Daily inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1881-1901, 1901-01-24
Copyrighted 1901 by Daily Story Pub
fishing Company

(Copyrighted 1901 by Daily Story Pub
fishing Company
' When the wind came there was a rain
OF maple leaves, weary and withered
souls swept from the grayed branches.
falling to swift currents near the
glound where they swirled in yellow
hosts. raising upon the air a long sound
of cracking cries. curious interminable
noise of dsmay at death, of fear Of this
ilnplacable sweeping force that came
from the red western sky which flared
like an army with lurid banners. All the
wood was amoan from the death that
was in the air.
g. A girl came slowly down the path t..Af
led through the naples. She walked in
dreamy way, following unconsciously
the mere indication of road, that sum-
ner path way that had been swallowed
in the merciless hail of the dead leaves.
Finally, man stepped from the shad-
ows. He was smiling as he put forth his
hand.
, ."Hello." he said.
l. When their hands clasped she began
to look at the dark distance of the land
scape, turning her face from his.
We'll" he said at last, studying the
i,nmebile face, still holding her hand.
'are you glad to see me? 1 just returned
yesterday on the New York. Very
breezy trip. / thought l had better"
then suddenly he threw away all that
and spoke quickly: And your hus-
band?"
She made a gesture towards where
three red brick chimneys appeared in
the distance, looming above a rim Of
tree tops. They both steadily re-
sonages. three facts. elnhlenatic exactly
OF o certain situation He. with his ci-
garette now in his mouth, his hat still
tilted, casping his hands said ''rhc
Internal IDIOT"
She looked at him with a swift resent
full glance but he answered at once, maxi
tnf; a gesture of irritation which was a
sort of defiant outburst. ooh. am tired
OF treating him with magnificent respect
when Il matter of truth he is to me
the most stupid and dense beast in the
universe for not being dead"
She was lifting her chin in a battleful
his mouth. But he is N.Y.
The devil" interrupted the young
man Violently. DO YOU think that L am
not aware of it," He glared at her with
sullen rage.
Upon her face as she looked at him
Mere was a vague indescribible smile and
in her eyes there We're two faint points
OF mellow light. Yes, you do know it,
she said.
He answered her attitude. the light
In her eyes. You love me- he. cried in
discontinued muttering, land yet you
spend all your time in guarding the
peace of that duffer''-indicating the
three red chimneys with contemptu-
Gus wave of his hand--"as if he We're a
sacred white elephant of SIAM and, as
for me. | am to be held off with spears
for fear | might kiss the tip of your LITTLE
finger. And yet you love me. You arr
incomprehensible. All the strength Of
your mind is centered upon protecting
the emotion of that self-satistied duffe1
who sluu,bers contentedly not because
lie thinks that you are too good but be
cause he thinks that he is too unpar
alleed and astounding a person to eve1
lose the love of woman. He drives mt
nearly insane. l could kill him. Ant
yet-you--why won't you run away will
1ne?"
When she replied, her voice had sub
tie quality of monotony in it as if sh'
were speaking a lesson, uttering som'
sentiment in which she had resolutel.
schooled herself. "Ah. the sin. Yo,
would never be happy With a bad wo
man"
1t seemed to make him furious. H
gazed at her blankly. "A bad woman
What rot! You--"
Then she suddenly acknowledged tn
falsity of her speech. "No-no-no,
didn't mean that, 1 didn't mean it,
meant that IL could never be happ
il l were a bad woman. I would b
afraid'-she raised her finger and point
cd it moulnfully at him-''I would b
afraid of YOU.
He laughed SaVagely. You are a