The Weiser signal. [volume] (Weiser, Idaho) 1890-1904, 1900-05-10

Out luuO tuc' stOTH L tuluh II > HIT
ing bit; it's lighter, surely, in the
east. What time does the moon get
up?"
WAN hour later than she rose last
eyenin', if ye reminder what time that
was" said Mike. He was dishing the
bacon artistically on granite-iron
plate, and now he tossed some sliced
cold potatoes into the remaining fat
for frying. "Shall touch her up wild
a weenty taste av onion, or mop
But at this moment the lady put
back her curtain an inch or two, and
called brightly: Father"
The two young men looked at each
other in guilty silence.
Father, dear!" the fresh voice re-
peated, tritle impatiently.
Father, dear says she. To her,
ladl Shpake up to her Father dear
whispered Mike.
Darcie felt the perspiration start as
he stepped into the breach.
your fathers asleep, Miss a--Bing-
ham, quite sound, you know. He's
awfully comfortable. Do you wish me
to speak to him?'
"Oh, no. Pray do not disturb him."
said the voice, sweetly. Its only my
things; are they at all dry yet? I'm
such fright, l can't bear to come out
as / am"
Darcie examined the lady's garments,
respectful depreciation in the tips of his
fingers, and reported that the habit
was dry, but that the boots were not
yet fit to put on. If only there were
something nything-they could dare
to offer her, that she could possibly
keep on her feet!
"Show her me 'herring-boxes,' OAR
Gle, dear" exclaimed Mike, in an
ecstatic aside. "And your own little
shippers wild the hobnails. IT'S pity
we couldn't fit her out, wild the tons av
shoe-leather that's in It'll"
Darcie bethought him of tiny pair
of squaw's moccasins which he had pur-
chased, as a specimen of native aborig-
inal work, to send home. These he pro-
duced in triumph, and the curtain
dropped upon the lady's toilet.
With the rain still cutting off the
sound of their voices, Darcie command
ed, sternly: Lend hand here Mike /;
we must get him out of sight at once.
Mind, now, we are doing the simple
minded act. You don't know when a
man has had too many pegs, neither do
l. The old beggar's asleep, d'you see
Collapsed, played out, stupefied with
fatigue"
"Ashleep, or dead, if we prefar t. But
don't think that yen kape it from her
If she has been two months in it and
has niver seen him the way he is now
thin merakles is happenin' in the Coz
: de Lane, and I'm livin' witness.
"Bear hand, now! Have wild ye
Steady, me boy!"-to Mr.. Bingham
! who reused as they lifted him, and at
tempted to enter into conversation will
his bearers. "Kape shtill tongue
lettin' your own cat out O. the bag!"
Dash it, Nike" said Darcie; II fee
as If we were all drunk! feel personal
ly implicated. I'd give a Thousand
pounds if she was safe home at the
mine, or if thought she'd let me take
her home. A jag picnic in the rair
isn't just the thing to ask your daugh
ter to, is it, Mike?"
"Mabby t would be betther we pur
tended he's sick. and wan av US go fou
| the little docther at the mine, and h.
| could beau her home" suggested Mike
ITO the devil with your doctor
: Would you like to hear him diagnos
! the case before her in plain English? ?
"Musha, the man has some sinse
And we c'u'd aisy give him the wink be
5 forehand. The mischief av it is to fin
l way to get her home"
< 1.-THE doctor is not in it, do you un
i derstand? I'll take her home myself,
!. the weather holds up"
t "And if she'll consint to go wild W
t which I misdoubt she'll do nothing a
the kind. She'd feel safer shtayin' wi
y the two av us, than goin' wild wan"
F; I'VE shall see," said Darcie. IF she
t the lady she looks, she will know by il