Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1905-12-03


 hin, and knowing. only loved the more. Peter put restraining hand on Dol ly's bride and called Judlths name, and all the mountains made music of it. The echo sang the old Hebrew name as if it had been psalm Peters voice gave it to the mountains joyous ly. but the mountains gave it back Ill the minor And Judith was reminded of the soft. singing syllaDles that her mother in the Indian way had made Of her daughters Indian name. He re. membrance tugged at her heart. ln her ioy at seeing Peter she had for gotten that the errand that had brought her was an errand of life and death. life and death for her brother.
 But Peters ready enthusiasms press ed him hard. Surely love making was tue business of such night. "Ah Jus dlt,i goddess of the heights, if could sing your name like the mountains. would you love me q little:'
 For his pains he had q flash of white teeth in smile that recalled his first acquaintance with Kitty the sort of
  wheE hls naIleuvers were q trifle ob vious Not if you sang my name as the chorus of all the Himalayas and the Rockies and Andes and with the fire of ali their volcanoes and the beau ty of the.r snows and the strength of all their bills. for it not my way to love {, little"
 He bent toward her to brush her cheek lightly, but Judith. who said lit tie because she felt much. was in no mood 10 brook such daliiance, and. urg ing tile nlare sharply. she cantered down the divide at peril of life and nmb Peter. clrsing the heavy footed beast he rodo came stumbling after.
 Judith rode wildly through the night, leay:Ls Peter laps behlnd to beseech. to propheS: dire happening if she should slip. and to scramble after as best ha ntght ou the heavy footed :,east he repudated with all his ances- tors as oxen to the fourth generation. But the woman kept her pace She had stern questions to put to herself, ard they Were likely to have truer an swerS if Peter were elsewhere than riding beside her Whither was he go- jngs They had met casually on a trail known to feW honest men. It led over ] spur of the Wind river to d sort of no mans land. the hiding place of horsc and cattle thieves. She had gone to warn her brother Could he be go- ing there She could not bring herself to finish
 Her heart wa divided against itself Within it we're fought again the red and the white m&u's battles bitterly and to the finish. And now the white man, with his open warfare. won, and all her love rose up and scourged her little faith She would wait on the trail for Peter. penitent and ashamed. And while she waited suspicious bred of her Indian blood stirred distrustful- ly. and she told herself that her moth CTS daughter nade d Nvorthy champion i of the ways of white men. Did Hamil- ton hunt he3, brother gollowsward. mak- ing merry with her the meantime? He had not even been courteously con- cerned as to where she was going when they met on the divide. and she had
 
 destination.
 She was Icy this time well down the divide The temperature had risen per ceptibly on the down grade. The heat of the plains had already mingled with the cool hill air The heights where Ne- nus kept her love vigil were already past. Judith gave Dolly breathing spell. herself !ounging easily mean while. She knew how to take her ease ill the saddle as well as any COW puncher on the range
 Peter. coming up with q much blow! horse found her chanting an Indian soaS.
 'Siny a verse for nc Judith. Heave:I ss::t3Ws need something to stra.giten oGt my infe'aal luck
 She had begun to can't. then stopp":. sutidenly. "I must not. You know l am a C9thaiic" Suspicion that ha been srotailed. not killed. raised it's