Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1907-12-17

EWIST0N EVENING TELLER, TUT
circle to picture The sioCIace below the
barracks At last. rising, he drew his
blanket close about him, put the grain
sack over his tangled hair and, with
parting look toward Dallas and the
evangelist, went slowly out
Perfect quiet followed the pariah's
going. His recital of the conflict, dumb
though it was. had powerfully stirred
the little audience, for as he had pro-
ceeded with his crude mimicry the Inn
agination of the others had filed In
the scenes he could not sketch.
The section boss spoke first. Not In
capable of feeling, yet disliking TO
show emotion because it might be
counted q weakness, he fastened to
clear the air. Say, Dallas" he drawl-
ed, with q survey Of the battlefield, "he
ought t had some red Mexican beans
fer his Injuns" But the remark failed
to appeal.
David Bond made a shakedown for
himself beside Lancaster's bunk, using
an armful of hay and the robes aud
quilts from his pung. However, the
fact that he needed rest or that his
couch was ready did not tempt him
from the fire. Long after his host dis
appeared behind the swinging Navajo
blankets he sat by the hearth. Aid
Dallas stayed with him, Marylyn y
sleepy head pillowed in her lap.
The elder girl felt strangely drawn
to him. He returned the interest he In
spired. Like Lounsbury, he marked
the unusual character of this woman
of the far frontier. But he saw further
than had the younger man: With her
father and sister she was all firmness
and strength, as If she held herself to
be the mainstay of the family, yet
now and then unwittingly she betray-
ed qualities that were distinctly oppo-
site. Like Lounsbury, too, when he
touched upon the subject of her life
1t was to inquire If she had spent any
of its years in town. He felt certain
that she had not: at the same time his
belief was curiously contradicted by
her bearing.
I'll always live on the plains" she
said, having told him of the mesa and
their migration north. IF left 'em
for awhile I'd learn things | don't
know now, and when I came back
maybe I wouldn't be satisfied with the
shack or with dad and Maj ylyn."
Child, where did you get thai
thought?'' he asked, astonished.
II don't know-only my mother
would "a been happy In Texas II she'd
been born there. But she wasn't, and
she wanted her old home till she died
She wanted her old home till she
died-it was only sentence, yet the
quiet pathos Of 1t barred to him the
tragedy of that mothers exile.
Never a great city, daughter" ht
advised "Stay here, menaced by In
dams, among rough men and women
with storms and toll besetting you, bu
never go to a great city. 1t Is Close
and dirty and paved, and in 1t no maj
may fill his lungs with pure air o.
touch his feet to Gods green earth"
"In cities" questioned Dallas, but IL
low tone, as if she wished no one t.
overhear-"in cities do-do the womel
little, though without disturbing Mary
lyn, so that he might see her plain
collarless waist and straight. scan
skirt.
He gave her a smile-a smile as rar'
and transforming as her own. Sh'
had allowed him glimpse of her sup
pressed girlishness. Would that the.
hn oncxrynrad
81 mean in cities like-like-Bis
marck," she said. triie consciously.
ps-some-eh-let me see." Fl
was perplexed. He saw the eager llgh
in her face, saw that for some reaso
, she was striving to compare hersel
with the women of the settled district
and to learn from him the very thing
. she had feared might bring dissatisfat
, ton with her life. He did not wish
! teach discomfort. He would not tie
a an untruth. So he created a diversio
. by taking up his ulster and searchin
) in a capacious pocket
Z ''But they-they-don't plow."
q David Bond brought forth limp an
n battered Bible. NO." he said; "n
1 they-they don't plow."
: "Ah" She looked into the fire. {
Il a sudden two memories had returne
4 one of the passing musicians, wit
q their nudging and insolent smirks; II
v other Of a man who had leaned baC
l. In his saddle and laughed-after a
O perhaps not at her name.
n I-I suppose they're more like Mar
Il lyn," she faltered.
+ The evangelist adjusted his silv'
bowed spectacles and smiled down
) her. "And If they are would it VIC
d ny you, daughter
q She shook her head slowly and loo
'. ed away.
, He turned his back, so that both la
n tern and fire light could reach b
e pages, and, opening the book at "a
. dom, began to read. The chapter don
ba rouud and OlanPad at n