The Black Hills union and western stock review. [volume] (Rapid City, S.D.) 1904-19??, 1909-09-24
The Two WOOin6S
Copyright, by w. G. Chapman
BY WILLIS HOLLOWDEANE

/, from the rich red lips, but gently. sc
as not to startle her. and she gave q
little gasp as she whispered:
| II am afraid do"
| afraid, and why?"
| Because 1t means such misery
she sobbed
Misery to make me the happiest OF
men?" he asked.
NO, to make you the most unhappy;
for | am bound by my promise" and
the tears fell fast upon. the little ring.
A disdainful laugh rang out. You
are not bound my little love" Philip
Darlington said. You are only bound
to me because YOU love me-
Phridgia shook her golden curls.
you are wrong" she said decidedly.
Il know what is right l promised
George"
Bat he has not your love?"
NO quite simply: that is yours"
THAT is all | want" the man cried
triumphantly, catching her in his arms
and pressing his lips to hers. The girl
drew back, Mortified expression com.
ing into her innocent face. She was
frightened
Let me go; don't kiss me-" she
cried, struggling.
Your love is mine, so shall be your
Kisses" the man said with laugh.
mo, no. no." she repeated, strug
Cling still more.
Again came that laugh, then 8
strong arm wrenched her free, and
Georges voice, but so changed She
scarcely recognized it, cried:
How dare you?"
Philip Darlington looked at George
insolently, then drawled:
WHO is this young farmer?"
Phridgia raised her face from her
trembling hands and looked pleadingly
at George Never had she seen him
appear to such advantage He did not
suffer any by contact with the city.
bred man at that moment, although he
was clad in Bingham shirt and over.
alls.
That is George Damson, the man
| promised to marry" she returned.
And who will protect her against
you and your kind as long as he lives"
George said sternly.
Philip Darlington laughed carelessly,
and taking cigarette from his pocket,
lit it. Il wish you JOY of her." he
Knocked.
The next instant he lay at Phfidgla's
feet, sent there by well-directed blow
from Georges fist
Phrldgia had no clear notion of what
followed, but she knew that the man
who had insulted her received thor.
ough thrashing from George, and that
he was helped on his way by several
well-planted kicks. Through it all the
man she had thought such hero made
not single attempt to defend himself,
but begged repeatedly for mercy. AS
he kicked him George gave him this
advice:
Leave for the city that has the mis-
fortune to own you before the sun goes
down, or I'll repeat this lesson" Then
he turned his back and said softly:
"Phridgia."
"oh, George" she whispered, all her
silly romance about this other man
gone, and thorough appreciation of
Georges worthiness taking it's place.
I've got the farm all paid for, DEAR"
"HaVe you?" she asked shyly.
Could you get ready to move into
the house on it by the first of the
A different wooing, surely; but she
was so glad he spoke as he did.
Then you forgive me, George?" she
asked pleadingly.
George had an inspiration. Gently
he took her into the strong young arms
that had defended her and reverently
he kissed the lips Philip Darlington
sought. Then he said with a smile
that TRANSPORTED his face:
Il guess, little girl, there isn't very
much to forgive"