The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1908-08-06

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wings beating almost in their very
faces, a distant shadow against the |
sky, and the woodcock was gone.
Quieting the astounded dog, gun
Graded In the hollow OF his left arm.
he turned to the girl beside him. THAT |
sort Of thing wins no cups" he said.
1T wins something else, Mr.. ST. |
ward-my very warm regard for you"
There Is no choice between that and |
the Shotover cup" he admitted, con-
sidering her.
lido you mean itY'
"Of course l dot"
"Then you are much nicer than l
thought you. And, after all, II the
price Of a cup Is the life Of that brave
little bird had rather shoot clay
pigeons. Now you will scorn me,
suppose. Beginv'
my ideal woman has never been a
life taker." he said coolly. "Oncc
when l was boy there was girl,
very lovely, my first sweetheart.
saw her at the traps once just after
she had killed her seventh pigeon
6tIdAkut, Ruul16 ~ uOWn AAVA1 VIVA
head, you know, very clever. The lit
tie thing was breathing on the grass,
and 1t made sounds He shrugged
and walked on. "She killed her TWEEN
ty-f1rst bird straight. 1t was hand
some cup too"
And after silence, $50 you didn't
love her any more, Mr.. Siward?"
mockingly sweet.
They laughed, and at the sound OF
laughter the tall stemmed alders echo
! ed with the rushing roar Of cock
grouse laundering skyward. Crack!
| Crack! Whirling over and over through
a cloud Of floating feathers, heavy
weight struck the springy earth. There
lay the big notified bird, splendid silky
ruffs spread, dead eyes closing, a sim
| gle tiny crimson bead twinkling like q
| ruby on the gaping beak.
'Dead!" said Siward to the dog who
had dropped to shot "Fetch!' And,
signaling the boy behind, he relieved
the dog Of his burden and tossed the
dead weight Of ruffied plumage to-
ward him. Then he broke his gun,
and as the empty shells few rafting
backward slipped in fresh cartridges
locked the barrels and walked for
} ward, the flush Of excitement still
staining his sunburned face.
"You deal death mercifully," said
the girl In low voice. Il wonder
: what your ci-dcvant sweetheart would
: think Of YOU
} IA bungler had better stick to thu
/, traps" he assented, ignoring the hadi
mage.
II am wondering" she said thought
:, fully, what think Of men who kill
: He turned sharply, hesitated, shrug
: ged. "Wild things lives are brief a
best-fox or flying tick, wet nests 0
q mink, owl, hawk, weasel or man. Blu
! the death man deals Is the most mel
q ciful Besides" he added, laughing
(. "ours Is not u case of sweethearts."
z "My argument is purely in the al
9 stract, Mr.. Siward. am asking 80
whether the death men deal Is NOR
)! 1ustifable than q woman's gift {
; DEATH"
!. "Oh, we'll, life taking, the giving
!. life-there can be only one answer
the mystery, and don't know it." b
)" replied, smiling
IS II do"
"Tell me, then. he said" still amuset
K They had passed swale after swal
% Of silver birches, waist deep In pc
fumed fern and brake. The big tin
IS Der lay before them. She moved TO
y ward, light gun swung easily acrof
70 her leather padded shoulder, and 9
ID the woods sunny edge she seated he
d self, straight young back against
b. giant pine, gun balanced across b.
fattened knees.
10 "You are feeling the pace little
:" he said, coming up and standing
ID front of her.
II ssThe pace? No. Mr.. siward."
She sat, bright head pillowed In n
= arms, idly attentive to his low runnir
Id comment on beast and bird and tire
&c on forest stiffness and forest sound
III on life and the wild laws Of life ar
be death governing the great out wor
'twixt sky and earth.
y. Somewhere In the woodland wor
ed the crows were holding a noisy se
n. sion. and she told him that was Il
hs Jury debating the degree Of his guilt
r. killing the birds.
10 Because you're guilty Of course
Dk she continued. Il wonder what 20
I'D sentence u to BET"
It ~I'll leave 1t to you." hs suggest
nd lasny.
at ~suppose sentenced you to slay
en- morer'
y 'sOh, I'd appeal
n .No use. am the tribunal Of 4
vn resort"
~ Then throw myself upon the ~
r. g Of the court "
IL ~Yoa do well, Mr.. eIward- 81
81 court = very msrciful. How much
on you care for bird murdsr9 Very muc
on Il there anything you carr Tor NOR
Yeef Ara could this court grant It