Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1900-09-01

oh. said she 3dfHtant, and What
does Greyille think about that?' III,
adiutaut was married. 50 he was ont Of
The running
mir GreN,e is teaching me. TOO, -"
said Georgia; and her6 he comes for
me now"
Burton was safe on the target range,
over behind the barracks. Miss MNart
. and Gre,i''e went i'm the other dircc-
ton. bv the back Of the officers row,
over IN the foothills across the creek.
GreuHe nailed the top of a big red
.pa>teb0ard box to the trunk Of tree,
and Miss Mivart hit il once out Of I6
;imes-when she was aiming at the
head Of a prairie dog at least - feet
away to The right. The other Is shots
were scattered among the foothills.
Then her shoulder hurt her SO that
she was ready TO cry. Greyille would
have liked 10 have her cry upon his
own shoulder, but, as she didn't. he did
some fancy shooting to distract her
He found q muShroom-can. and threw
II into the air and filled it full Of holes.
She had seen Burton do the same thing
that morning with a tomato-can. In
fact, from where she sat now on
Gchen-coyered rock. she could see the
mutilated can glittering in the sun,
over beyond the arroyo. So she thirst
ed for fresher sensations
IN tell you she said to Greyille. as
he held up the mushroom-can for her
to inspect the eight holes he had made
with tve shots, "let me toss up your
hat, and you make hole through the
trade mark in the crown"
II was nice, new straw hat. Gre
vile had sent east for it and it had come
by stage the day before, 1t had cost
him, express paid S47j. This too, at
time when anything he had left after
settling his mess and suffers and tai
Tors bills, went into stick-pins and
candy and books and music and riding
whips for Miss Mivart. But he took off
the hat and gave il to her without even
lingering glance at that high-priced
trademark within. And he felt that it
was worth four times S4.75 when she
picked up the tattered remains, at last.
and asked that she might have them to
hang in her room.
Then she looked down at her grimv
hand and considered the first finger
erooking it open and shut "Ithink it's
going to swell" she pouted That is
a perfectly awful triGocr IN null"
Greyille did what any man might
have been expected to DO. He caught
the hand and kissed it, Miss Miyart
looked absolutely unconscious of If
She might have been ten miles away
herself. Greyilc, therefore, tbougbf
that she was angry. and his heart was
filed with contritioD, Vet he was ola
and wise enough TO be first rieuta.-
ant. He walked beside her back to the |
post in state of humble detection She
could not understand.
The next morning it was Burtop,s
turn. GreviUe was ovar ~, +La -
now. vainly trying to bring his record |
up to where Burtons was This time
Miss Miyart fired at a white nasteboard.
box cover, and hit it three times ont Of
twenty. She was iubi,ant, and 50 WINS
Burton, because she was MAKING srcb
progress under his tuition.
That's an easy carbine tn shoot
isn't it, she asked, as they vapdared
home; ut isn't at all hard to mil the
trigger" + 49,
Burton glanced nt her and she met
his eyes innocentlv, IFS inst Hike ary
other trigger" he told her
Yes, of course. And is that tbe very
same carbine YOU use in the comneti.
tion-the one YOU shot with vest.r-
day, and will use this afternoon who,
you finish up"
He told her that If was
Well" she said, compIacentIv at
think I'm doing yerv nicely. don't Won
| hit the target three times and nv
first finger doesn't burt n hit mn,
That afternoon the comDetftion
came to an end, with Burton a goo5
many points ahead of Greyille And
that night there WAS the bio hon n
had been understood from the first tbo+
the man who won was IN tab NJ
Mivart to the hon. So she wont oro.
with Burton, and gave him one.tbirJ of
her dances. Greville had anotbertbirl
and the rest were omen to thc most a.
large.
Greville did not look banpv a+ al. T.,
was not the target record he ,ninLod
He never thought about that /, ,yo,
having to 90 down tho how'd. ,.a11, ' .g
the bop.room bebird pnrtan WIN IVAN " !
watch Miss Afiyart Iearirr bt.',.
and looking up into his face from'nn,ra' /
he white mists If ber Iooa 49, n
vas not consoIed At an ,yhen.shola,1
Ip into his own face avon moro s,roa.I,.
1t the beginning Of tho saoand , ,,,,,'3
md WHISPERED that sbo ,,as 500 . ,' :,
Now as the saoond donoo IA ~ I
ireyille's the third u,as F. ", -
rhatwas tbe wo,it haa. "i 'o'' . S
As the hand hecon tha ,na No. 81 ~ sU'
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