The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1907-12-03

why didn't T learn tQ ride, and
why wasn't 4 brought un on a ranch
or q farm. OF somewhera?" mourned
Harty Townsend
Helen Harsland, daughter OF the
great rancher, Cyrus Marsland, had
come from her home IN Big Timber,
Ariz.. just week before to visit her
aunt. She had taken the young men
OF the town By storm.
She was undeniably attractive. Pc.
ite, Yivacious, sunny tempered with
rosy cheeks and great masses OF gold.
on hair and daredevil light III her
sparkling gray eyes, she was a wom-
an to be desired. she dressed tast.
ily and modishly and possessed that
9avior faire which made her at home
IN the best society. Moreover, there
was about her a certain poise that
might almost be called "swagger,"
and an unanectedness that came
from life on the boundless plains Of
her fathers ranch
"Oh. how I love to see a man that
can sit a horse well" she had exclaim
ca on the occasion OF the first visit
Of Townsend to her and when that
young man was already hopelessly
ln love with her She had described
the bronco busting" scenes to him.
Townsend couldn't ride at all. and
saw the death of his homes right
then.
The next day he saw her riding
with Griscom. and his heart was torn
with anger and, though be didn't real.
lze It, jealousy He began taking rid.
ing lessons. But one cannot become
a good horseman in 3 day. and mean
time he saw her alnost daily with
Groscom. Griscom could ride, but
that was about all he could do. And
on this fact Townsend fastened his
hopes. He believed the girl liked
him.
Miss Marsland delighted to ride the
most spirited horses the livery at.
forded she laughed At Young Town
send when he expressed fear that she
might get an unmanageable one. But
abe was pleased, nevertheless, at his
concern for her.
Townsend had ridden into the coun.
try one day. He had stopped still
and tried TO dismount ana rest under
tree. He didn't like to ride. and
would cheerfully have given 1t up but
for the girl in bis mind that had spur.
red him on
He heard a cry, and locking around,
saw horse coming galloplng down
the read in cloud az dust. The ami.
NAL vas plainly running away. AS It
cane aearer he raw = girl In the sad
die. 1t was Helen MArsland.
As she came nearsr the young man
saw the losk ct fright In her face.
She had lost hold Of the reins and
Was clingins ts the hern OF the sad
die.
He didn't hssitats 2 moment. It
would be a pleasure to be killed try.
ing t. save her, and Immediately he
was r. purssit. Slowly he drew near.
er thsush It seemed svsry instant the
Animal weula thrpw him. He could
almost touoh the runaway. The girl
Hwaysd and fell toward him. With
a great effort he reached ahead anu
caaaht her With enc arm and lifted
her to hiH own saddle.
she lad tainted. He brought his
horse % a atandstil, lifted her down
and laid her on the green grass by
the side Of the roa5 lie BROUGHT
water in his hat from a brook and
revived her How pretty she looked
with her flushed checks on which the
long dark lashes rested.
Her head vas on his knee when
she opened her eyes. she smiled at
hin rusfuily, and IN thar moment his
paradise was complete. for he read
her heart in her eyes
That cayase was certainly 4 wlld
one. she said and the slang word
on her dainty dps, and her refined
tone, had an irresistbly charming
Hound.
He lsughed and helped her TO rise.
she blushed At the admiration which
showed 50 plainly for bis eyes. Then
she regsined her self-uosssaon.
You are really an accomplished
horseman. she said.
Helen" he said-it vas the first
time he had used her arst name.
and she dropped her eyes. blushinr
Helen, mayn't ride beside you Al.
waysf~
she struck the side Of her buck.
skin skirt with her riding whip fas.
tened to her wrist Then she Looked
up.
DO you think you can ksep ID
with meT'
The young mans arms went around
the giFl. snd there o. the quiet coun.
try road thev felt the ecstasy Of
their irst kiss.-ChieagO Journal.
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