The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1904-05-25

naa peen a stray refther cropped from
an angels wing. That's a mighty
pretty thing. amt III" He met her
eyes suddenly. SAY. want 10 know
If you meant what you said yonder,
about my being no account, rough
and tumble cowboy"
Il didn't say that"
But you meant It" Her lashes
dropped guilty under bis steady gazs
Il don't blame you. know I'm diff
ferent from your city breed, but love
comes the same to q man whether he's
professor or cowboy. you know
I'd make you mighty happy. Ethel. II
you'd let me" His voice was low and
tender. Seems as II | don't was:
anything In life but you"
He bent nearer over the narrow.
roughly painted desk. his eyes on a
level with her own, but she looked
away from him out OF the little side
window. 1t was splashed and blurred
with rain, but she could see the faint
outlines of the hills that lay like q
barrier between the range country and
the outer world She had always hop
ed to so back some day. but the spell
of the open and the glory OF freedom
stole over her with the low music of
his voice. Somewhere In her heart she
caught the echo TO his own words and
knew the power of their meaning.
Seems as If don't want anything
in life but you"
A crash of thunder shook. the little
frame building, and she rose unstead.
lily.
"wiIl you please bring Gypsy from
the shed for me-" she said. "a must
go before dark"
He hesitated.
III you do. shall 60 too. The dam
up at Caribou run broke at o'clock,
and the rivers racing like a mountain
cascade"
1t was nearly two miles to the old
log bridge that spanned the river.
Campbell did not try to talk. He took
her silence and reserve as his answer,
but his face looked almost stern in the
shadow OF his sombrero as he rode
beside the black pony. As they neared
the log bridge vivid fash of lightning
made both horses rear, and he caught
Gypsy's bride.
I'VE can't cross the river" he said.
You'll have to turn back"
II can't" she answered over her
shoulder, as the pony shook herself
free. '"The bridge is safe"
Before he could stop her she had rid.
den forward on to the frail logs, that
shuddered and strained at the sho k.
There was sudden rending, crushing
sound, and the next instant the logs
had parted and swept away on the
foaming waters with Gypsy's terrified
head and paving hoofs showing be-
tween them.
One cry for help reached Campbells
ears. but that one changed all the
world.
Tom! Tomr' she called, and he
headed Cyclone downstream In q race
with the swollen. rushing river. AS he
came abreast of her lie raised himself
in his stlrrups and swung his lariat
straight for the pony's head. 1t fell
and drew taut Cyclone braced for the
shock, as he had IN many a roundup
capture, AMI in few seconds the black
pony was stumbling up the bank,
drenched and half strangled, but with
her burden still safe In the saddle.
Campbell lifted the slim, fainting
figure down and held her close in his
arms, her white face on his shoulder.
For one brief instant she seemed oil
his own. and he bent and kissed the
pale. sweet lips that had SO nearly
drained the cup of death.
Mime" he whispered beneath his
breath. milne, Just for now"
Her eyes opened, and she smiled up
at him.
For always, Tom" she said softly.
"Tm glad you're a cowboy"