The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1898-05-29
so SALOMY JAMES KISS. o.
BY BRET HARTE.

nymph in the moonlisht-until she
reached the house.
Here she not only procured food and
whisky, but added long dust coat and
hat of her fathers to her burden. They
would serve as disguise for him and
hide that heroic figure, which she
thought everybody must now know as
she did. Then she rejoined him breath
lessly- But he put the food and whisky
aside.
Listen" he said; I've turned the
boss into your corral. You'll find him
there in the morning, and no one Will
know but that he got lost and joined
the other hosses."
Then she burst out. But you-you-
what will become of you? You'll be
catchedi"
I'm manage to get away" he said
in a low voice, .'ef-ef-"
EFF what?" she said tremblingly.
'Ef you'll put the heart in me again
as you did" he gasped.
She tried. to laugh-to move away.
She could do neither. Suddenly he
caught her in his arms and with a long
kiss, which she returned again and
again. Then they stood embraced as
they had embraced two days before,
but no longer the same. For the cool,
lazy Solomy Jane had been transformed
into another woman-a passionate,
clinging savage. Perhaps something
Of her fathers blood had surged within
her at that supreme moment. The man
stood erect and determined.
''Wot's your name?" she whispered
quickly. 1t was a woman's quickest
way of defining her feelings.
Dart"
Yer first name?"
Jack"
Let me go now, Jack. Lie low in
the woods till tomorrow siin-up. I'll
come agin."
He released her. Yet she fingered a
moment. Put on those things" she
said with sudden happy fash of eyes
and teeth, land lie close till l come"
And then she sped away home.
But midway up the distance she felt
her feet going slower, and something
at her heartstrings seemed to be pull
ing her back. She stopped, turned, and
glanced to where he had been stand
ing. Had she seen him then, she might
have returned. But he had disappear
ed. She gave her first sigh, and then
ran quickly again. 1t must be nearly
10 o'clock! 1t was not. very long to
morningI
She was within a few steps OF her
own door when the sleeping woods and
silent air appeared to suddenly awake
with sharp crack"
She stopped paralyzed. Another
crack" followed that echoed over to
the far corral. She recalled herself in
stanuy and dashed off wildly to the
woods again.
AS she ran she thought of one thing
only. He had been .dogged'' by one of
his old pursuers and attacked. But
there were two shots and he was I'M
armed. Suddenly she remembered that
she had left her fathers gun standing
against the tree where they were talk
ing. Thank Cod she may again have
saved him. She ran to the tree: the gun
was gene. She ran thither and thither,
dreading at every step to fall upon his
lifeless body. A new thought struck
her; she ran to the corral. The horse
was not there! He must have been able
to regain it and escape-after the shots
had been fired. She drew a long breath
of relief but it was caught up in an
apprehension OF alarm. Her father,
awakening from his sleep by the shots,
was hurriedly approaching her.
What's up now, Salomy Jane?'' he
demanded, eXcitedly. --
'Nothin',' said the girl with an effort.
"Nothin,, at least that I can find" She
was usually truthful, because fearless,
and a lie stuck in her throat-but she
was no longer fearless, thinking of him.
I wasn't abed, so | ran out as soon as
/ heard the shots fired" she answered,
in retuunstos his curious gaze. -.
And you've hid my gun somewhere
where it can't be found" he said re-
proachfully. Eff it was that sneak Lar
rabee and he fired them shots to lure
me out, he might have potted me, with
out a show, dozen times in the last
five minutes
She hadn't thought since of her
fathers enemy. 1t might indeed have
been he who had attacked Jack. But