The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1909-10-28

the male inhabitants of Cody listening
unseen behind him.
Il can't remember when | didn't
want TO come west" she continued
slowly. i've always had to work the
farm home" with a downward glance
at her coat. bur back there land ain't
worth nothin'. I've always hankered
to see what could do with home
stead claim. But with father dead
and the debts never expected TO
have enough to come on till run
acrost the Heart and Haud. Then
see my way clear"
You see your way clear" repeated
Lame Mort stupidity. Then. "Je-ru-sa-
lem." as her scheme began to dawn on
him. But when it struck him in the
Sunburst of it's originality ne beat his
leg and roared speechlessly. while d
series of equally delighted but subdued
sounds behind him family stirred the
night.
Miss Helms eyes glilnmered and
danced as. with her elbows OH her
knees and her chin in her palms. she
watched Lame Mort shrewdly. Ibid
you see what put in that paper" she
asked.
He nodded. Know it by heart"
You see. hadn't no intention of
marryin' man Id never seen. Well.
I've got other clothes in here she
slapped the end of tine telescope. and
the hoe jingIed against the rake-"but
/ always wear mems clothes dOin'
farm work. so .jist Eept 'em on to
come in. thinkin' that ii Nj. WilsO
was particular how his wife looked
he'd run away. But when see you.
naively, IL wished had the other buds
on"
Here she paused. and Lame MoI'
was aware of an unusual commotioD
In progress beneath his left ribs which
interfered curiously with his breath
ing. blurring his vision and dulling his
hearing.
But he didn't wait to find out
whether | intended to marry him OIL
not continued Miss Olga, the humoI
In her eyes overlooking and attacking
the corners of her mouth. $50 look
at it this way: I've done my part. and
he hain't done his. so | don't owe him
anything-do I?-my passage money, J
mean"
Lame Mort scratched his head and
chased after one Of the ideas which q
brilliant thought had but just dissi-
pated The commotion in his left chest
was growing apace and increasing that
dullness of hearing which shut out the
murmur Of dissent Coating out of the
obscure background.
mo, no. he finally burst out You
don't owe Goat a da-darned cent Oh
that hundred"
'.Then you know all about it." inter.
rupted Miss Helm in relief. But
want to be fair. and here's this that's
botherin' me-" She locked her hands
around her knees. Il saved fifty
that by comm third class on an
cursion. Now. does that belong to hi
or me: i wonder" she interrupted b
self hopefully. how far he's run
A voice behind them detached itself
from the general eager murmur and
AZ swered unexpectedly: Fifty mile by
lids time. jedgin' from the way She
liked out. He won't never be back
fer damages
This reply aroused Lame Mort to Q
realizing sense of the divers interested
but shrouded ears. to escape the range
of which be moved close to Miss Olga
and sat down on keg of mackerel
His late brilliant thought had taken
complete possession OF him.
Il can't see, Miss Helm" he begaI
In so low tone that II wave of indig-
nation swept in on them from with
out the circle OF light-"l can't see
where anybody's helm cheated in this
exceptin' -
Who" queried Miss Helm In alarm
II didn't know there was any one else
mixed up in it,
Its the justice of the peace" SOL
EMMY. Hes waitin' to marry yoU
g. Il 49, s<~l.A a &c,