The White Pine news. [volume] (Treasure City, Nev.) 1868-1906, 1903-07-09


red Pa saiI enloz.
--afsrzr be she sun strikin on The bae..
% riI cattle They been asildf.n'
rouaI Hefe lately.
Size started toward the creek Then.
win watering movement mned
ana hurried hack TO the kitchen
.Yoa better start estn she called
TO G-aTson. I'm soln down 70 see i
/ can't see somprhln a Robbie Don't
.ouai fhaf llza- p.nkish piece OF hHm
~ fha skillet. hats Ter Robbie.
mrs. Cawsan walked with long
strides through the youue orchard.
When She came 20 The bauk. where
Tie -oatpath descended pEec.pIate.y 70
The creek. she sfnrpaf laoEiug IN
down. across. The water fashel. saam.
.ue. from aIueHs a fumhled mass Il
i uowlders.
sae went down the path brushing
against the willows. AJ lhe opening
where lie bushes lad uaeH eut away
she could see lie bani Tie wl-er rn
swiftly around he lnzT. opposite hank.
broke INTO stretch NJ little metallic
WIVES. Over fhers tHe-tr3ut mleht be
caught by The hundred ia an hour at
two
Mrs. Glawsan thought she heard 4
laugh. zhriil aud happy above The bub.
alaz and chatter ANA roar u the
e-res-
Then she saw a young girl throw up
4 lIae- IN which dangled Il tranrlc flsh.
Near uy. her son stood, his hands N
F bis pockets. iaughing.
Mary Long, girl
Tie same seiden-red hair; me same
vivid eaiorIug n the checks aud lips
The same dark. luminous eyes.
Bobble WIS now tearing he ish cff
the hoag-not taking bis gaze. which
she knew vas tender, from the face Of
Mary Longs girl,
Mns. Ciayson watched the YpHug
Girl as she scrambled onto the hank
trying to catch the writing and cap.
I ny trout She noted the soft. pretty
outlines Of the girls ngure rs she
swayed forward TO throw The dsh out
INTO the middle Of tie stream She
saw rhe caauefry Of Hiss Longs daf
mure return 90 her sons side: tHe eaal.
lenge m her zi1uee 80 10 his Put
when be pui AIS arms around her she
turned deliberately aud stamped afm-
ly ap Ia path.
Mr. and Mrs clawson sat on HE
back porch. II vas growing dirk
SIT Snhnedrim vas mere bmr
against rhe dusky sky. the entrance 10
die little arhor. over which the Wild
hop vine riotca. was fading INTO he
general dlmness.
For 4 hair hour 40 word had Been
spoken. Al last Clawson, summan.ng
uD courage. sad: 4 didn't think you'd
LET him git go Tar. mother. as TO be mp
stairs there alone packin' bis things"
II didn't know you ever did any
thiuk!u on any subject. H. Clawaan.r
she replied A tear. u which she taoiS
40 notice. eoursed rs way down her
Thin cheek.
Silence reigned FOR several minutes.
Then Mrs Clawson said Ia a sad non
otone. Guess you'd better hitch 40
the blackboard now: It always takes
you s'long % do anything. The stage
starts from Longs Al eight o clock. It's
about seven now
Mother" Ciawson said. "you Amt
surely goiH' to let our boy 90 away
without Is SUPERB
She answered his lmpertlnencn with
a stony stare.
You Jest hitch mp NOW. H. III cook
you mp bite after-after he-some
time tonight
TO be misunderstood always made
Clawson hineh, embnrrass as from
n blow. He rose slowly, moving or
the porch with uncertain step
Tears began 10 rain down Mrs. Claw
sons face.
Presently she heard her sou coming
down the stairs. Her attention foI-
lowed his step az he strobe into tie
paFlor, then crossed the ball INTO the
spare room. Ter hearts pulse began
70 quicken "A he came, hesItatingIy.
towards the door at her elbow. The
door opened with jerk scfnppng over
the hoor noislly. efsh zlsse
Her son spraug past her to the edge
OF the porch where. he crouehed down.
braeing bis head against small, up
Eight post -
Mother. be said, I'm going away.
But I'm not going away angry love
I Hattie Lon1--L can't stay where there's
$50 much bitterness against nay future
wife's folks
Mrs. Clawson muttered, as il 10 Her
self ~Of al people In the world An
fer US, IN a state a thouzand miles
long. to set ourselves right down mex
to EN- On piece Of mortgaged prop
,erty. too. Never caring a thing about
us, until they needed our water"
She shifted eontemptaousty then fell
into a brooding silence
The sound OF wheels presently
reached Mrs. CLAW VISIONS acute ears
She noted the grating noise as the
wheels scraped along over the. broken
stone; aEd she recalled how her son.
only yesterday, had spent the morning
filling IN the ruts near the broken
limbed pear tree.
Mrs. CIawson's hands were ley; her
body shigered as with the cold.
Her son scrambled to his feet He
came and laid a strong hand on her
shoulder.
"Remember. mother. I don't bear any
. III will"
. She caught hold OF his hand. She