The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1908-02-06

| er and nearer came the sound Of the
horses hoofs. Dutch 10. fighting
drunk, was gaining ON her. The next
turn in the trail would bring him into
| view.
1--WE got to stop him." gasped Miss
Lovilla. trembling. but resolute.
New, whatever Dutch jos original
expectations had been in coming MP to
camp armed and whisky brave. he Ger,
tainly did not expect to be held up by
any such nonshootab,e object as a
woman. Neither did his horse, which
| promptly snorted and backed, skirts
having greater terrors for it than
| spurs.
"Shtand out of the wayr' vociferated
| Dutch 10. listening to the whistle.
| II shan't do any such a thingr' re-
torted Miss Lovilla. occupying the mid
die of the trail and gathering up her
apron through force of habit
| Dutch 10 drove the spurs deeper and
menaced the opposition with his quirt.
"Will you no shtand out OF my way.
| heinz" he urged, his face pUrpling
with anger.
mo, / WON'T" declared Miss Lovilla
| The approaching whistle rendered her
desperate. She advanced precipitately
into the pony's face, waving her apron
franticalIy. "Shoov' she cried. &c
back with your
That settled the matter. Unceremo-
nio,lsIy the broncho showed pair of
iron shod heels to the up trail and de-
parted Meadowward, with the bit in
his teeth. leaving Miss Lovilla '.all
| trembly."
"Salina always said l was a bigger
baby than either of hers" she qua
vered and proceeded to demonstrate the
fact by Pumping herself down on the
nearest log and weeping into the am
pie folds of her apron.
Here an instant later Unlucky stood
as helpless before her tears as Dutch
10 had been before her unexpected Oil
slaught Miss Scanlon. what's the
matter?' he i1nplored.
Il don't know" came in faltering
untruthfulness from behind the apron.
! This weeping over, she knew not
what was the most bewildering propo-
sition Unlucky had ever met with
"Has anything-have you-hurt your
self?' he asked, bending over and lay
ing hesitating hand on the apron.
mo, Pm not hurt" Miss I.oyilla
was glad she was not obliged to lie
this time.
Unlucky's hand fell from the apron
"Why." he began perplexedly. "it can't
be you are crying just toto pass
away the time."
Then Miss Lovilla's tears gave way
suddenly to smiles. She removed the
apron and looked up at Unlucky stand
ing straight and tall and honest before
her. 1t was good to see him there
I'm so glad" she burst out between
tears and laughter. that you are
alive
1t was a strange speech. Dutch .lc
mile down the canyon would have
understood it, but not Unlucky. Tc
| him it meant something which filled
ullA +" III iuS JOy " a SOuidS,C iC iuS
never expected would be his. and be
fore Miss Lovilla could protest-had
she been SO inclined-he had taken bel
comely face between his hands anG
kissed it.
The sun had set, and Alfred was
wondering what had become of hi.
aunt. when she appeared. followed b,
Unlucky. There was an air abou
them both which arrested Alfred's at
tention before Unlucky spoke.
! "Alf." he began. I'm in luck. I'v,
just staked the richest gold find il
Wyoming. and no ones goin' to juniI
my claim either"
Alfred glanced at Miss Loyilla'
smiling face. and pleased grin laegaI
at his bearded lips and was lost in hi
dancing eyes. Without word II,
crossed the living room and with OH
stroke of the red chalk drew the fo,lr
teenth and last line long and straight