Rogue River courier. (Grants Pass, Or.) 1886-1927, 1906-12-14

gentle, but he is as firm as any prin-
cess in all the world"
"But your arm?' she cried. "Didn't
you say it was your legs? Your arm ia
covered with blood too. Oh. dear me
I'm afraid you are frightfully wound,
cd"
"a stray bullet from one of my men
struck me there, think. You know
there was but little time for aiming
"Wait! Let me think a minute,
Good leavensv she exclaimed, with a
start. Her eyes were suddenly filled
with tears, and there was break in
her voice. II shot you! Don't deny II
DON'T 1t Is the right arm, and your
men could not have hit it from where
they stood. Oh, oh, OH"
Baldos smiled as he barred his arm.
"Your aim was good" he admitted.
Had not my knife already been in the
lions heart your bullet would have
gone there. 1t is my misfortune that
my arm was in the way. Besides, your
highness, it has only cut through the
skin, and little below, perhaps. 1t
will be well In day or two am
sure you will find your bullet in the
carcass of our lamented friend, the
probable owner Of this place"
Ravone, a hungry looking youth, took
charge of the wounded leader, while
her highness retreated to the farthest
corner of the cavern. There she sat
and trembled while the wounds were
being dressed. Aunt Fanny hustled
back and forth, first unceremoniously
pushing her way through the circle of
men to take observations and then re-
porting to the impatient girl. The
storm had passed, and the night was
still except for the rush of the river.
Raindrops fell now and then from the
trees. glistening like diamonds as they
touched the light from the cavern's
mouth. 1t was all very dreary, uncan-
ny and oppressive to poor Beverly. Now
and then she caught herself sobbing.
more out of shame and humiliation
than in sadness, for had she not shot
the man who stepped between her and
death? What must he think Of her?
HE says yo all d bettah 60 to bald,
Miss Bev-yo' highness," said Aunt
Fanny after one Of her trips.
"Oh. he does, does hep shifted Bev-
erly. "I'll go to bed when l please.
Tell him so. No, no-don't do It, Aunt
Fanny! Tell him I'll go to bed when
I'm sure he is quite comfortable, not
before"
"But he's jes' goat puncheh er az
Hes man, II there ever was one.
Don't let me hear you call him goat
puncher again. How are his legsY'
Aunt Fanny was almost stunned by
this amazing question from her ever
decorous mistress. "Why don't you
answer? Will they have to be cut Oft
Didn't you see them?"
"Fo' de Lawd's sake, missy, co'se
All did. but yo' all kindeh susprise me.
Dey's petty bad skun up, missy; de
hides peeled up consId' bile. But hit
ain dang'ous, no, ma'am-jes' skun;
ats ALL"
"And his arm-where shot himr
"Puffec'ly trinin, ma'am-yo' high
ness. CObwebs d stop de bleedIn'. an
Ah tole 'em so, but at felleh couldn'
un'stan' me. Misteh What's-his-name.
he says somethin' to de docteh, an den
dey goes afteh de cobwebs, suah
'nough. Tain bleedin' no mo-, missy.
He's mostes peah dom ve'y fne. Co'se
he cain walk fo' sev'l days wiv dem
laigs O. his'n. but
"Then, in heavens name. how are
we to get to EdelweissT'
HE en- ride, CANT he? Wha's to
hindeh him."
Quite right. He shall ride inside the
coach. Go and see If / can do any
thing for him."
Aunt Fanny returned in few min
utes.
He says yo'li do him a great favoh
If yo' jes' go to bald He sends his
'spects an hopes yo' slumbeh won be
disturbed ag'in."
Hes perfect brutew exclaimed
Beverly, but she went over and crawl
ed under the blankets and among the
cushions the wounded man had scorn-
ed.