The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-07-02

Anse Granger held her easily with one
hand, while he saucily shook a finger
OF the other as he said. laughingly:
Now, Kate, if you low to fool me as
you have some of the other boys in the
Bend, you have gone and freed the
wrong COON"
Turn me loose, Knse Granger-turn
NE loose, l say!7 she screamed, for she
was really more alarmed than her rude
admirer thought for.
''You Anse!"
Goodness, Katel If turn We loose
you'll fall, sure"
As he held her she chung to his ex-
tended arm, and her usually rudy face
grew pale with anger and fear. Final
ly he pulled her towards himself, half
embracing her with one arm. But
when she felt that she was safe again,
she struck him a singing blow on the
face, then released herself with a SUI
preme effort, and sank down, sobbing
violently. Though the blow must have
hurt, he smiled good-naturedly.
There, now" said he; ''tit for tat.
Kate. You've paid me back Now,
want to know if you really are tryin' to
serve me as re do the rest of the boys.
You know how l love you, Kate. I've
been courtin' you mighty long
while. nd I'm jest obleeged to have an
answer"
The girl looked up, with red eyes
angrily flaming.
Have you!' she exclaimed. "Weu,
then, I'D see you in your grave afore
I'd marry You, after the way you've
treated me this very day"
'Why, Kate"
Don't talk to me, From this day on,
want You to keep to yourself md leave
me alone. If the other boys want to
talk to me it's nary business of yours,
Ansc Granger"
She rose and confronted him, breath
ing statue of feminine resentment. As
he slowly comprehended her real mean
ing. his smile melted into an expression
of sadness.
That is all right, Kate" said he.
you can let on Jest rs much as you
please. but know that you know how
much I've loved you nd waited on you.
nd if you're a-goiI' to let a little fool
ishness change you in this way, I'll be-
lieve what the boys say about you is
true-you only want to make fools of
us. But after this, Won can't have your
way with Anse Granger.
lie turned abruptly and strobe down
the trail leading to the camp of lum-
bermen on the river bank above Juna-
luska gorge.
Kate Garden stood motionless. while
the flush of anger slowly receded be-
fore an after-rising pallor at this unex-
pected result of her words The lash
ing Of the torrent below fell shivering-
ly. upon her ear, like an echo of coming
trouble. Receding from Jsnaluska
basin on every side rose the greenland
saffron mountain slopes until they
kissed the heavens. apparently. far
above all terrestrial care and passion,
Queen of hearts though she was among
these mountain wilds, she found herself
baked and tortured by the only man
out of half score Of suffers whom she
had ever owned to herself that she
cared For in the least, He had accused
her of cruel lnsincerity. Had he not
spoken with some degree of truth9 Was
she not, after all, coquette?
But standing there. amid the beauty
and turmoil Of that wild scene-ques-
tioning herself closely-she began to
feel that things were not with her alto
gether as they had seemed - be. Ma
ture was, somehow, rift OF its usual
cham. Withou. the sense OF tIrauCers
devotion, on which She had leaned. even
while she tortured him. her small atom
of the world felt quite cherries now.
An hour later round her busy over the
raftsmen's dinner at the long. low log
cabin. planted centrally before the
broadest sweep OF the river above luna
lusl1a gorge. Con Garden, her father,
hei G@d cattle IN the summer and logged