Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1904-03-15
MS native American point Of view still
fresh and optimistic.

his native American point Of view still
fresh and optimistic.
Ceclls elderly relatives dwelt Low.
Ing on these points. Her Younger
ones veered to the outward and vist-
Die signs Of grace and said the tall.
SIX root wooer was handsome and al.
together desirable,
mat was just 1t. He was too de-
sirable. He was faultless. Ever since
ne had come down to Arleigh. Cecil
had felt herself lifted bodily by fate
assisted slightly by the anxious bevy,
ana thrown at his head and heart.
Any other man in his position would
nave courteously and automatically
avoided the snare. He had walked in.
to 1t, eyes open, lips smiling and arms
extended to receive fate's gift. Where
Iore the gift, with faithful feminine
contrariness, declined being received.
There was sudden vivid glare that
ripped the heavy mass of clouds from
end to end and long crashing peal of
thunder like cannon. The SCI seemed
to swell and leap to meet the sky.
The boughs of the pines dashed I'D and
down like fragile breeze blown ferns
as the wind swept over them.
at the second crash Cecil rose and
turned instinctively to the trees for
shelter, but the gale caught her, and
she would have fallen only for Mac
Dowel's firm clasp of her arm. Al
most instantly the whole world of land
and sea and sky seemed on fire, and
she shrank back into his arms with a
cry OF fear as bolt struck a kingly
pine that lowered above its brothers a
few yards away and left it q blasted.
smoking ruin.
Before she could recover herself he
had lifted her in his arms and gained
the path that led down over the face
Of the bluff.
I'VE can't get to the Shore" she ex-
claimed. "The tide is in."
Put your arms around my neck and
keep STILL he answered CURLY. eve
can't stay up here"
She obeyed in silence, and he made
his way down the path. What had
been smooth stretch Of sand was
now swirling mass Of low breakers.
Mcdowell paused an instant for
breath as he reached it and looked
down at the face on his shoulder. Her
eyes were closed. A wild impulse
seized him, and he bent and kissed her
The next instant he was knee deep in
the waves, struggling in the teeth of
the gale to where the shore curved and
safety lay, and he fancied that the
arms around his neck were clasped
closer than before, although the eyes
were still closed and the face was
white and still En-
IA The waves leaped and snarled with a
kissing roar at histfeet like pair OF
hungry wolves. and he was forced to
stop again and again and lean back
against the bluff as the wind beat
down on him. The burden in his arms
grew heavier with every dragging
step, but at length the beach shelved
and broadened. and he staggered up
the higher ground in safety and laid
her down under the shelter Of the over
hanging rocks.
The first Wild fury Of the storm had
passed. and only q faint rumble Of dis
tant thunk1ee broke the stiffness. Sht
opened her eysss and locked up at him
AZ he knelt beside her. Something new
in their hazsl depths seemed to an
swer the cry Of his heart, and he
raised two small cold hands to his lips
Cecil" he asked, must go?'
The first soft CLEAN Of midsummer
moonlight was casting path Of silver
scales on the water when they reached
the hotel veranda. The soft, delicious
music Of a mandolin orchestra came
through the bright lighted windows
and they paused moment in thu
shadow Of the elinging vines tb lool
back at the sea.
II knew you would try the fourth
time," she said laughingly as sh.
raised her face to his. "Japan is SO fal
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