The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1901-04-08

/ 70 his oiN nome 4l lleAu0W6Allle, she
said composedly. "He could hardly
know the way to Uncle Roub's. Ny
( people VIII simply conclude that / wis
afraid TO drive ia this storm aud that i
have staid over in the village"
"Well, really. ] don't see that there is
any hope Of better weather. think Il
ought to start along and try tU get TO
New Church and send someone to bring
you home
''Walk to New ChurclLp Size asked IN
astonishment. tYou nevor couid ia such
a tempest.
81 could try.
But there's no need. We are com
forlable enough for the present. Tho
wind must abate before long, and at
any rate, she went on with fifnsifss, u
couldn't stay here alone, Mr.. Landt.
could not allow you to leave me helpitss
in this deserted pace.
"But, my dear Miss HanfGfd, tie
storm may last till morning, and cer-
tainly We coulin't-I couldnl-e
He stopped embarrassed. She WAS
looking at him will such grave. unuon
seious eyes that he could not bring him
self to hint at the impropfiety. Of their
remaining together, as viewed By the
outside world, even for the length OF
time that had already passed.
''If you will not let me leave you, he
said, catching at thought, chow can
possibly procure assistance2 You can't
walk and you don't want to stay here all
night
'Rut the weather may change
'tIhat's the merest chance, Miss Han
ford. We can't depend ON that. Ithink
I had better make start If Tam blown
into the canal he added lightly, ''or
perish otherNise-"
''But ! have told you ] viii not be
left here alone;' she interrupted quickly
and Indignantly. "It is your fault, sir, /
IN the first place, that this accident has
happened. II you had allowed me TO
keep the reins we would probably be
safe at home 10y this time; instead Of
which"
She threw out her hands with ges.
ture that finished the sentence eloquent /
~ enough
Eugene bit his lip. He blushed
angfily, but spoke with calmness.
May / ask your reason for not wish /
ing to stay alone." he asked ironically; I
'that is, il there can be anything like
reason connected with such whim.
81 have told you ] am utterly power
less, and am afraid.
"Oi ghosts, perhaps, or micel Which
Miss Hanford did not answer. She,
too. bit her lip, but it was to check back
her quickly rising tears.
81 am sorry you are sounreasonable." +"
he said quietly, $50 childishly absurd.
II places us both in very ridiculous
position.
"And ! am sorry you are so ungenlle-
manly" she flashed ont OF him $50
rude, so unbearably impertinent-but /
could expect no betterl Nothing good
could come from any one who bears
your namel'
She ended in passion Of tears.
Mr.. Landt continued to look down at
her with sort Of startled, shocked ex-
preston. II was rs If her delicate hand
had struck him in the face and he was
poWerless 10 return the blow. He drew
4 deep breath and walked away, after
/ moment, and sat down as far from her
IS possible, his face averted, his head
Gaming on his hand
Marion continued to sob cOnvulsiyely.
All the wrongs aud solrows Of her
nther's life came surging back to her,
ln overwhelming tide; the hood-gates Of
ier heart seemed bursting asunder be-
ore the pent-up bitterness Of years.
She was struggling with all her might to
egain calmness, but tie very effort
eemod 10 increase the violence Of her
motion. AS for Eugene-strong, hurt
yretchod as lac was-he only longed,
With strong mans compassion, TO
0 soothe and comfort his frank little
ncmy who had SO bitterly spoken her
mind,
Eugene awoke with q SILVER; the lamp
md burned out, the fire was almost
ead. and-what was this. Beyond the
window panes clear moonlight and
loudless sky Miss Hanford was still
sleep in her chair. as she had been for I
ONE time before Eugene himself sic.
umbed. The Wind had gone down, and |
low thcre was nothing to prevent him
hiking the road TO New Church. excepi-
A AAt hAANN@N Nua iuoActl NA illn WHICH, I
{ was two o'clock q. m. He walked TO
he window and stared out hopclessly.
)f what avail was the cilm brightness OF
arth and SKYE II had come too late.
What now could tum aside this disgrace
bat bad fallen on an innocent young
le. and for which he, perhaps, had been
D blame There was only one thing
bat could be done. AS lac opened the
oor a little way and looked into the
ight piercing wind swept by him, and
he sleeper OF the chair stirred and
ukenod
"Who is tlat.". she demanded quickly.
oh, OH AIr. Landt, is it You Where /
the light r
''It has burned ont, Miss Haniord.
We were both asleep.
ooh :" she rerottcd, but now in a
1ne Of relief. "Anl there isn't any q
lore oil. She seemed to lave slept
way her anger and resentment. Her I
oice sounded sweet and friendly. "But
be storm is over. am 50 glad.
'Gladf" Eugene said nothing. He /
oscd the door aud camo and kneeled bv
be- fire. blowing the half-dcad embefs
ito flame. and laying on more wood ri
Al q