The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1905-08-17
wildness, and the automobile suddenly
slammed with a snort

wildness. and the automobile suddenly
stopped with snort.
Suffering saints" he exclaimed dis
gustedly, hastily jumping out, fifteen
miles from anywhere or anybody and
the power given OUT
She didn't say a word, but reached
down and appropriated all the robes,
wrapping them around her snugly. He
took out cigar, lit it and tramped up
and down meditatively.
"No use trying to fix it." he in
formed her dolefully. TITS hopeless
case"
The short winter afternoon was
drawing to a close, and the gray OF
early twilight settled dismally over the
gloomy pines.
I'm hungry. too." she said, with the
suspicion of a sob.
eff you would only consent to be
Mrs. John Crawford tonight we would
try to find house somewhere where
we could have a jolly supper and a
fire."
You'd make nice lovable husband,
| wouldn't you?" she said in indignant
scorn. "What woman would want to
marry a brute capable Of starving and
freezing her to deathy'
MY child, those are cultivated char
acteristics, cultivated merely to win
your admiration and undying regard.
My real disposition is so gentle as to
make lamb seem stern and unrelent-
Ing But couldn't afford to follow the
dictates of my tender heart. You would
say l was lacking in will power.
am ruling you with an iron rod, Oh.
ladye fair, and you sit right there until
you promise to marry me-"
An hour later he wondered IL she
were asleep. The bundle Of rugs had
remained silent heap while he
tramped the road.
He took out his watch and struck q
match.
Eight O'clock" he said in surprise.
ITS really not proper for you to stay
here all night. l don't think Craw.
ford is a particularly undesirable name
to bear.'
"I'll-Tn m-marry you," came in
Quavering tones from the bundle Of
rugs.
"At the very first opportunityT' he
asked eagerly.
Eyes. Better get disagreeabl<
thing over with as soon Us possible
dejectedly.
He jumped quickly into the automo
. bile.
Don't touch me-" she said. II hat
, you, hate you, hate you. and I'm goinl
| to make you as miss: :t:e as possibly
: can"
. He laughed happily. I'LL look ou
for my personal safety"
: He put his hand on the lever, ant
the machine shot forward energetical
: ly. He drove forward quarter of
t mile and, turning suddenly, came II
: sight Of house brilliantly lighted.
0 '"The minister lives there" he eS
Il planned composedly. Il found him yes
e terday and told him to expect us an
e time until 10 o'clock. l have licens
: in my pocket he added.
t When they came out Of the minis
l. ter's study and Crawford helped he
= into the machine she sat rigid, givin
L him as much of the seat as she cOul
possibly leave vacant.
Il forgot to bring any rice and ol
d shoes, but perhaps they were not use
s In We olden times. Nevertheless tn
l. is lovely wedding journey, isn't 1T
persuasiyely.
l. "Mr. Crawford" she said stiff1y,
would have you understand one thin
n right now. Uncle Tom bought IN a
tomobile three months ago and taugl
me how to run it. could have le
A. you all alone to tramp that COUNT
b. road if had wanted to-" He heard
is suppressed giggle.
e. "You unmitigated fraud!' he e
claimed, pulling her toward him 10
H. fully. "By George, I'm glad it OH
r. takes one arm to run this elopil