Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1894-11-01

to read and the hymns to sing and the
prayers to repeat.
1t was we'll with her soul. What
matters the rest?
At Stone Jug Ranch Hearn introduc
ed her to his two other wives. His
other wives It made her cheek flame
and her eyes flash. Here was some
thing of which she had not before been
made aware of.
But even had someone at the first
bluntly told her that she had gone
among polygamous people she would
have been none the wiser. Poygamy
meant no more to her than did poly
theism or polarization.
OF course it was all hoax Still if
it were, seemed strange that Hearn and
the two women should carry themselves
so grimly. The women were ugly and
Jealousy made them uglier still. Their
faces were brown with it,
She doubted and doubted. But when
Hearn was away the women took pains
to explain everything to her. They
threw light on several shady chapters
in the book. They repeated passages
from the sermons Of the dead gone Brig
ham.
Then she saw, and, seeing,shook with
the rage that was in her. She was des-
tined to see other proof, but of these
we will not inquire. 1t was enough.
She tore the ground like tigress, Or,
which is much the same, like an en-
ragged Southern woman.
Now, the Stone Jug Branch was 40
miles from anywhere, but she turned
her back upon it that very night and
| fed away over the desert.
Strange shapes shot past her in the
night. Coyotes howled on her tracts.
The cactus pricks seemed like the sting
of serpant. The dust of the desert
was in her mouth aud in her hair.
She walked all night until noon the
next day, when she came in sight of "a
cowboys camp.
To her unaccustomed eyes it seemed
only half mile away, but she forced
her aching feet for six full miles before
sine reached the tents.
"A gal in trouble p
That was enough for Big Josselyn to
know. lie was the chief of the camp,
and he mad the rest stan roun', as they
put it.
Giye her suthin' to drink--a nip
out'r that air best BOTTLE Big Josselyn
ordered as he lay the fainting girl down
upon his blankets.
AN say. you little man. there, with
nothin' to do an all day to do it in, jest
hump yerself an git up good fire, an ,
cook the best meal Yer know how
The little man with nothing to do,
had plenty to do all that day. He
cooked his level best. and scraped the
rust from dishes that had not been
cleaned for a month.
And the other boys. How they help.
ed, and how they hung about to catch
Il glimpse Of her. 1t was large day
for them all.
There was set before the grateful
Alicia what the reporters call a>bouuti-
full repast.'
J Of this she ate freely and then she
felt better. By noon the next day she
was herself ;gain.
How the boys gazed at her, every
one dead in love with her.
Now that she was we'll, it was time
she thought, to 60 on her way,
Bat the big-hearted Josselyn world
not hear of it.
Strange, isn't it, how in twenty-four
hours a woman with two big eyes can
get into ones heart and fill ones whole
mind?
No, Josselyn would not let her go.
But my husband will be after me-
she said, with look like a frightened
fawn's, and cannot go back with him.
Your bus Josselyn could not
finish the awful word. The revelation
nearly laid him flat. He did not look
halt the man he had looked a moment
before.
Yes, my husband
Then she told him about it.
And | tore that Book of Mormon
into ten million little pieces she said
with tightly closed teeth, at the end of
her story.
GOOD enough he said, taking heart
bit.
But all the afternoon he chewed on
the bitter reflection, She's married to
him after ALL He could see it in no
other way.
After the boys had all left camp next