El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1900-09-21
The WQy Some Men Love
The Story of a Mans Sacrifice.
BY Elisabeth Voso-

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ACKNOWLEDGEMENT
She'll be hard to tether, Kitty will.
It'll be like lassoing a butterfly, an I
low as the man as can do 1t amt ap-
peared in camp yit," said Joe Bartlett
meditativeIy. las for me, 1 amt got
the show of a chance. How In thunder
can I expect a dainty little girl Like
Kitty to care for a rough, ignorant
Teller like me?"
He took the pipe from his mouth and.
knocking the ashes from II, filed II
carefully, but 1t was evident that his
mind was not upon his task
Cant even speak grammar as I'd
ort to-" he muttered with disgust But
they amt nothing / wouldn't do for
Kitty-Lord love her-even to studying
. grammar book"
Joe was modest He had no self
esteem whatever and undervalued his
merits That so remarkable a creature
as Kitty should ever love him was to
be considered only I'm the light OF an
impossibility. II his love became hope
full, he reviIed himself and blusbed at
his temerity.
Yet Joe was foreman Of the new mine
ut Clear Greek camp and the most i'm
portant man in the place
mo, the man amt arrived yit," con-
tinued Joe, IAN when he does"-he
turned a little pale-"when he does
God help Joe Bartlett"
That evening, as was his habit, Joe
was at Amos Carriers cabin There
were two reasons why he liked to
spend an evening with Carter-he en-
Joyed swapping yarns with him over
their pipes and Kitty happened to be
Carriers daughter. Kitty never sus-
pected his love. Joe knew that she did
not return 1t, and he was not a man to
wear his heart on his sleeve. If any
one had asked her about her opinion Of
Joe. she would have confessed frankly
of her father
In the midst of a story of the plains
which he was telling for the twentieth
time there was a loud rap on the door.
Carter went to open it. A stranger
stood on the threshold, a tall. slender.
we'll made young fellow, wearing the
garb of the city bred man.
''Is this Mr.. Carriers placer he asked
That's my name, young Teller. Will
you come inT'
L
he complied with the invitation, that
/ should find Mr.. Bartlett here"
Joe came forward and offered his toll
hardened hand to the stranger.
You are Mr.. Ames. the superintend-
ent's son, 1 guess. He wrote me you
were coming up for a spell, but didn't
low we'd see you till the next stage.
] am glad to see you. sir" he said
heartily.
4 certain Indifference or Incidence
which seemed habitual vanished from
the young mans face and manner. He
held out his hand frankly
Thank you. I have come to rusti-
cate. 1 have n bad reputation at home.
1t arises from a slight difference be-
tween the governor and myself.
/ am conscientiously opposed to work"
He squared his shoulders and laughed.
II am supposed to take fathers place
here. but / have perfect confidence in
you. Bartlett, and 1 shall take 1t as a
favor IL you will forget to remind me
of the responsibilities of the situation"
Again his boyish laugh rang out. and
the others laughed in sympathy.
He was Enthusiastically n good deal of
a dandy His linen was as immaculate
as IL WOulQ Deeu III lut CITY, anu
the hand from which a diamond fash
ed was as white and shapely as a
woman's.
1--WE must be good friends, Bartlett"
he continued, ''for 1 want you to let
me down easy on the labor problem.
Dad wants to make life n treadmin
for me"
A broad smile from his hearers greet
ed this statement
81 hope you know what work ia,
young Teller" said Carter, his smile
ending in an audible chuckle.
Clay Ames never knew what reply
he made His eyes for the first time
had met Kitty's, and he forgot every
thing else but the tall slip of n girl
with the wild rose face
In less than a week everybody in
camp knew that the superintendent
son was I'm love with Kitty Carter.
Half the men in the camp were his
rivals. but they all liked the young
boss, who had made himself one of
them from the first night of his arriv-
al Kitty's ways were maddening. II
her wIllful heart favored any one. even
her handsome city lover. she discreet
ly kept the knowledge to herself.
Joe Bartlett had just left the Office