Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1906-07-07
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"Wsll. this 10 just where I met Nan
that day. i can see her now. bless her
heart. dancing along In the little short
skirts and baby cowboy boots she ioved
to wear and dangling her big sonbrero
by its cord. She hadn't seen me. and
I turned to hike back the way came.
for Lee Bailey was ON her trail and ia
seen them together - often ~ I could
possibly stAad 1t.
Just as she came 10 that turn whene
the bowlder tuts out she gave . litr1a
scream and TUNED % Suddenly that her
foot slipped and down she went right
on the edge She held IN to that rock
for dear life and shrielaed: Lee! On,
Leer
THAT Lee settled me. and l stood
!sitlll. like a stubborn mule. and let hel
yell. | knew he could pick her w
easily enough. and I wouldn't butt In
But wherf reconneitered around the
bowlder I was behtnd was the cause
Of the disturbance-fhis Mr.. Rather,
rufiihng himself up IKE the cell Of an
electrocutioner and disruting TIE right
Of way with my gin.
And there was Miss Nan. white Will
fear. staggering right On the edge OF
fhe preeipice. too paraiy1ed to move
back up the trail"
Where was Bailey. tf,~ noble rex.
cner:" l asked as Dane paused ant
gazed refiectively into the lighted enc
OF his cigar
Yes: that was what l wanted tr
know. He'd made for camp Oh iope-
that's wher. he WIS, the coward--to get
a fishing rod IL kill the snake with. he
explained afterwarl. hut It didn't 20
down with Nan. When | saw her nat
ural protector deserving her l stepped
out In the road. bowed low. pulled my
gun and blew the gentleman's head oil
the rattlers. not Bailey's. though that
would have been Il Job I'd my liking
too. He wasn't as much Of gentle
man as Mr.. Snake. for he was polite
enough TO tell right out what sort of
poison critter he was. while the human
serpent wasn't"
and Nan?" even forgot to puff
smoke in my interest
acted just right. like the heroine in
northumberland promptly on to
the shoulder Of her faithful knight, and
when he'd walked her up again by
means Of kisses and other shocks she
promised to love and obey him ever
after, and nothing would do but that
snakeskin must be flxed up with the
trimmings you saw as one Of our Lares
and Penatas, but whether Lar or Il
Penate don'tknow. being rather mis-.
ty on mythology since l left college
All. there's tho moon at last! Isn't this
country great ut night?"
Yes, yes"' l exclaimed impatiently.
without a glance at the wonderful
panorama u rolling. pine clad, snow
capped submits now being transtig.
ured by the rising glory. But wha,
became Of Nan? Why didn't you
marry
'Oh. there you are. dear!'' called oUt
d silvery voice ahead Of US farther mp
, the slope. 1--WE been waiting for you
long time. You have been two hours
CIlIHUIuE tiic cuICh , tuile ND tlit
| short cut. 1t takes u.ore breath, but
! less time"
"Well. little girl, you've gbt plenty Of
BOTH answered her husband. sprawl
Ing himself over the thick pine needles
at pretty Mrs. Danes feet and laying
his head shamelessly on her lap. Her
small fingers buried themselves in his
hair. lie pulled them down to his lips.
1--WE took the time because ! was using
up all my breath telling Jack about the
snakeskin belt, Nan, dear"
ooh, that old story" I could see her
blush delicately In the moonlight.
Another light than that Of the moon
broke in on my darkened senses. oh
then you did marry herr thought Jon
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