The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1896-07-11

She gave him her hand. and he led her
out ON the floor.
''What IL your manner" he asked.
'inez." she answered. IL am not
like the rest. and she looked at him
half proudly. half apologetically.
1T IL easy TO see that, he replied.
"but not 40 easy TO see why yon are
here" He did not ask the question. but
she answered IL.
II hate the town, che said bitterly.
"but can't get away. My mother died
here; she used 20 say her heart was
broken. wish could leave il. +"
He looked down into her beautiful
eyes. half smiling. "Would you go with
me. sweetheart" he asked idly.
She looked up. startled and hesitating.
but before she had time 10 answer the
banjo music stopped with discordant
crash and n rude hand thrust them
apart Jack. turning sharply. found
himself confronted by ono Of the must
clans. whom he recognized as the su-
perintendent Of the Eaglebird mine.
"D--n you, the young follow
said savagely, "what do you want with
herr She Is the one pure thing in this
cursed hole, and you shall not touch
her. "
Dovore did not answer him. but
turned TO Inez. lyon have not answered
me, he said. "Will you go?"
She looked into his eyes. half hesitat-
ing. He had taken a powerful hold on
her, that he could see. and felt sure Of
victory. but she was flung to one side
and his assailant's knife cleaned in tho
mir. For a moment the two glared at
each other. while the other men crowd
cd around. silent and loath to interfere.
but bound to SEQ fair play.
Inez sprang between them. Don't.
Max, don'tr' sho cried
The young man turned to her fiercely.
Choose - he commanded. lyon know
love you and would give my life for
you. but I'd rather see you dead than
have him touch you, and, by God. he
shun'tp
She looked from one TO the other,
afraid and doubling. The violence of
one terrified her, and the other was diff
ferent from any man she had ever known.
The chances of new life opened before
her and dazzled her, yet Max had al
ways been kind and gentle Both were
waiting for her answer impatiently, and
Devore's hand was ON his revolver. He
was not accustomed to defeat. She could
not choose, and, womanlike, burst into
tears.
At this juncture Big Jim, proprietor
OF the Jack Pot saloon, saw fit to in
torfere. "Qnit your bawlin now. Inez. I"
no ordered. You've raised devil
enough. You'd better square yourselves.
boys, ut 30 PAGES: a little cold lead il
soon settle the difficulty" And he
laughed pleasantly as he marked off the
distance with long strides. and the men
took their places. A duel was the surest
way, after nll.
Jack Devore took his aim with his
customary GOODNESS. In reality he cared
little for the girl-but he was not used
to being thwarted. He could easily kill
the young fellow who stood opposite
him. but the girl. where would 1t lead
herr His face took ON more serious
look than any one had ever seen there
When he had tired of her. as he surely
must. what theng She was so different,
could she ever sink TO be one of those
painted creaturesf A curious impulse
stirred him. and when Big Jim gave the
word to fire he raised his arm and fred
in the air. receiving at the same time a
severe shock in his right arm. "Ipass. "
was all he said
When Jack Devore recovered his
senses, he was lying ON rude couch and
a woman sat beside him. As he opened
his eyes. she leaned forward. and in the
dim light he recognized her as one Of
the hangers ON Of the place.
Jack, she said softly. you know
me, and know you. and l reckon there
amt much love lost, but I'm glad you
didn't shoot. You remember Lola?"
Jack did, and he stirred uneasily. 1t
had been hard TO leave her. when he was
forced to leave Sacramento. she was SO
pretty, and did not speak much Eng
lish. and she had followed him all the
way from Mexico. Poor Lola
YES" he answered shortly.
Because, the woman went ON, II
knew her. She died here She loved
you. Jack Devore. and Inez is her daugh-
ter. hers and-yours. "
There was silence for long time
Then, as il began TO grow oppressive.
Jack said, in "A strangely softened voice
Does she-does lnez know it?''
mo-" the other answered.
"Don't tell her. them" he said
"And say. Rose"--he reached into his
pocket and painfully produced 5000 in
bills-"givc her this. and tell her Ia
marry that Teller, and get out. You'll
do itf"
YES" answered the woman. ANY
thing else. jack"
Yes. was the quiet reply. "I'm
going. Get me my pony. Rose. like O
good girl.
Half an hour later the sound Of gal.
Looping hoofs was heard growing fainter
and fainter out ON the moonlt mesa -
Beatrice Bellido de Luna in San Fran
cleo Argonaut.
She Endure- More.
A recent lecturer says: Fewer won
en- commit suicide than men. This is be
cause woman makes less protest aeains