Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1907-10-12

Good heavens, girl. in such night!
Why, it's worth your life Listen to
It! The creeks will be up and you'll
have to swim. No, l can't let YOU"
Hes good little horse, and he'll
take me through" Then coming close
she continued: "Oh, boy! Cant you
see that want to help? Can't
you see that I'D die for you II 1t
would do any goodi' He gazeG grave
ly into her wide blue eyes and said
nwkwardly: Yes. ! know. Fin sorry
things areas they are-but you
wouldn't have me lie to you, little We
man."
mo. You're the only true man
ever knew. | guess that's why | love
you. And | do love you, oh, SO much.
I want to be good and worthy to love
you too
She laid her face against his arm and
caressed him with clinglng tenderness,
while the wind yelled loudly about the
caves and the windows drummed be-
Meath the rain. His heavy brows knit
themselves together as she whispered:
81 love you! l love you'll l love
you!" with such an agony OF longing
In her voice that her soft accents were
sharply distlngushable above the tur-
MOL. The growing wildness seemed
a part Of the womans passion, which
whipped and harrled her like willow
in blast.
Things IRE fearfully jumbled," he
said finally. ''And this is bad time
to talk about them. I wish they might
be different. No other girl would do
what you have offered tonight"
"Then why do you think Of that
woman7' she broke in fiercely. shes
bad and false She betrayed you once;
she's IN the play now; you've told me
SO yourself. Why don't you be man
and forget herr"
II can't" he said simply. You're
wrong, though, when you think she's
bad. found tonight that she's good
and brave and honest. The part she
played was played innocentIy, I'm sure
Of that, in spite Of the fact that she'll
marry Mcnamara. It was she who
heard them plotting and risked her
reputation to warn me-"
Cherry's face iwhitened, while the
shadowy eagerness that had rested
there died utterly. "She came into
that dive alone2 She did tlat?" He
nodded, at which she stood thinking
for some time, then continued: you're
honest with me, Roy, and I'll be the
same with you. I'm tired Of deceit,
tired of everything. I tried to make
you think she was bad, but in my own
heart knew differently all the time.
She came here today and humbled her
self to get the truth, humbled herself
to me, and sent her away. She sus-
pected, but she didn't know, and when
she asked for information l insulted
her. That's the kind Of creature
am. sent her back to Strive, who
offered to tell her the whole story"
"What does that renegade want2"
"Can't you guess?"
"Why, I'd rather The young man
ground his teeth, but Cherry FASTENED.
"You needn't worry; she won't see
him again. She loathes the ground he
walks on"
"And yet he's no worse. than that
other scoundrel. Come, girl, we have
work to do; we must act, and act
quickly" He gave her his message to
Dextry, then she went to her room and
slipped into a riding habit. When she
came out he asked: Where is your
raincoat? You'll be drenched in no
time"
II can't ride with it.. I'll be thrown,
anyway, and don't want to be all
bound up. Water won't hurt me-"
She thrust her tiny revolver into her
dress, but he took 1t and upon examina-
ton shook his head.
IF you need gun you'll need
good one" He removed the belt from
his own waist and buckled his Colts
about her.
"3ut your she objected.
"Pll get another in ten minutes"
Then as they were leaving, he said:
zone other request, Cherry. III be
In hiding for time, and must get.
word to Miss Chester to keep watch
Of her uncle, for the big fight is on
at last and the boys will hang him sure
If they catch him. l owe her this last
warning. Will you send 1t to her3"
'Ill do it for your sake, not for her,
no. no; don't mean that. III do the
right thing all round. Leave 1t here
and I'll see that she gets it tomorrow
And, Roy, be careful Of yourself.
Her eyes were starry and In their
depths lurked neither selfshness nor
jealousy now, only that mysterious
glory Of woman who makes sacrifice
Together they scurried back to the
stable, and yet, in that short distance,
she would have been swept from her
feet had he not seized her. They blew IN
through the barn door, streaming and
soaked by the binding sheets that
drove scythelike ahead of the wind.
He struck light, and the pony
whinnied at recognition Of his mis-
tress. She stroked the little fellows
muzzle while Glenister cinched on her
saddle. Then when she was at last
mounted, she leaned forward:
"Will you kiss me once, Roy, Tor
the last timer
He took her rain wet face between
his hands and kissed her upon the lips
az no would ha-n ealuted little maid.
Sixty
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