Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1906-01-13

sSIteu. IuOuRn DdFueneu sinner,
pang shot through him as a ray of sun
light will penetrate some dark and
musty corner. and desire came to him,
a desire that vaguely united his wife
with this girl. Could he through the
one atone for his cruelty to the other?
Little GAL" he said, refining In his
horse, I'd We live In thereT"
yes"
with father and motherT'
"Mother-that Is, have been brought
up to consider her my mother. But
since have grown reckon she amt"
Where is she?"
shes gone somewheres."
'Do you have to work hardr'
Eyes"
"1'm looking for a girl like you.
How would you like TO marry mel
I've got plenty of money, and you'd
have nothing to do but amuse your
self"
A faint color rose to her face and
CLEAN of interest came into her eyes.
She looked the man over from head to
foot.
"I'll be mighty kind to YOU" he add
ed.
What would Bill dor
who's Bill?"
"My young Teller; but he's poor and
I'd have to work lot"
Never mind BILL"
Several men were coming, and as
Brayton spoke the last words one OF
them, a fine looking young fellow,
stepped out from the rest and said:
Reckon ye will mind Bill. stranger.
I'm Bill and I'd like to know what
ye're monkeyin' round here forT'
"Oh, only asked the gal If she'd like
to marry a man that could give her
plenty Of money. She knows best what
she wants"
"Dolly," said the young man re-
proachfully, "have ye been encourag-
Ing the Stranger
Dunno" she replied, apparently IN
certain.
young man." said Brayton, reckon
you will have to fight for her."
I'm yer man." replied the young
ster, casting a reproachful glance at
the girl and vengeful one at Brayton.
Brayton dismounted, the young
mans friends arranged the terms, and
the principals took positions with re-
volvers, the girl looking on. They were
to begin firing at the discharge of a
pistol and continue to do so till one Of
them dropped There was no need,
however, for more than the first shot.
Brayton was too quick for the young
man and sent a bullet into his side,
which dropped him. Then, after the
damage consequent upon her indecision
had been done, the girl plainly showed
her preference by taking her Bill In
her arms and going into Mysteries.
The lover was carried into the >use
and Brayton was left standing alone
outside. The momentary desire to
anchor himself to something better,
something akin to his only real love,
had but led to a new victim. He
sighed. 1t was the first time he had
ever sighed at bringing down an
enemy.
Hearing a footstep behind him, he
turned. A woman was approaching
who, the moment she saw him, stopped
and stared at him.
Are you Frank Brayton?" she asked.
Eyes. And you Moll BruceT
Eyes. What ye dom here? Better
steer clear o. this house yer standln'
before"
"Why?"
well, there's some one lives there
with me-that's my housewife ye'd
rather not see-that is, II We got g.
spark o. decency left in ye."
"DollT asked the man eagerly, yet
with a shudder.
mo. Doll died in my arms, and as
there was no one but me to care for her
baby 1 took her and brought her up
as my own. I don't want her to know
anything about her father. She's Il
good girl, and 1t would kill her.
Then 1t broke upon Brayton that the
only worthy impulse that had come to
him In many years had been excited by
bis own daughter.
"Moll," he said. Ego in there. Some
pins happened. You'll find a young
Teller wounded, mebbe killed. Do the
best you can for him and let me know
II he lives. You can write me at D.
Goodby. Here, take this for her. and
III send more"
He took a roll of bills from his
pocket and, handing them to the won.
an, mounted and dashed away Mt Il
sallop.
After all. Brayton's daughter did not
have life of hard work. Brayton was
killed a few months later and left her |
4 small fortune. She never knew how !
t had been acquired. And her lover,
who recovered, never knew to whom
ais wife was Indebted.