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! Our Daily Short Stories
THE YOUNG LOCHINVAR WHO
CAME OUT OF THE WEST.
BY WILLIAM M'LEoD RAINE.
copyright. 1901. by Authors Syndicate,

SO DIG and strong and free that she
liked it.
At the other end of the table sat a.
young man out of a fashion plate. He
was a club man, and he had never
made break in his life. Fordyce
Hazleton was a pretty good sort, fair
snot, a good golfer, in fact the wind of
a man to stroke a losing crew to vic
tory. AT the present moment he was
carrying an arm in a sling from cam
non at polo. He had been a candidate
for over year, and neither he nor
Miss Stanislaus had yet found out
whether he was going to be elected or
not. She liked him immensely, but
well. there was always the possibility
of the other man showing up, the one
she had dreamed about when she was
a girl
Jim Maddox spent week of his
time trying to prove to her that he
was the other man, and he made a
good deal of progress at it. In point
of fact she was temporarily bored to
death of society and its way, without
season was near and she was about
played out. What she needed was a
week or two at some quiet place in the
country, and yet she almost persuad-
ed herself that she would be willing
to exchange permanently the life she
knew for that OF the West Maddox
had seen a good deal of life, and he
knew how to display his goods in the
most interesting way. He had a fund of
stories characteristic of the West, and
he exerted himself to make the most
of them. Really she did not know
when she had had SO good a time be-
fore. She rode and walked with Mad
dox a good DEAL and in the mean
time the clubman found life a little
depressing. He began to wonder if the
gentleman from across the Missouri
were not going to carry off the prize.
The clubman knew well enough that
Bess Stanislaus would be wearying for
the f1eshpots of Chicago before she had
been married a month, but it would not
do him any good if she found it out
too late.
He was swinging along Michigan
avenue one day in the gloom resultant
from unwise meditation over the ways
of a woman. Nine men out of ten
would have told you that Fordyce
Hazleton was one of the handsomest,
most likable men in all Chicago. He
was a good fellow from head to heel,
according to common report, and he
wondered why he found it so hard to
impress himself on a certain young wo-
man he much coveted. He supposed it
was because he was so much like the
other men she knew, whereas this UNI
tutored barbarian was law'unto him
self
Fordyce Hazleton heard the swift
beat of a horses hoofs on the stones,
and looked up in time to see the animal
bearing down on him. The brute had
taken the bit between his teeth, and
the young woman on his back, though
she put her weight bravely on the
Of him
Every moment Fordyce expected to see
her dashed to the ground. Hazleton
ran into the road and leaped at the
bride Somehow his free hand caught
and held the rein. He was swung from
his feet and dragged along the ground.
He felt the horse plunging to free
himself, but he kept his hold grimly
even though more than once the sharp
hoofs came down on his leg. Presently
the animal came to a halt, trembling
like an aspen leaf.
The young woman slipped from his
back and stood before Hazleton as pale
as a sheet. That young man could
scarce believe his eyes. He attributed
the picture to the haze that still held
things in his vision.
"Bess. Is that your"
She nodded. He noticed that her eyes
were shining with a strange light; he
did not know that she thrilled with
new exultant joy of certainty. Her
heart caught. She had found her
prince. She had found her prince!
That was the burden of the song.
Are you hurt?" she demanded, al
most brusquely.
mo, nothing to speak of. / guess /
have slipped link in this collar-bone
again, but it doesn't matter"
''Oh, no. OF course it does not mat
ter. Not at all. You talk as if you
were just like the others, and when it
comes time to act you" She stopped
for lack of adequate expression.
Hazleton laughed alphabetically, but
he thought he detected new and well
come note in her voice. "Awfully sor-
ry to disappoint you. / know l ought
not to have interfered with your ride
in such drastic fashion"
Nonsense! You saved my life," she
told him, sharply.
Don't mention it," he murmured.
"I daresay-"
She stamped her foot. There you
go again--talking as If we were at a
function. won't have it," Then,
with her gray eyes full on him: why
haven't you been to see me lately?
Can you come tonight? I have some
thing to say to you"
nc idu iio Siilie w dnSWei' Aoi 1"eio-
dox was flinging himself from his horse
beside them, but the young mans eyes
said Yes
You're quite safe, Miss Bess?" said
Maddox, eagerly. Il dared not follow
faster for fear Of urging on your brute.
Not hurt at all? Thank heaven for
that"
And Mr.. Hazleton," said the girl,
steadily. He saved me at the risk
of his own life. 1t was the bravest
thing / ever saw"
Whereupon Fordyce Hazleton blush
ed and Maddox gave him a hand in
hearty congratulation.
That night the young Lochinvar took
the Colorado flyer at the Rock ISL
and depot for Denver, but he left the
Fair Ellen in Chicago to the other
man.