West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1901-10-31

Cissy, with her bright eyes fixed up.
ON her visitor. said. IL shall stay here"
But" said Mr. windibrook lmpa-
ucntly. "you cannot. That man YOU see
on the veranda Is the sherlfrs officer.
The house and ail that IL contains are
In the hands OF the law"
Cissy's face whitcned In proportion
as her eyes grew darker. but she said
stoutly. IL shall stay here Till my pop
/ per tells me To 60"
"rill your pepper tells you 20 goY'
repeated Mr.. wndlbrook harshly. drop.
ping his hcartincss and his handkcr-
chief In burst OF unguardcd temper.
Your papa Is thief escaping from
Justice, you foolish girl-a dsgraced
felon. who dare not show his face
again In Canada City--and you are
mcky-yes, lucky. miss-if you do not
share his dlsgraccr'
And you're n wicked. wicked llary"
said Cissy. clinching her little fists at
her side and edging toward him with n
sidclong. bantamlikc movement as she
advanced her frecklcd cheek close to
his with an cffrontery 40 like her alb
scondlng father that he recollcd before
IL. And n mean. double faced hypo-
critic tool Didn't you always praise
himr Didn't you call him Napoleon
and a-Moses2 Didn't you say he was
the making OF Canada Cityf Didn't
you get him TO raise your salary and
start subscription for your new
housef oh, you-you-beastv'
Here the stranger on the veranda,
stu gazing abstractcdly at the land
scapc. gave low and apparently un-
conscious murmur, as II enrapturcd
with tho view. Mr.. windlbrook, re-
called TO an attempt at dignity, took UP
his hat and handkerchief. "When you
have remembered yourself and your
position. Miss Trixit." he said loftily,
''the ofrcr have made you''--
II dcspisc II! I'd sooner stay I'm tho
woods with the grizzlies and rattle
snakes" said Clssy pantlngly. go
and leave me alone. DO you hearf"
She stamped her little foot. "Are you
listening? Cor
Mr.. Windibrook promptly retreated
through the door and down the steps
into the garden, at which the stranger
on the veranda reluctantly tore himself
away from the landscape and slowly
entered the parlor through the open
French window. Here. however, he be.
came equally absorbed and abstracted
In the condition OF his beard. carefully
stroking his shaven cheek and lips and
pulling his goatce.
After pause he turned to the angry
Cissy, standing by the piano, radiant
with glowing cheeks and flashing eyes.
and said slowly: 81 reckon you gave
the parson ns good ns he sent. IL kinder
settles man to hear the frozen truth
about himself sometimes, and you've
helped old Shadbclly considerably on
the way toward salvation. But he was
right about one thing. Miss TrlxIt. The
house Is In the hands OF the law. Pm
representing 1t MS deputy sherlff-meb-
bc you might remember me-Jake
Poole-when your fnther was address.
In the last citizens meetin, sIttIn
next TO him on the platform. I'm I'm
possession. IL isn't job I'm hankerin
much arter. I'd as lief rather hunt hoss
thieves or track down road agents than
this kind or fancy, underhand work. So
you'll excuse me. miss, IL / aln't got
the style"
He paused. rubbed his chin thought.
fully and then said slowly and wit
great deliberatlon: "Ef there's any II
tie thing here. miss-any keepsakes o
such tribes az you keer for In partick
Ter. things you wouldn't like strangers
to have-you just make little pile OF
EN- and drop 'em down somewhere
ITO be f0yIiufI,1