Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1906-02-27

er ftIlou@il. Ihats the time when the routine and discipline pinch hardest Oil the niell- After lNo years of grind that hated 1 had a visit homc-a de lc9Gs free tiiiIc-;,ad to get back into school. back into those cold. gray bar: racks. Was like going into strait jacipt. The first few weeks after the vacation are times of disorder d period of boyish Geviltly, and took my share ill il. My breach of discipline was nothing hore than a boys frolic. l sllouli have been punished for it, and that would h,.ve ended it. but l hated one Gf t.:e officers. the diseiplinari;ln, ] and when he rounded lne up lie rasped me till l lest lay head Being d quick tempered youth. l answered him. He aGased n!e sIlanlefa!lF. aud 1 struck him il tie face. aad that ended ny stay It iTe=s; Point.
 "Gh. L s,s.= t5a.lsi., How wf5ess!.'
 "No, it w&s ,ot %ra..s would Go it a@:.in. Iha sIi.:.,1 sss== :. u.sl a ;oaa in addressing lae whse.l !, }t=..=1l h;,s t i right 70 Use 10 anot5.7r. You N.5Uj jT.'t suppose a t9ue could hurt. 6Ht 1t d.l
 
 my career as d soldier. My h7Hla w3s on the Ohio river, u2i far from Cincil- natl, and nly family stil, l:7es t.iafe Our whole country is rich i,! tnaditi9a 9azs of General Grant, and my father had selected me out of ali his sons to be the soldier of his family. You know how some men try to map their sons. careers. Don't you see, I couldn't go home"'
 Yes, l can see it was hard for youI father. Was your mother living:"
 Yes, she's living yet. write her every week, but hot one word has passed between my father and me since my dismissal. Naturally enough, l driftcd west and into cattle ranching. 1 liked the excitement of it. and I'd been trained to ride and to shoot gradually became COW boss and fore man, and so you found me, with q few thousand dollars saved up. Your com ing changed every current ill my life. 1 became ambitious to do something. to be rich. came here. 1 bought this mine. and there shines my gold" He held it toward her again. NOW I can go home. My court martial becomes a joke. Don't you see? My father is human. He would not receive me poor and disgraced. With big mine behind me the case will be different
 Are we all purchasable with gold?" she asked. ga
 HIS high mood sank a little. Don't misjudge me. It's not so clear in my mind as when I met you at the door. Money does help-you know it does. It extends mans power; it makes him effective for good, if good Is in him. was a rancher when you met me; we stood in a different relation from that which we occupy now. Isn't that true?"
 "Yes," she slowly answered, but it isn't because of your mine"
 What is it because off"
 Ut is because you have been kind and considerate of my brother.'
 He looked disappointed "Is that all? I hoped you liked me for myself
 "I do-like you," she answered.
 Gan you not love me?"
 Do not press me-" She spoke sharp ly, a flash of resentment in her eyes.
 II didn't intend to do so," he humbly replied II fear I've made mess of it, just as I have with all the rest of my life. But this morning when we un- covered that vein it seemed as though 1 had a chance to recover my place in the world. I've wasted ten years of my life masquerading here and there, but that is finished. Since l saw you life began to be serious business With me. You smile, but you know what l mean. and if you would only give me time would make you proud of me- He paused and looked about him. The mist seemed Tightening, as if intiltrated with golden vapor. It was in motion also, and far to the westward small patches of blue sky showed momen- tarily. Ut is clearing" he said in a quiet voice, though his eyes were wet. 1.-The west wind is setting in."
 The beauty of the girl as she faced him there in the mist was shining, all conquering in it's pulse and glow. Il love you, and l want you to know it. Some time will ask you to be my wife,"
 You must not do that" she cried out. You will only lead up to disap- pointment. Don't you see how impos- sible it is? You are of the west, am a city dweller. am not fitted to help you. My whole life and training have been such that am totally unfitted for the life you would lead. Please do not misread me- It is not question of your wealth or your poverty. It's my own way of life, my own mind. don't want to hurt you, but I must tell you that it is impossible to think of quite impossible" and she turned away toward the cabin, now half disclosed.
 The door was open and Kelly and the two lads were on the floor picking at a small sack or ore. Mrs. Kelly looked up at Ann, laughing, with tears on hor checks "I don't believe it. not