Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1906-02-02
A THOUSAND
A YEAR
BY Franz II. .Sevest
Copyright. 1906. BY RUBY Douglas

} COpNTt0h, 1905. BY RUBY Douglas Z
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A flash across an open space so quick
between cover and cover as to leave
only an impression Of bush tail and
pointed nose and then a wild chorus of
discovering yelps, accompanied by a
dozen forms plunging frantically across
the open space and into the chinquapin
bushes beyond.
But fifty feet farther on was an out.
cropping hedge broken by crevices and
tunnels into natural and safe hiding
place for the hunted. From the time
the fox had been started, an hour be~
fore, its winding and doubling course
had been tending gradually toward
this asylum. as II with an idea that
after playing with the dogs until weary
Of the sport or perhaps feeling the need
Of rest it could whisk into safety. For
the last few minutes the fox had tan
Alizingly checked its speed until the
open jaws of the pack almost closed
upon the bushy tail; then, with a sud
den jaunty tilt, the brush rose into the
air as If In parting salute and with its
owner dropped into one Of the narrow
crevices, leaving the pack yelping its
disappointment without. A few min
utes later two horses with their riders
crossed the space and came to a stop
among the dogs.
Il am glad he escaped, even If it
isn't sportsmanlike,' laughed one OF
them. Il felt sure the dogs would get
him at the open back there, they We're
SO close. It was narrow escape"
I'm not SO sure Of that, Miss Bris.
tow" the other answered. 1.-THE fox
struck me as looking too fresh for such
dangerous propinquity to be natural.
I've an idea his plans were all laid re-
garding this ledge and that he was
merely amusing himself with the dogs.
Shall call them Off and start them in
search of a new scent? Nothing can
draw this fox from his stronghold
now
mo; wait until papa comes. His
falling behind meant that his horse
went lame, and he probably has gone
back to the stable for another. He will
join US before long"
She touched her horse lightly. urging
him to the top Of the ledge. from which
they could look down into the valley.
Allan followed closely.
! 1T is one Of the most beautiful spots
l ever saw" he said as his gaze swept
over the broad, fertile acres of the
farm to the lofty ridges that inclosed
/ 1t on every side. you have the gran.
deur of wild, untouched nature Joined
to the charm of peaceful rural life-a
rare combination"
His eyes left the valley and came
back to her. with an expression in
them that made her turn away with q
half smile. Allan had been here two
months now and in that time had
learned things that had not hitherto
entered into his plans for livelihood
His hand trembled slightly as it check
ed the restiveness of his horse.
Yes; it is beautiful here, and we are
happy" she answered, but there wa.
trouble in her voice Then with sud
den raillery: "You ought to be happy
too. Mr.. Tisdale. if. as they say, it il
prosperity that makes happiness. W.
had a letter from Emmett yesterday
and he writes glowingly of your mine
He thinks there is lot Of money il
it. And" looking Mt him inquiringly
"he writes as though he might pur
chase an interest in the mine."
Allan's face became grave.
II hope not" he answered. Il lik
your brother Emmett too we'll to wisl
: him such bad luck He preached tn
subject to me once. and put him of
l thought perhaps his management o
the mine for awhile would disenchan
him. Emmet's great fault is being to'
sanguine, though" with grimace. -
was somewhat that way myself. sup
pose"
,, 1.-THE mine didn't pay?"
, lit has cost me thousand yea
above my income SO far, and
He stopped suddenly, for she wa
) laughing, irresistibly. 1t seemed.
/ Il beg your pardon" she gasped
checking herself with an effort. Il
> something struck me as very funny
But please go on. will not laugh an
more. A thousand year. you sald!
"Yes," looking at her curiousl,
r "above the income / receive from Eng
q land. l wouldn't like Emmett to incu
the same loss. AS soon as l get bac
'. l shall try to sell. The machinery vii
be worth a small sum. And" his fac
kindling and his eyes again sweepin
over the valley and back 10 her face
"a 1x<~<l
e culture. but never realized it cOul
show up to such advantage as it doe
here. My idea was that farmers ha
to keep hold of pillow handles an
things, but your father doesn't do any
thing except SO fox hunting and rea
magazines and listen to his foreman
report, and only this morning he toll
me that he had no other resources tina
the farm IL have been thinking {
" it all the morning l will buy a vale