Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1893-04-01

| name. But you are to remember, since
| l have been in the highlands, have
seen a good many of those that bear it;
and the best can say of them is this,
that they would be none the worse for
| Washing"
"Do you know that you insult me?'
said Alan very low.
Il am sorry for that" said l, 'for /
am not done; and if you distaste the
sermon, doubt the pirliecue a second
sermon] will please you as little. You
had been chased in the field by the
grown men of my party; it seems poor
kind of pleasure to OUTAGE boy. Both
the Campbells and the Wings nave
beaten you; you have run before them
like hare. 1t behooves you to speak
of them as of your betters."
Alan stood quite still, the tails of his
greatcoat tapping behind him in the
wind.
This is pity" he said at last.
"There are things said that cannot be
passed over"
81 never asked you to- said l. II
am as ready as you are yourself"
Ready said he.
Ready" l repeated. "I am nae
blower and boaster like some that l
could name. Come on" And drawing
my sword l fell on guard as Alan him
self had taught me.
"Davidv he cried. care ye daftp I
cannae draw upon ye, David. It's fair
murder"
THAT was your lookout when you in
suited me-" said 1.
"It's the truth" cried Alan, and he
stood for moment, wringing his mouth
in his hand like man in sore perplex-
ity. "It's the bare truth" he said and
drew his sword. But before l could
touch his blade with mine, he had
thrown it from him and fallen to the
ground. "Nae, nae," he kept saying,
mae, nae, cannae, cannae."
At this the last of my anger oozed all
out of me, and found myself only sick
and sorry and blank and wondering at
myself. would have given the world
to take back what l had said, but a
word once spoken, who can recapture
it? l thought l must have swooned
where l stood.
This it was that gave me thought.
No apology could blot out what had
said. 1t was needless to think of one
None could cover the offense, but where
an apology was vain mere cry for help
might bring Alan back to my side.
put my pride away from me. ALAN" l
said, "if you cannae helpme must just
die here"
He started up sitting and looked atm
'It's true" said l. I'm by with it.
Oh, let me get into the bield of a house;
I'll can die there easier" had no need
to pretend. Whether l chose or not,
spoke in weeping voice that would
have melted heart of stone.
"Can We walk" asked Alan.
"Nae, said l, mot without help. This
last hour my legs have been fainting
under me. I've a stitch in my side like
a redhot iron. l cannae breathe right.
If die yen can forgive me. Alan? In
my heart l liked ye fine, even when /
was the angriest."
"Wheesht, wheesht!" cried Alan.
"Dinnae say that! David, man, ye KEN
He shut his mouth upon sob. "Let me
get my ar-l about ye," he continued;
that's the way! Now lean upon me
hard. Gud xens where there's house!
We're in B iHhidder too. There should
be no want of houses, no, nor friends
houses here. Do you gang easier SO,
Davie?"
"Aye." said l, 81 can be doing this
way" and | pressed his arm with my
hand.
Again he came near sobbing. "Da-
vie," said he, I'm no a right man at
all. have neither sense nor kindness.
couldnae remember ye were just a
BARN. l couldnae see ye were dying on
your feet. Davie, yell have to try and
forgive me-"
"Oh, man, let's say no more about itp'
said |. Were neither one of us to
mend the other-that's the truth! We
must just bear and forbear, man Alan!
Oh. but my stitch is sorel Is there nae
houseY
"I'll find house to ye, David" he
said stoutly. "We'll follow down the
burn, where there's bound to be houses.
My poor man, will ye nae be better on
my back?"
"Oh. Alan" says l, "and me a good
twelve inches taller?"
"Ye're nae such thing" cried Alan
with start. "There may be tritiing
matter of an inch or two; I'm nae saying
I'm just exactly what ye would call a
tall man whatever. and dare say" he
added, his voice failing off in laugha.
bile manner, "now when come to think
of it, dare say yen be just about right
Aye, it'll be foot or near hand. or may
be even mairr"
1t was sweet and laughable to hear
Alan eat his words MP in the fear OF