The Greeley tribune., 1905-11-30
CHAPTER IN.

le1t lne DaA rdlcu utter tne Iulu-
day meal to go in quest of her
~ brother. He had left his com
Portable cabin ON the Bear creek when
he had turned rustler and moved into
the bad mans country" one of
those remote mountain Businesses that
abound in Wyoming and furnish nat
ural protection to the fugitive from
justice. Judith took the left fork Of
the road even rs Peter Hamilton had
chosen the right the day she had
watched him gallop toward Kitty Cole
brooke with never a glance backward.
Judith strove now to put him and the
memory of that day from her mind by
turning toward the open country with
out glance in the direction he had
taken. But her thoughts We're weary
of journeying over that trail that she
would not look toward. In imagina
tion she had travelled it with Peter a
hundred times, saw each dip and turn
of the yellow road. each feature Of the
landscape, as he rode exultant to Kit
| ty, to be turned, tried, taken or left, as
her mood should prompt. But Judith
her heart there was a blending OF joy
and pain, for she knew-such skill has
love in inference from detail-that the
mysterious faraway girl, who was SO
powerful that she could have whatever
she wanted, even to Peter, loved her
own ambitions better than she did Pc
ter or Peters happiness and that she
would not marry him except as make
shift. For Miss Colebrooke wrote
verses. Peter had white Ind gold
volume Of them that Judith fancied he
said his prayers to.
AS for Peter himself, he had never
been able to explain the magic Kitty
had brewed for him. There was
heady quality in the very ring Of her
name. His first glimpse Of her on
class day in a white gown and hat
that to his manly indiscrimination look
ed as guileless as sheaf of poppies
nodding above the pale yellow hair
that had the sheen Of corn silk had
been vision that stirred In him he
roic promptings. He had no difficulty
In securing an Introduction She was
connection Of the Wetmores, as was
he, though through opposite sides of
the house. In the few minutes talk
that followed he had the disconcertins
sensation Of being talked down to-"
There was the tndulgent tolerance Of
the woman of the world to the mice
boy" about this amazing young wom-
an, who might have been eighteen.
Hamilton had repudiated the very sug-
gestion Of being mice boy" But he
felt himself blushing, cropping for
words, saying stupid things, supplying
every requisite Of the mice boy" as If
he We're acting the part.
Later, when he ran the camut of
Some friends, they had chaffed him on
his hardihood. By Jove, he had nerve
to look at her! Didn't he know she was
the Miss Colebrooke? Now, Hamil-
ton was absolutely ignorant of Miss
Colebrooke's right Of way to the def
mite article, but 1t was characteristic
or MIN to make no inquiries. On the
Wnoie, ne found the situation meeting
with n greater number of the artistic
requirements than such situations non.
ally presented. He was still dallyiny
VAN oiAs Pieasdht VaSueneSS Of Sensa-
ton when he picked up copy Of a
magazine. and the name Katherine
Colebrooke caught his eye and held IT
like the flight Of a comet. Her contr,.
button was sonnet entitled THE Mir.
acle. AS n naive emotional confession
The Miracle" interested him. As
sonnet he rent 1t numerically.
Peter was To Iparp ho,,a. a,
tnis sonnet was but solitary fake in
poetic fall OF more or less magnitude
he rather conspicuously avoided a ref.
erence to her poetry when thew mot
again. To him it was the very least OF
her gifts. Her hair, that had the tende,
yellow Of rinentng corn. was worthy ~