Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1909-06-12
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am going 10 get Q1nners DO you
want TO help!"
I'm going to help"
"Oh. you are! That would be very
funny"
Funny or not, I'm going to help"
"You would only be In the way"
''You don't know whether 1 should
or not"
II know I should do much better II
you would go back and run the rail-
road few minutes"
'The railroad be hanged. am for
dinner"
But will get dinner for you"
you need not. I can get it for my
SELF"
You are perfectly absurd, and II
we stand here disputing, Marion won't
have anything to eat"
They went into the kitchen disput-
ing about what should be cooked. At
the end Of an hour they had two fires
going-one in the stove and one in
Dicksie's cheeks. By that time it had
been decided to have luncheon In
stead OF dinner. Dicksie attempted
some soup, and McCloud found strip
OF bacon, and after he had cooked 1t,
Dicksie, with her riding-skirt pinned
up and her sleeves delightfully."- rolled
back. began frying eggs. When Marion.
unable longer to Withstand the excite
ment, appeared, the engineer, flushed
with endeavor. was making toast.
The three sat down at table togeth-
er. They found they had forgotten
the coffee, but Marion was not allowed
to move from her chair. When the
coffee was made ready the bacon had
been eaten and more had to be fried.
McCloud proved able foE any part Of
the program. and when they rose It
was four O'clock and too late, Nc
Cloud declared, 70 60 back to the Of.
fee that afternoon.
Marion and Dicks,e, after time. At
tempted Jointly to get rid Of him, but
they found they could not, 80 the
three talked about Whispering Smith.
When the women tried to discourage
McCloud by talking hats he played the
wheezy piano. and when Dicksie spoke
about going home he declared he
would ride home with her. But Dick
sic had no mind that he should, and
when he asked to know why, without
realizing what . flush fingered In his
face. she said only, no; II she had
reasons she would give none. McCloud
persisted, because under the flush
about his eyes was the resolve that he
would take one long ride that evening
In any event. He had made up his
mind for that ride-a longer one than
he had ever taken before, or expected
ever to take asain-and would not be
baked.
Dicksie. insisting upon going home,
went SO far as to have her horse
brought from the stable. To her sur.
prise, a horse for McCloud came owe,
with II. Quiet to the verge Of solem.
nifty, but with McCioud following
Dicksie walked with admirable firm
ness out Of the shop to the curb. Nc
Cloud gave her rein to her. and with
smile stood waiting to help her
mount.
She was drawing on her second
glove. ''You are not going with me-
you'll let me ride the same road
won't you-even II can't keep up?"
Dicksie looked at his mount. "I
would be difficult to keep up, with that
horse"
Would you ride away from me just
because you have better horse?"
! mo, not Just because have a bet
ter horse"
/, He looked steadily at her without
speaking.
why must you ride home with me
when don't want you tor she asked
reproachfully. Fear had come upon
her and she did not know what she
was saying. She saw only the express
sion Of hss eyes and looked away, but
she knew that his eyes followed her
The sun had set The deserted street
lay in the white half-light Of q noun
tain evening, and the days radiance
was dying in the sky. In lower tones
he spoke again, ana she turned deadly
white.
1--we wanted so long to say this
Dicksie, that might as we'll be dead
as to try to keep it back any longer
That's why want to ride home With
you II you are going to let me-" He
turned to stroke her horses head.
Dieksie stood seemingly helpless. Nc.
Cloud slipped his finger into his waist,
coat pocket ane hold something out In
his hand. '4This shep pin feii from
your hair that night you were at camp
by the bridge-do you rememberf
couldn't bear to give It back
Dicksie's eyes opened wide. Let
me see 1t. don't think that Is mine"
Great heaven! Have been carry
Ing Marion Sinclair's pin for
month";" exclaimed McCloud. "Well,
won't lose any time In returning Il to
her, at any rate
Where are you goingf" Dicksie's
voice was faint.
I'm going to give Marion her PIN"
DO nothing Of the sorti Come
here! Give 1t to me-"
"Dicksie. dare you tell me, after q
shock like that. It really 10 your pint"
"oh. don't know whose pin Il Isl"
Why, what is the matter?"
"Give me the pint" She put her
hands unsteadily up under her hat.
Here. for heavens sake. II you must
have something. take this comb!" She
slipped from her head tho shell that
held her knotted hair. He caught hsr
hand and Kissed It, and she could not
get It away.
"You are dear" murmured DacksiA.
III you are SHY. The reeaon I