The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-02-19

tonight 10 give back to you. Eff 1 can't
beat you fighting fair, l won't beat you
az ALL
Willoughby clutched the envelope and
flung away his pistol. Il = III do as you
bid me- he said in a shaken voice. Sell
by picked up the pistol, handed it back.
and said, touching his own cheek sig
niicantl-F;
That sorter stings 1t a pity-but
I reckon we're bound 10 see this thing
through"
Willoughby looked at him appealing
ly. There was no relenting in his face.
The coin went spinning up, pickering
silVeFy in the moeHbeanas and fell with
a tinkle at their feet.
'Headsr' called Selby. Both bent to
look. The coin stood edgewise, lodged
against a tiny pebble. This time Selby
tossed again, calling, Heads" before
the bit of silver touched the earth.
Heads winr' Willoughby said, walk
ing a little unsteadily to his place be-
meath the candle. 1t fluttered and far
ed specially in flows of night wind.
Willoughby flung off his coat and let
his arms drop. The fittering light
showed his face beaded all over
Be still more merciful! Shoot quickr'
he said, his eyes full on Selbys face.
Selby took deliberate aim, but dropped
his 9istol TO say:
Itu eiSlccs mere III the ldCe q Qedll
this is er mans quarrel-cne that
touches nobody but our two Selves"
Il agree" Willoughby answered in a
dry whisper. Selby started a little at
the sound of it. Again he raised his
pistol to cover his adversary's heart.
The band was playing Tom Meriweth-
err" maddest of mad, merry, dancing
tunes. III go and make 'em stop-if
you want ter pray minute2' Selhy
said interrogatively. Willoughby shook
his head. They could hear approaching
voices. In two minutes the first of the
crowd would be upon them. Selby drew
back the hammer of his pistol, aimed
and sent bullet into the heart of the
candle flame.
Il had ter snuff out er light. you
know" he said, almost apologetically
Offering his hand 10 Willoughby. 4
choosed the candle because-weI be-
cause it wasn't running fer congress
aginst me-
The crowd was all about them, clam
orously merry, before Willoughby dared
trust himself to speak. Still eoatless
and bareheaded, he sprang upon
bench and shouted Every friend of
next congressman the best man in the
Purchaser out of it.''
AS the cheer came wild and ringing,
Mary Specs face grew illumined. She
was almost at Willoughbys elbow,
smiling through happy tears. Selby
looked at her, sighed and said TO his
heart;
'Willoughby's elected fer a heap
mOre'n ever l shall be-
Speech Speech" the crowd shouted. !
Major Dade and Uncle Bob caught him
by the arms and tried to thrust him
forward. He smiled. but shook his head
obstinately, and diVed into the throng,
threaded it and plunged into an am
bush of shrubbery. AS he stood for a
with downcast eyes. he felt the !
lightest touch-Mary Specs hand was !
on his arm-Mary Spec herself was say
ing: Il never would have believed you |
so ungrateful, Mr.. Selby, Why didn't |
you make that speech?"
He took her hand between both his !
own. and said; There amt but one |
speech l feel like 1 could make-and !
know that it amt worth while"
How can you know it is not worth !
you make it, she said. |
softly, a little tremor uader her words. /
''Becausa it is I love you-and I'm /
most sure you-cain' t-neYer love |
me-" he answered, choking d little over |
the last words.
Possibly hearts feminine have a
chameleon quality. possibly also a
psychic wave too strong to be resisted
was then setting Selbyward. Whatever
the fact. Mary Spec smiled up at him,
md said. hardly above her breath:
Maybe l might learn how-if-if you
gave me leave to try"