Missouri Valley times. [volume] (Missouri Valley, Iowa) 1874-1931, 1902-08-28

weeping. Thus, sim lying close, shs
said:
You must not carry me. Ills toe
great a burden
u could Gerry you to New York and
not know it,
and L of 50 little consequence, SIR
You are-Eou arc-oh. child. child.
you know we'll What you are, and how
little the burden of CARRYING yea
weighs me dcwn" indeed, saia II
somewhat bitterly, for everything MAS
b. TIE ears whichever way | might
look.
For an answer she moved little.
turning her face UP to me.
Nhefc gre W. going?
ITO .h-- village below here, where YOU
can lie wal'ncd ~ Il iiie and liv'
some Mcuisn - care for YOU.
j need no woman to care for me,
sad she, quickly. And ! am quit,
SATISFIED nov. liut viii it please youl
llishnes's TO let me Try and walk
bit -
setting her down / held her while
she felt her own weight and then ind
ing she could indeed stand. she let me
lift her on Roger, and with one hand
on her shoulder and the ether on the
good Beasts neck. she rode and
waited into the Village, Just as the
M'oining RAYS spread over the land.
TIE dear SUM- said she. softly.
There IL is, as bright and clear as ii
there lad been no dreadful night" and
she added presently. 1T seems that we
are destined to take early morning
jaunts together.
walizcd on in silence, stu holding
her arm.
WHY SO silent. sir? Do YOU not
know that my nerves need cheering up2
And yet sou are 50 gum as an owl
II am thinking where / should be
now. ii it had rot been for your cour-
age last night
And is your life 50 serious MATTE
as ali that 2"
No I is not indeed. And il the
fellow had touched mo, little would
have been missed from the world to-
day"
There came a heavier grip upon my
shoulder. and looking UP ! saw her
leaning towards me with the new sun
light s!istening or something in the
eyes that looked earpestl, down AT mo
And wilt ft,ll morose, too, because
wept? nc, how foolish. How like u
woman" And YET d be sworn t WAS
not That Those lilling eyes said TO me
Aiistrcss pebolah.'' said ], taking
her hand from my shoulder. DO you
care the least how | feel Dost know
what would say
Aye, sir. You would tell me II this
be not the very same Village through
which we passed but a few days since. "
Damn the village" quoth /, softly
in some dudgeon.
''salles.' cried she, "'t is a pretty
town. Why shouldst damn IT, since we
may vet hreallfas, together there you
and |. ut our first incal,-you and |, the
lehel eiieftain and the loyal madN
SO we rode on into She village, and
stopping at the frat hoGsc of respect
able look, ! went I'm and found a good
woman. Who took Mistress Philipse ana
helped her TO arrange her toilet So !
stood by the door, waiting her return,
being myself To tell the truth. worn
ont With the nights work and the eN-
icitcment OF the past few hours. ] stood
thus when n horseman came by from
the north.
AS he drew near, In spite Of my own
lthqnghts could not forbear q smile
For he WIS the most conical looking
bit OF humanity II had been my fortune
to meet in many u day. The horse
was nearer dead than alive, lanky of
limb, and seeming TO haze more corners
and angles than the famous Rosinantc
of the Sntnisa writer's Don Quixote
fierce looking beast With long teeth
and no liair In his tail. Yet he covered
the ground. however strange his gait.
Bat the rider looked as he might have
come from n powder magazine that had
blown him sky high and dumped him
all shattered on the earth. He Wore no
hut and his long hair stood out every
way but that which II was intended 1t
should stand While the poor mans
clothes we're ripped and torn nRd hung
In shreds al,ont him. one boot Vas
gone and the blood stood on his b,3Sv
ana cheek. dried and black. AZ 81 ".
II could rot forbear a laugh at his Wild
appearance; and then 1t dawned on ne
thar tho man wore tho slfeas Of n
colonial bluecoat and cavalry uniform.