The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-11-28
L0Ue in The Wheat Eields.
By Harold Bindloss.


tho the free prairie did not like him. for Evanson
Wylard Darlington still retained the less pleasant char
aceristics of nsuar Briton.
poor tho of good upbringing and, as
sometimes happened loved the rich mans daughter, which
was presumpuous Of him, for Wylard was sowing l,aoo
of wheat that spring. while me had sunk his last DOL
lar and pledged his credit to sow 3O0
Wyard sat in his Ontario buggy, silent and grim, a
hard man. settlers sad with hair and pierre
ing eyes, listening with roncal patience until the other had
DONE
.I'm so1ry It's perfectly impossible absurd, he
said then Constance carefully trained England and
she marre it must be in accordance with her station
She shall not any come down TO ne rough e YOU
could offer her. all of which tried to make PLAIN pelole
This time you plainly understand forbid all CORE
spondence decline reopen the subject and request you to
cease your visits to my house."
Shaking the he drove away, and lmrle 8 hands
clenched tighter on the stills of the breaker pow with
of cold dsmay he stared the waste OF rolling
prairie Away the crest Of two figures were Sill
houeed against crystalline blue one slender and glrlsn
graceful picture with the bronco beneath her, tho ne toWned
as recognized distant and favorite knsman OF Wyaras
in the other They and dipped behind the rise as the
buggy approached, and that the last OF constance
Wyllard Imre for many day. -E
Imrie's wheat crop that year was great success.
Negbors miles around invited to his harvest home
after crop gathered and when the pra'1e grass was
dry as finder from, the scorchng SUM-
In the midst of the festivities man galioped up to
Imrie's farm. L. ~.'> Il "I' j",>''j
biggest fire for five years coming down from
the east he said "Heading straight for Carrngon even
the green couldn't stop it, and Wylard's holding tor
tune in his straw pile granary with his guards half
grown up''
For few moments ugly thought entered into lm1ies
mind If that wheat destroyed one barrier between him
and Constance Wyard the shape Of heavy bank balance
would vanish with but he also felt he could not meet the
girl eyes if he held his hand So he flung it from him.
and sudden hush sent his voice ringing across the as
senbly. " .
sThere's a neighbours homestead threatened he said
'stop you need not tell knows better that be
hasnt always pleasant tongue but it's common danger
and I'm going to help him. Who is coming with meTH a
In frantic hurry they saddled yoked the horses and
ten later with cry of good luck from the women
ringing behind them very mixed cavalcade swept out into
the silence Of the moont PRAIRIE leaving yelowhared
girl staring with fierce eyes after There thunder OF
hoofs on matted sod great bouncing OF wheels the
cods whrd the faces OF those who rode pehln ana
Imre leading the van swayng easily to the gray horses
strides spoke double that hauled plow in
boxwagon At last loom Of buildings rose out OF the
prairie they drew rein before the homestead OF CARING
ton Swinging himself to earth Imre raised his broad felt
hat as he stood before it's and his daughter but Evan
son Ward was, the had said, hard man all
thru and there neither panic dsmay face bear
ing he awaited them. ~. ..' -. - .h..
'sWe heard a tire was coming this way In a hurry.
These my guests tonight and brought them along to
help said mre and the grim autocra answered quietly;
I am much you all AS it happens, also, my
away s-
''No time fool in talking" shouted the breathess
Jasper ''Wheres your plows Carrngton9 Someone turn
and hitch his fresh horses and inside of five min
utes Imre found himself gripping the lines OF the big
pow Nevertheless the hands that cenched them had for
moment held the lender fingers Constance Wylard
her low voice even then vibrated in He will
forget it, know his ways It like you, Harry
''I'm horses If I'm not much Of farmer said
voice close by. You seem to be managing things. Can
you tell me what and Imre glancing round his
rival Wizards distant kinsman. ia. 't
eyes you find grain bags and soak them at the WELL
When the smoke rolls down thick back to me- he
swered, hurriedly. ~s
nearly frantic and would have mastered
him. but English voice out of the vapor Rather
Wild they not? Let help you, and lmrle was glad
TO frankly accept his rivals assistance It needed the utmost
strength Of both hold the beasts to their work. but they
another and the treble furow finished
somehow WHILE when rie slipped the clevs at the end of
it, the team bolted incontnently.
The wet sacks were soaked ready Wylard and his
daughter had that whle when Constance staggered
toward him. dripping, under heavy BURDEN Imrie ceased
his with the glare of the flame her face she
said ''When the rest doing much must take my
part, too.' ~
The fire up the first Of the burrows and halted
moment there stretching out tongues Of flame toward the
wthered grass tufts that showed between ready
upon bridge to help to the wealth Of fuel
waiting behind Sometimes it also passed that bridge
scorched painting stretched along the line flung
themselves upon and thrashed it down with the soaked
bags.
his helpers then Imrie aside Walking very stiy,
for his side panied him, Irie approached the threshold Of
Wyllard's house, where he said:
1tThose are my friends behind. The last time
you did not treat SUCH May ask upon what foot
ing you receive me now?'' -
Then Wizards face softened and his gray mustache
twtched silently held out his hand him
gered he passed into the long, brchbut hail. where the
heads Of wolves and deer reeed before him, then tried