The Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1903-1909, 1905-07-18


1t was a trying moment for JESSIE
Garden. Before her stood the man
she hated. Why had fate cast MIN
as reptile ever crawling across her
path? She longed to crush the SER
pent's head with her tiny heel, yet
she knew that the snake had Gun
ming: she knew that her father was
caught in his coils. Never until that
moment did she realize the damnlng
power of money, or sound the depths
of a woman's hatred.
May | say something to you, MISS
Carden?" ventured Morris. I've
wished to talk to you for long time,
or rather to write something, but
bullets get out of this crush so
can explain myself"
Il do not care to listen to you, SIT
Il beg of you, hear me for a mo-
ment," pleaded Morris, as jessie
turned haughtily from him.
Since you seem determined to ere,
ate a scene in which | am to be IN
volved, | prefer the less conspicuous
disgrace of listening to you, she said
bitterly. Here is a quiet corner.
What have you to say to me, SIR"
Il want to apologize for what | did
in Berlin or rather for coming to
Berlon," he began. Il was wrong and
beg your pardon"
THAT is not the offence for which
you should crave forgiveness" said
Jessie Garden. Scorn was in her voice
and a warning flash in her eyes.
Your intrusion in Berlin was inso-
lent, but 1t was in harmony with .
greater affront which preceded it,
and one of which no gentleman would
be guilty. If you have nothing more
appropriate to say, leave me, sir! !"
Il have; / haye!" cried Morris, cow
ering before her gaze. Pray be seat,
ed, Miss Garden and-and give me
chance!"
Il should not" she said coldly.
Il know the time you mean, Miss
Garden" His face flushed a deeper
red and he looked at her with APP.
pealing eyes. You mean that affair
at the clambake. | was intoxicated,
Miss Garden. It's a hard word, but
I'm going to be honest and throw my
self on your mercy. | am very, very
sorry; really | am, Miss Garden, and
| want to be your-your friend
She longed to spurn his prayers
and to ask him to take back the white
locks from above her fathers brow
and remove the stain of disgrace,
She realized that the man who had
crushed her father was now in her
power, and felt that triumphant JOY
which only woman can know But
it wounded and tortured her pride to
think that morris dared aspire to her
love. She charged the sacrifice she
was about to make against the &C.
count of future revenge, and turned
to him with softer light in her eyes,
Il should not forgive you" she said.
When a man who pretends to your
position so far forgets himself, he
should first obtain his own pardon.
He should then seek to redress the
wrongs caused by his offense. Are
you prepared to do that, Mr.. Morris ?"
Il don't exactly understand what you
mean, Miss Garden"
Il will make myself plain" said
Jessie. 'You attempted to murder
a young man who resented your in.
suits in a public place, and in the en-.
counter you were injured. For years
you have had standing reward for
the arrest of this innocent man Are
you willing to take steps to absolve
him? John Burt has been the greater
victim of your conduct"
But my dear Miss Garden, | haven't
the slightest notion of where he is,
don't you know" said Morris with
puzzled expression. "'Pon my word,
| don't. We had a beastly row in
which | got shot, and all the fellows
who were with me say | started it,
and that the pistol went off in my own
hand. assure you that ] don't re-
member a thing about it. The gov.
ernor offered the reward. | can get
him to withdraw it, and put a notice
in the papers promising that no pros
ecution shall be made. I'll do any.
thing you say, Miss Garden"
Publicly announce the withdrawal
of the reward and state that he will
not be prosecuted" said Jessie, as if
the matter was merely one of alb
stract justice. And if you are con-
fident that | shall not again be en-
barrassed by your indiscretions | will
try to overlook the past"
you are very good" he exclaimed,
effusively. ITS more than | deserve,
but you will not regret it, Miss Car.
den. My governor and yours are
mixed up in business, and it's a beast
ly shame, don't you know, that we
should be at odds. By the way, I'm
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