Arizona republican., 1901-01-14
It seems so impossible to me-"

It seems so impossible to me-" | He sighed deeply for answer.
 Why does she act so, father?' asked Vahatha, after an interval of painful silence.
 q cannot tell you, little one" he an- swered She grew tired of me, I sup- pose. I guess u;n an unbearable sort of fellow
 Wen agree on that. dad she an- swered. "It's all I can co to put up with you at times. But" growing grave again, ''it was cruelty hard and sinful" Her long lashes held drops of dew.
 You See, little one." putting his hand on either side of her sweet face and bending over to look into her eyes, five never were we'll matched. Your mother was vigorous and aggressive. She needed master. She had no use for a lover. Like the petrel she rrveled in storms. Calms fretted." |, After a little pause he continued
 T was too gentle with her. loved peace and was easily content. Money was to her a god It was power. To | As time passed her early regard chang ed as the seasons change. What she first mistook for love became tolerance, which she soon jostled into displeasure My presence offended. She grtw in- dignant that marriage restrained. Tho more unreasonable her desires became the more she dahied with anger until hate banished conscience. Then the rest was easy"
 Poor dad"
 But after long silence they arose without a word and started up the trail. The Graham ranch lay off to the right nearly fivn miles distant. When they came in sight of the familiar old place their hearts were deeply moved. Memory flashed past events before them in panoramic views. So swift were the changes tears of sorrow could not gather ere they were buried meath smiles of joy.
 Intutively they felt for each others hands. and thus linked they went on toward the rough old house.
 They were both trembling when they reached the door.
 Vahatha knocked, timidly.
 There was no response.
 She knocked again, louoer
 Still there was no answering stir from within.
 She waited a moment longer, then turned the knob, opened the door and went in.
 Everything was there as of old. and 90 familiar. The two crept around the room, silently, almost stealthily, touch- ing a book ravcrently. handling a curio lovingly. They might have been in a shrine. halowed and made sacred by the presence of death.
 They started violently, th,ir hearts out of place and their breath gone, as footsteps were heard. They had scarce ly seated themselves and regained their composure when the ''Cow-Queen' en- tered, load of wood in her arms.
 She was so startled at sight of hey guests that tho wood rain,d down on the floor, as she gasped:
 "The lacky-day!" Then, recovering rapidly:
 What brought you here?"
 ''Why, we came to see you, Sarah answered MT. Graham ,fesby.
 "Ain't you glad to see us, mother asked Vahatha, , That depends. What do you want?" Mrs. Graham was herself again, cool bold and aggressive.
 We want to come home. We want to live with you. Can. We come home? Vahatha spoke impulsively pleadingy. There were tears in her voice
 Why should let you come here: Your home! Well, I guess not. My home. you mean. Mlne-do you savvv that?
 The Cow Queen" looked at MT. Ora ham.
 Why, mother, how can you talk SO! Didn't father own this place once Didn't he furnish the money to buy the ranch and the cattle? Didn't he ride over these hills and canyons fer years rounding up. herding anl branding?
 'S' that's your lay. is il? been ex- prcting some such onslaught fol months. Heard as how you was nigh ty nigh busted down there Do look q good deal like starved cats T mus! say"
 Mrs. Graham was angry and wher she was angry she was hard and ma lignant.
 "Vahatha, I wish you would sitrp out for while. I want to talk to Sarah alone" said Mir. Graham.
 When husband and wife werr aloaa he began:
 Sarah, wife"
 "There, that'll do. You kin stop ris'h on the spot. I'm no wife O yourn. want you to understand that at th- first jump. I know l was foolish enough to tell you I'd love and obe, you, but that's whtn I was a kid. I've come to my senses since. I've got my wisdom teeth now"
 Her pose would have done c"edits tc an Amazon.
 "I intend to speak, Sarah, and l in. tend that you shall hear me-" said Mr Graham, with more determination than he had shown in years. The Cow Queen was astonished.
 'I care nothing for myself. I'm tt be considered not at all This proper ty is yours. I gave 1t to you. I wa; persuaded to put my head in trap and was caught. may have regrets, bu l came not here to publish them. Bu We have a daughter, She is yours, too You love her still, I know. l can read the pathos of love for her only partly