The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1905-12-13

diary, MS those uutnmcd. manly faces
were well worth looking at. Reckless
they were in many instances and some
times the lines of hardship were cruel
ly writ across young faces that had
not yet lost the down of adolescence,
but there were humor and endurance
and the courage that knows how to
make crouy OF death and get right
good sport from the comradeship
Their faults were the faults OF lusty,
red blooded youth, and their virtues
the open handed generosity, the ready
sympathy Of those uncertain filters at
life who ride or fall in the tourney Of
new country.
At present "the yearling," drinking
her execrable coffee In an agony of
embarrassment, weighed heavily on
their minds. They would have liked
to rise as man and ask II there was
anything they could do for her. But
as n glance toward the end of the
table seemed to increase her discom
future tenfold. they did the kindest and
for them the most difficult thing and
looked In every direction but Miss Car
michaers. With delicacy Of percep-
ton that the casual observer might not
have given them credit for they had
RETAINED from taking seats directly
opposite her or those Immediately on
her right which, as she occupied the
last seat at the table, gave her at least
small degree of seclusion.
As one after another OF them came
filing in, bronzed, rugged, radiating
beauty of youth and health that no
sketchy exigence OF apparel could oh
scure, some one already seated at the
table would put foot on n chair OPP
posite him and send 1t spinning out I'm.
to the middle of the floor M hint to
the newcomer that that was his re.
served seat and the COW puncher,
sheep herder, prospector or man about
town, as the ease might be. would
take the hint and the chair, leaving
the petticOat separated from the som.
breros by a tableland OF oilcloth and a
range Of four chairs.
But now entered man who failed
to take the hint of the spinning chair
In fact, he entered the eating house
with the air Of one who has dropped
In casually to look for a friend and In.
cidentally to eat his breakfast He
stopped In the doorway, scanned the
table with deliberation and started to
make his way toward Mary Carmi-
chael with something Of swagger
Some one kicked chair toward him
at the head OF the table. Some one
else nearly upset him with one before
he reached the middle.
But the man made his way to the
end Of the table and drew out the chair
opposite Mites Carmichael with de-
gree Of assurance that precipitated the
rest Of the table into pretty pother.
Suppose she should countenance his
audacity? The fair have been known
to succumb to the headlong force OF
charge when the persistence Of long
Siege has failed signally. What figures
they would cut II she did, And Simp-
son. Of all men! A growing tension
had crept into the atmosphere of the
eating house. Knives and forks played
but internationally, and Mary, sitting at
the end of the oilcloth covered table.
felt intaitively that she was the center
Of the brewing storm.
From the look OF the yearling's chin
l think he'll get all that's coming to
him." whispered the man who had
nearly upset him with the second chair.
The man Simpso was not a pleasant
vis-a-vis. He wore the same pictur-
esque rutiianliness Of apparel as his
fellows, but The resemblance stopped
there. He lacked their dusky bloom,
their clearness Of eye, the suppleness
and easy flow of muscle that is the
hall mark of these frontiersmen. He
was fat and squat and had not the rich
bronzing of wind. sun and rain His
small black eyes twinkied from his
puffy white face'lke raislns In dough
pudding.
He was ogling Mary amiably when
the woman who kept the eating house