The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1898-11-24
CHAPTER vI.-CoNTyNurp
copyright, rso.. by Mary Halloek Foo,e.I

voice lifted in the darkness, with a sob
in 1t of tears and of joy.
Did ye, darlin'? Did we mind how I
reinforshed him?"
Behave yourself, Mike; don't go off
your head, quite" said Darcie, sternly.
sure there's a power o. fight in me
yet. It's pity they didn't let blood on
me 'shtead av little Darcie Are YOUR
legs failin' ye? | cud pack We aisy as a
sack of ore"
GO on! go onl" said Darcie.
Tim so thankful" said the sweet
voice, a little wildly "You didn't
think could send you such message
as that, did you?"
1t was not for me to think: came" /"
Darcie's sentences were brief and
somewhat breathless, for his wound
was coming to life; the passion Of pain
and love, and the weakness of fear
lest this strange joy might all fade and
pass by daylight, or some new obstruc-
tion arise, were nearly overpowering
him.
You will have to give me your arm.
Nike he said. TIN worse than !
thought"
Run on ahead, miss dear, that's n
lady, and rouse up the docther."
DO mind who you are talking to-"
said Darcie, peevishly.
Sure, ! do mind Wasn't it her own
doin's, and why shouldn't she run?"
"She had not n thing to do with III!
Mike, let me down my head is going!
Don't go back to the cabin tonight, will
you? 1t won't be safe for you"
"Niver fear: I'll he dustin out o. this
pretty quick. I'll be huntin high grass
before sunrise"
us it good-by then, old fellow ?" mur-
INJURED Darcie.
Il dunno what it iss but niver fear.
Yell hear me whoop again"
The doctor was not at his own house
he had been one of the guests at dinner.
and was the only one of the company
now in condition to render assistance.
wan was getting the other gentlemen
INTO their overcoats, and sorting their
hats and coats for them in the hall.
Abby was down in the gulch exchang-
ing news with the wives and maidens of
the camp. The manager was sitting on
the front stairs with every appearance
OF staying there all night unless help
should come.
IL was Faith who. waited upon the
doctor, and, as Darcie tainted under the
examination of his wound. it NAV be
Imagined what an ordeal this service
was for the girl. following the earlier
events of the night. 1t was ut this vio-
lent pace that the wild little romance.
so squalidly begun on the night of the
storm, was progressing
In the back hall after breakfast. OH
the following morning, Wan was brush
ing and cleaning the clothes that Oar
Gle had worn on the preceding night.
discussing with himself their condition
and probable destinatior.
"Tlowsa all light, vest all light, coat
heap all blood; no can clean him good
Think he no wear coat any more.
Think give him Wan. Say: John, You
burn him up, tlow him away, give him
some poor miners Plenty good coat;
me all same miner. Some littee thing
in pocket? One silk hankcha: one littee
book, velly thin; one big boob--some
letta inside. / look see'
Hereupon Abby, appearing by side
door, took in the situation at once.
Them things belong to you? Looks
like you're maxim mighty free with
'em. Here, hand 'em over to me. I'll
take care of 'em. You no business
goin' through gentleman's clothes
like that. Take 'em out to your own
place; you can't be cleanin' clothes in
my back hall"
Wan looked black, but his fear of
Abby was scarcely less than his hatred
of her; she possessed herself of the
contents of Mr.. Darcie's pockets, in
Guiding the letter of evidence against
the manager, which ne had not sent
nor yet destroyed, and departed, leav-
ing Wan in grinning rage. He carried
the clothes out into the back area, NUT
tering curses in his jargon cf heather
English.
"Huh!" he gruDted, savagely, "mean
dam w'ite woman! Heap no good.
Mist Da'cie say: John, where my let
ia? / no can fin Tell me plenty -
say: Mist Da'cie, you go catchee Alb
by, tell her -"