Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1898-12-14
THE RUNAWA
Sc q EEMS 10 me, Tiny, the folks
- might quit .,...,

/ grDund-uu ouu strip ABOUT NJ hunuieu
Yards wide, running both ways Ms far
/ as the eve could reach, while on either
side the ranks of corn toed' The line,
seemingly afraid 10 encroacb one inch
beyond their mark.
| 1t was deep. fertile prairie land, GOV
cred now with the characteristic coarse
grass and gum weed, but as capable Of
good yield under cultivation US the
fields on either side.
Tiny" said Sim, AS if celebrating,
''you an mes of age.
The girl quiyered n lintle, but she
looked at him resolutely
| And there aln't no reason why we
should stay here all our lives. I'm
sirappln' Teller nm though ] hate 10
leave Ioway. reckon there's other
States where man could work fer
fer himself an Wife,
70, Sim, you never mean fer us 10 run
away? Why. 'twould kill nav. an
Aunt Susan an Aunt Eliza" gasped
Tiny.
'Twouldn't kill 'eni," he responded.
''rhlnk O me, danglin' on string nigh
onto two year already; it's wonder
1t ain't killed me, that's what. There
amt no other way but fer us to 30 be-
fore the preacher an when we're man
en- wife, both our folks can kick all
they're mind TO. There's no use In
waiting, neither. Ia there, Tiny?
Pail never forgive your ma, nor she
him. You an mes a trenholm here ON
the ragged edge O. diskivery every min
ute, an tell you | won't stand 1t q
great while more. There there. Tiny!
ain't meanin' to be cross, but eff
you've got women folks to leave. I've
got men folks. There's father; he's the
obstinatist old man you ever see, an
know 1t; it's Jest him to see a pretty
dotter right within reach, an him to
refuse her, because it's you. It's a
comfort to feel Of you're marryin' into
sech an obstinate family, you're mar
ryin' outen one about as bad. AL the
same, hate to leave pa an Uncle Sim,
an old John. thet's ben our hired man,
an fed hogs with us, sense before I
was born.
But I'm a-goln' TO leave 'em, Tiny,
an you an nell start off into the world
an find place fer ourselves; then the
Saulsburys thet's left can fight 1t out
with the Taylors thet's left, an wei.
come. Say you'll come, little girl, say
you'll Gomez
Tiny looked up at Sim then, with the
look woman gives n man only once
In her life. and that when she herself
goes with 1t, and then the tears slowly
welled into her eyes.
20, SIM" she consented, but We'll
come back an bid EN- good-by,"
Yes" he replied. Strengthening him
self to his feet :, yes, after the
weddinw
Hardly had rhe two parted indeed
the shaking tassels OF the corn vet be-
trayed the opposite path each had
raken-when an old man stepped grim
~ into the clear strip the stubbly beard
on his set, square jaw showing a sandy
gray in the sun.
A scant skirted calico dress and
Stat sunbonnet, with a long pointed
nose and an obstinate chin appearing
within It, glided from the stalks on the
other side, as II no meet him.
When too late 10 retreat they spied
each other--old Tom salisbury and the
widow Taylor.
Hem" he said. grutty.
"M-m-m" she said az the same mo
mont, with little screech In her voice
Il never s'posed-l never thought"
she stammered.
NO. You never - pioioned was nigh:
nuther did | you-but Il do s'picion,
now. you've ben about we're long
enough to see what's goin on between
my boy an yom. girl give you my
word, Mis- Taylor, l never drumpt OF
1t before, an | stumbled on il to-day"
II couldn't a believed II OF my Tiny
unless Ia follered her a-purpose. an
seen It. I'd i,e'n wondering this long
time what tuck her so often in this d.
rc-tion." the woman half sobbed.
Il heard how she spoke of her moth
er, nom, an hope you likewise heard
jest how Sim mentioned me, fer In the
main he done me justice an himself
credit. Sims strong, hard workin
! young man, an an improvement on his
father, / should jedge, should you.
mom sayln' he wasn't II Salisbury,
now, feel conf table thet your dotter
should hev him.
''Tiny's darlin' good girl, active an
willin' an always healthy, an cher
full. Don't seem s eff she was old
enough, an yet-weh-rMher n t
she shouldn't marry at all, like Susan
an Eliza-turrible old maids, both OF
'en,-why, yes. But Saulsbury-O"
Mrs. Taylor protested pointedly.
The old man shifted his weight to the
other foot and gazed into the clouds.
Mis- Taylor, we've ben engaged In
upholdin'. principle nigh onto twenty
year, now, an ] don't know but what