The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1906-07-13
PANsY's KNIGHT.
BY Carrie Elizabeth LOGAN.

psAANA VR0hsNA q
ers We're invited to attend. but it was
not Il function to which MIR. lultor
would introduce his young daughter
PansS. 1t had suited Mr.. Fulton's in
%terests to reside in Ell Paso during tho
last five Years, while Pansy was emerg-
ing from girlhood. Ostensibly he con-
Quoted a stationery and book store, bu,
there We're persistent rumors of Il do
mestlc tragedy in New Orleans that haG
sent Gentleman Bob and his little girI
to the Mexican border line.
The music from S. opera house
where the ball was in progress. in
truded its merry measures upon Pansy's
ears. She threw down her book with
a sigh. Il wish l lived in the days OF
chlValry, so that my love migat in
splre some noble character to under
take a deed of mercy or of benefit to
humanity"
Pansy had obeyed her fathers in
structions to close and bar the heavy
suffered windows of their mud pal
ace, AN extensive adobe. Three screen
doors facing the street from us many
rooms We're locked. They furnished
Sufflc1ent air for even the warm May
evening. The young girl was alone.
Nlln, the Chinaman, was haunting the
Sampllng dens, and her father a tole-
phoned that he would be detained.
fansy was not afraid. The house MAS
like Il fortress and She could handle a
revolver.
Others We're skillful i'm like practice.
Above the insistent crash of the band a
report rang out. Shots followed in
quick succession. The lights Went out
and the opera III across the street
Was in darkness. The usual ending
thought Pansy. She picked up her book
and became absorbed in its contents.
Pansy heard no warning sound, bat
feeling Vaguely a living presence. she
raised her eyes. A man in the bewigad
costume of the period of Charles III.
Was watching her from the threshold
of the adjoining room.
Are you real?" asked the girl, Who
seemed dazed by her
II shall not be real long if l am dis
covered said the young man. as he
proceeded to fasten the other wooden
doors.
1T is a dream" thought Pansy. Aloud
she said, II wish you would do some
thing for me-"
If you let me change this c%onfound-
ed costume for a suit of your dads. III
go out in the corral. climb over the
adobe wall bristling with broken glass
bottles, hide in the chaparral. and
when the Frisco express is creeping by
at this point I'll take a side-door Pull
man for your sweet sake, Pansy Flu
ton"
Dads clothes are in the wardrobe in
The next room-but. oh. Sir Knight,
won you please bring back my
Charlie Persons handsome face
flushed. Perhaps Pansy," he am
swered. and disappeared in the dark
.oom beyond.
A noise of shouting and banging at
the street door must ave accelerated
he movements of the cavalier. When
he angry crowd, With Bob Fulton at
It's head. burst into the room he had
gone. Pansy did not know what IA
become of him.
Child" sale her father. The is the
nephew of the man who stole your
mother. l tried to question him at he
masquerade ball, but he shot at me,
The lights and made his escape"
1t was a blistering June day when a
cab drove up to the door of the white
washed adobe Where the Fultons lived.
A tall, handsome woman stepped out.
paid and dismissed the driver. kim
came to the door.
Yes; Miss Fulton in. Heap busy"
Tell her l must see her. and she
swept aside the astonished Kim, and
entered the cool room.
Who wants to see me?" asked
Pansy, smiling in the doorway. The
next moment she was locked in her
mothers arms.
" llell ilC POOI y oN Poa.Ss
put her heart to her daughter. Pansy
flew to the telephone. rs that you.
lad? / have heard from mother. 1t is
all a mistake. She went with a cousin
you had never heard of to see her uncle,
who was dying in prison. She did not
want you to know. Mother says Il a
you took away her child. her home and
her reputation, but she will forgive you
for my sake. Dad, please ask her to
come back. You were in the wrong"
Where is she? I'll take the next
j train" answered Robert Fulton, al1nost
| overcome by his emotion.
Come home, dad. Mother is here
Proud Viola Pierson had suppressed
the knowledge of her uncle's crime and
imprisonment. After ten years OF
welded happiness Walter Person came
with his ather's dying request to sec
her. She went and returned to an
abandoned home. Mr.. Fulton left ar
Pansy, then 9 years old. When Char
lie P~ierson, Walters nephew and adopt
ed son, became old enough for such q
mission he volunteered to look fol-
father and daughter. He was a hot
headed youth, devotedly attached TIC
the insulting manner of Robert Full
ton. he drew his revolver. and. fortu-
nately for his future, only wounde
Faro Tim. His story of lovely Pansy
Fulton ana her innocent request fol
her mothers return brought Viola Full
tor to FL Paso.
Mr.. Fulton sold out all his interests
in New Orleans. and decided to live in
Ell Paso. a rapidly growing railroad
center. Fiv years with UGH a mother
as Viola Fulton had aided Pansy t.
fulfil the splendid promise of her girl
hood. She was singularly lovely as she
stood on the wooden sidewalk in the
red glow of the setting SUM-, awaiting
the approach of Charlie Pierson.
"Thank you," she said earnestly, as
he clasped her hand.
THAT is not the usual reward whel
a knight has fulfilled his lady's re-
i quest" said Charlie, teasingly. Before
the termination of his visit, when Char.
lie asked Pansy If he might hope to wiz
her love, he read in her beautiful
brown eyes, not the dawn of hope, bu'
the mellow first owe of a young gill':
Seart.
In the Swim.
From Puck.
Seed Salesman-Has the wave of reform
that is sweepin' the country struck this vi
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