The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1900-09-07
!. The HOy Some Men Lore
The Story of Mans Sacrifice.
By Elizabeth Vose.

by Elizabeth Vose.
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She'll be hard to tether, Kitty will.
It'll be like lassoing butterfly, an l
low as the man as can do it amt ap.
| peared in camp yit, said Joe Bartlett
meditatively. "As for me, | amt got
the show of a chance. How in thunder
can | expect Il dainty little girl like
Kitty to care for rough, ignorant
Teller like me?"
He took the pipe from his mouth and,
/ knocking the ashes from it, filled It
carefully, but it 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 l wouldn't do for
! Kitty-Lord love her-even to studying
a grammar book"
Joe was modest. He had no self
esteem whatever and mdcrvalued his
merits. That so remarkable creature
as Kitty should ever love him was to
be considered only in the light of an
| impossibility. If mis- lose became hope
! full he reviled himself and biushed st
his temerity
! Yet Joe was foreman of the new mine
at 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 Bartlettr
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 loEp. Joe knew that she did
not return it. and he was not man to
wear his heart on his sleeve. If any
one had asked her about her opinion of
Joe. she would have confessed frankly
that she was almost as fond of MIN as
of her father.
In the midst of a story of the plains
which he was telling for the twentieth
time there was q loud rap on the door.
Carter went TO open it, \ stranger
stood on the threshold, tall slender,
well made young fellow, wearing the
garb of the city bred man.
SIS this Mr.. Carriers place." he asked.
That's my name. young Teller. Will
you come imp
Il was told said the newcomer as
he complied with the invitation, that
l 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, guess. He wrote me you
were coming up for spell, but didn't
low we'd see you till the next stage.
l am glad to see you, sir he said
heartily.
A certain Indifference or Incidence
which seemed habitual vanished from
the young mans face and manner. He
held out his hand frankly.
Thank you. | have come to rusti-
cate. l have 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.
81 am supposed to take fathers place
here, but | have perfect confidence in
you, Bartlett. and shall take it as
favor if 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 a good deal of
dandy. His linen was as immaculate
as 1t woukl have been in the city. and
the hand from which a diamond fash
ed was as white and 6hapely as a
woman's
eve must he good friends, Bartlett"
he continued. ''for | want you to let
me down easy on the labor problem.
Dad wants to make life o treadmili
for me-
A broad smile from his hearers greet
ed this statement.
81 hope you know what work is.
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 girl
with the Wild rose face.
In less than a week everybody i'm
camp knew that the superintendent
son was in 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 maddenlng. If
her willful heart favored any one. even
her handsome city lover, she discreet.
( ~ kept the knowledge to herself.
Joe Bartlett had just left the office
, and was on his way to the mine. Look
ing up, he saw Kitty's flying figure
| speeding toward him. He knew NJ