The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1901-05-09
CHAPTER XI.,-CoSrINuEp.

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dered, as he crush, the sheet Of pa
per on which he 2 been nervously
figuring. Then, sF2nging up, he be-
gan pacing his orr, with impatient
sAride. A clerk glanced quickly up
N his desk. watched him one mo-
Iht with attentive eye, and looked
Vgnificantly at his neighbor. "Old
mans getting worse ratified every
day." was the comment, as the crash
Of wheels through loose gravel an
nounced the coming Of the buggy,
and Burleigh fastened out, labored
into his seat, and took the whip and
reins. The bloodcd mare in the
shafts darted forward at the in
stant, but he gathered and drew her
in, the nervous creature almost set
tlinR on her launches.
"Say to Capt. Newhall when he gets
back--that I'll see him this evening"
called Burleigh over his shoulder.
snow, damn you, go-if you want
tot" and the lash fell on the glisten-
ing, quivering flank, and with her
head pointed for the hard, open prai-
rie, the pretty creature sped like mad
over the smooth roadway and whirled
the light buggy out past the scattered
wooden tenements of the exterior
limits of the frontier town-the tall
white staff, tipped by its patch Of
color Tapping in the mountain breeze,
and the dingy wooden buildings on
the distant bluff whirling into view
as he spun around the corner where
the village lost itself in the prairie;
and there. long reaches ahead of him,
just winding up the ascent TO the
post was stylish team and trap.
John Folsom and the girls had taken
an early start and got ahead OF him,
Old Stevens was up and about rs
Folsom's carriage drove swiftly
through the garrison and passed
straight out by the northeast gate
'I'll be back TO see you in n moment"
shouted the old driver smilelessly, as
he shot by the lonely colonel, going
pepers in hand, to his Office, and Stev'
ems we'll knew he was in for trouble
Already the story was blazing about
the post that nothing but the timely
arrival OF Dean and his men had
saved Folsom's ranch, and Folsom's
people. Already the men. wondering
and indignant at their young leaders
arrest, were shouting over the sutler'.
mar their peans in his praise, and theil
denunciation of his treatment. Over
the meeting of sister and brother a'
b the intter's little tent let us draw q
veil. He stepped forth in a moment
and badc his other visitors welcome
shook hands eagerly with Loomis ant
urged their coming in, but he nevel
passed from under the awning ol
'hy," and Folsom well knew tn,
reason.
'Jump out, daughter" he said I,
Pnppoose, and Loomis assisted he
TO alight and led her straight up t.
Dean, and for the first time in thos,
two years the ex-cadet captain ant
the whilom little schoolgirl with tn,
heavy braids of hair looked into eacl
otner's eyes, and In Deans there wa
amaze, and at least momentary de
light. He still wore his field rig, AM
the rent in the dark-blue flannel shir
was still apparent. IIc was claspin,
Miss Folsom's hand and lookin,
straight into the big dark eyes tina
were SO unusually soft and humid
when Jessie's voice was heard as sh
came springing forth from the tent:
'Look, Nell, look! Your picture!
she cried, as with the bullet-marke
carte de visite In her hand she flitte,
straight to her friend.
'" "Why, where did this come from?
asi ed Miss Folsom in surprise, ''an
what's happened to it?-all crease
and black there!" Then both the girl
and Loomis looked to him for cxplanu
tion, while Folsom drove away, an
even through the bronze and tan tn
boy was blushing.
"I-borrowed II for n minute-a
the ranch just as Jake came in wound
eti. and there was no time to retur
II, you know. We had to gallop righ
out"
"Then-you lad IL with you in tn
Indian fight?" cried Jess, In thrillin
excitement. "Really? Oh, Nell! Ho,
: I wish u were mine. But how'd
yet so blnckened there-and crushed
h'ou Invent told U.S.
"Ten you some other time, Jcs,
Don't crowd fellow" he laughs
But when his eyes stole their on
iick glance at Elinor, standing ther
yntence, he saw the color creepin
MiSe sunset glow all over her bea,
Il face us she turned quickly ava.
nion had told them of the clos
We the lieutenant had had and III
VOC played by that bullet in tn
east pocket of his hunting shirt
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