Lewiston teller. [volume] (Lewiston, North Idaho) 1878-1900, 1896-09-03

was difference The old friendly re-
lation had somehow become Impossible
and into their intercourse strange,
new element had creDt.
well, Miriam, how's that bet?' said
Mary Sanborn. one morning some
months after the scene with which |
our story opens as she met her friend
coming out of college.
"All right We had fight that very |
evening, you know, and the sky's |
cloudy even yet"
That's nothing" said her COM
panion, with laugh. Il don't believe
I'll buy the gloves just yet"
"Tll get them for you If you like. M
going to ride over to Ipsi this after
noon"
mo, thanks" was the laughing an
swer, and then the girls separated.
But Miriam was not so light-hearted
to-day as she had led her friend to
imagine. Somehow karls treatment
of her had often wounded her OF late.
1t was not that he was unkind. but
some way the old, friendly relations
were broken. Karl was not the jolly
| companion he had once been. He was
silent and reserved; kind. always, but
somehow the girl was miserable and
unhappy
And Karl? He, too, felt the differ
ence, but to save his life he could not
treat Miriam in his old, friendly fash
ion. Why, he could not have told, but
he realized that life in these past
weeks was a very different thing from
that of the years before. The hills
about the little college town had looked
more beautiful in their snowy white
ness against the winters sky when ne
went with Miriam in their weekly
rambles.
On this December day, when Miriam
had met Mary Sanborn, the girl was
unusually restless and unhappy. She
could not study, and after wandering
aimlessly about the house for some
hours, she suddenly put on her hat, re-
memberng some tribe she had in
tended to buy at Ipsi, a town few
miles distant. Hastily putting the
saddle on her horse, she started OH
down the road. This was Miriam
usual mode of recreation, and no mat
ter how cold or stormy the day, she
always returned from her ride re-
freshed and in good spirits. 1t was
early in the afternoon when she
started.
I'm surely be back before dark
she said, as she left the house. but the
hours wore away and she did not re-
turn. A binding snow6torm had set in
with the approach of evening. 1t was
difficult to discern objects in the gath
: cring dusk and the flakes fell thicker
and thicker as the darkness became
more intense. So it was with a start
: of surprise that man refined in his
horse as the animal started at the sight
of something by the roadside-a dark
object, strangely like a human form.
In an instant he had dismounted and
then Karl Scott heard sobbing voice
that sent the blood to his heart in
great bounds. He bent over the
mournful little figure and the next in
slant he had gathered the sobbing form
in his arms and was holding it as
though he would never let it go again
oh, Kari, | thought no one would
ever come and my foot hurts me SO"
Then two arms crept up about Karl:
neck and for awhile the darkness ant
the storm were forgotten by the tw.
, there alone on the hills.
Miriam's horse had thrown her a.
she was returning and for severa
hours she had been here by the road
side with a terrible pain in her ankl
and chilled and wet by the storm. AM
- then the darkness had come and tn
p girl had given up all hope of rescue TO
10 that night, till she had looked up t
~ see karls frightened, gray eyes an
n felt his kisses on her lips. How sh
CT got home that night the girl coul
III never have told. but there was Away
90 the dreamy consciousness of her lover
re white. anxious face bending over her
sh But. Karl, just think! How will
ever endure it," said Miriam one ever
w ing. a few days later, as she was lyin
ng on the couch by the open fire, who's
Id ruddy CLEAN was making hundre
go fantastic shadows in the little roo
an and making the sweet. girlish fax
to there among the cushions more beaut
do full than ever. as Karl, who was benz
he ing over it. fondly imagined.
or "You know these girls will new
es. get through teasing me. And l was
ny sure, too! Why did YOU do it, Karl?'
he this last with reproachful CLAN
es, from her brown eyes that makes h
ed lover answer softly, as he bends al
it'll kisses her:
why. just because couldn't help
bic dear"
ly, And, strange to say, this illogi(
it'll answer seemed quite satisfactory
ing the college girl, though in all h
studies in Kant and Spencer no trace
me such reasoning had ever been found.
len The next mornings mail brought
lm' package to Mary Sanborn, and as S
cry held up to view a dozen pairs of glow
H. she said. critically:
'er Il always knew Miriam Westcott b