Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1906-02-01

her sense or INJURY uPepenPu mo uls-
like of Raymond and the life he rep
resented. Therefore she took care not
to see him as he was borne into Bar
nett'S house .'IIe is nothing to me-
and ] must decline to be troubled by
him further" she said as she was
dressing 10 90 out
Mrs. Barnett, however. was waiting
and when the carriage in which he
lay came to the door FASTENED to take
his hand il both of hers and make him
welcome. I'm glad you came, Rob.
We are going to have you out in few
days. How do you fcel?'
In his weak state he could only boy
ishly say: ooh, I'm on the up grade.
You and Don are mighty good to me.
Thereafter Raymond abandoned him
self to the joy Of travelling back to life
along such ways of wanton luxury as
he had never known. He permitted
himself to be waited upon. even by
Mrs. Barnett. without protest, an'
when Louis came stealing into the
room in awe and love his; heart went
out to the boy as to n brother.
Hello, younker.." he called you
needn't walk so soft voiced. I'm worth
dozen dead men yet
The boys face shone. II thought
you were asleep. Can l do anything
for you:'
mo; only come and sit down and
talk to me. What have you been do
ing since you came back to the
Springs?"
Louis took a seat. Nothing Of any
consequence, except to make some
drawings of the ranch. It's dull here.
/ want to go into the mountains"
you're wonderful youngster.
Wait till I'm able to travel. and We'll
go up into the high country together
Louis clapped bis hands. Won't
that be glorious? I'd rather do that
than anything else in the world"
"How is your sister?' asked Ray.
mond, with abrupt change of tone.
"She is we'll. She's always well.
We just came in from drive. That's
the reason ! wasn't here to help you.
Did it hurt you going upstairs?"
Not a bit The boys handled me
as tenderly as side O pork. Let me
see your drawings, will you?"
The boys face glowed. "Well, you
just wait" And he rushed away to
get them.
Mrs. Barnett upon meeting Ann said,
with deep feeling: "Rob's illness has
transformed him. He said to me a
few moments ago: If you can find the
man who shot me, reward him. He
has done me a great service. am
lost in dream Of luxury He asked
after you with emotion and said he
would like to thank you for your serv
ice to him"
Ann, listening intently, remained cold.
ly impassive of face. Mrs. Scribbins
was the really efficient person. have
q horror Of sick people, and as for
wounds She shuddered for lack of
words
Mrs. Barnett went on: II like to do
for him, he's so grateful and SO ODE.
dent. He says just the right thing al.
ways. There must be good breeding
back of the man, although he never
his family. There's some love
affair to account for his being here.
Don't you think 500"
"He insisted not" replied Ann. "He
begged me to consider that his life had
been quite commonplace"
IL don't believe it. He couldn't be
commonplace. He said to me just now,
Sometimes man must hear the wash
of the river Of death to realize how flu,
tile he has allowed his life to become.
His gratitude toward you is pathetic
Ann froyynec. Its worse; it's OPP
pressive. did so little, and that little
was not done with a gracious spirit. II
didn't enjoy it then nor In retrospect
You mustn't let him know that. His
Of you positively irradiates his
face, and he's very handsome. He in
sists that you were heroic"
Ann grew little petulant. II wish
you wouldn't try to make mountains
out Of molehills. 1t was a most I'M
pleasant experience, and l wish to for.
get it, not to have it dinned in my ears
forever. My going was folly, and my
stay in that CHASTITY place was a tor
ment. Please allow me to put it out OF
my memory
Ann had moment Of bitter home
sickness, q feeling she had never known
before. This mad trip into the west
with reckless and supersensitive boy
grew each moment more disastrous. At
the moment she fairly hated her cous-
ms and all the guests at their table and
longed, with unspeakable hunger, for
the roll Of carriages on Fifth avenue
and the glitter and tumult of Broad
way. The stony, uninterested stare OF
her mother was better than this pry-
ing, this overstrained interest on the
part Of Jeanette.
AS for Raymond, he had been mo-
interesting as cowboy. and
when he was lying at the brink of the
grave he had assumed tragic value, but
now that he was on the way to recov-
cry he ceased to interest. HE is mere
ly one Of the thousands OF other COM
young eastern men who have
tried their fortunes in the west and
failed" she said 'Why should I be
burdened with any further care Of
hin:"
At dinner Don told again for the for
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