed him back to life, and
treated him as brother might have done?
If SO, Kenneth Byrne, believe me. will
never cease to be grateful to you.
Your" he questioned, and his eyes
spoke his surprise.
She met them bravely. There was some
thing, the mute appeal, the mute defiance
of love, that forbade scorn, that forced
down fear, in hers.
She uttered three words.
Il love him." and he understood.
Before master passion, all other emo
tons seem insignificant; he believed that
she was capable of feeling affection, and,
for the first time in his life, respected her
She did not heed him at all.
She was SO absorbed in her love, in her
desire to be all that was kind to him, she
forgot entirely there had been time
when she had tried to make Kenneth
think she loved him, and that he might
De jealous.
He was glad it was SO.
He had his ideal; he wished no other
i'm age to rival it in his mind.
Together they restored Chris to her
senses; together they prepared the even
ing meal.
They were companions, not lovers, and
Chris noticed it all, and wondered-won-
Tered, with pity in her heart, if he suf-
tered, as mademoiselle bent, with gentle,
manner, over the invalid
lobleman, for Chris remembered what
Lisa had forgotten, that the actress had
,nce seemed to care for Kenneth, and the
gentle girl feared he would be unhappy
Is he witnessed the womans devotion to |
Lord Elgin.
Kenneth and Lisa had had filtration:
t was ended, but how was the young girl |
watcher to dream he was glad it was SO? |
She knew nothing of Olga, and her
loble soul was full Of sympathy for one |
Who was apparently as lonely as this
Byrne.
He was too handsome, too kind, she
cit, to be neglected for any man. and vet !
he was glad mademoiselle seemed to care
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