The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1909-09-09
CHAPTER XIII.
The Shot In the Pass.

Dicksie walked hurriedly through
the dining room and out upon the rear
porch. Her horse was standing where
she had left him. Her heart beat flu.
riously as she caught up the reins, but
she sprang into the saddle and rode
rapidly away. The flood of her TEN.
per had brought disregard of con.
sequences; it was in the glow of her
eyes, the lines of her lips, and the ire
NOR of her nostrils as she breathed
long and deeply on her flying horse.
When she checked Jim she had rid
den miles, but not without a course
! nor without purpose. Where the
roads ahead of her parted to lead
down the river and over the Elbow
Pass to Medicine Bend, she halted
within clump of trees almost where
she had first seen McCloud. Beyond
the Mission mountains the sun was
setting in fire like that which glowed
| under her eyes. She could have
counted her heart-beats as the crimson
ball sank below the verge of the hori.
ION and the shadows threw up the sill.
yer thread of the big river and deep.
falfa fields. Where Dicksie sat, strug.
Cling with her bounding pulse and
holding Jim tightly in no one from
the ranch or, indeed, from the up.
country could pass her unseen. She
was waiting for horseman, and the
/ sun had set but a few minutes when
she heard sharp gallop coming down
the upper road from the hills.
All her brave plans, terror-stricken
at the sound Of the hoof-beats, fed
| from her utterly. She was stunned
| by the suddenness of the crisis. She
had meant to stop McCloud and speak
to him, but before she could summon
her courage tall, slender man on
horseback dashed past within a few
feet of her. She could almost have
! touched him as he flew by, and
horse less steady than Jim would have
SHE'D under her. Dicksie caught her
breath She did not know this man
she had seen only his eyes, oddly
bright in the twilight as he passed.
but he was not of the ranch. He must
have come from the hill road, she con-
cluded, down which she herself had
just ridden He was somewhere from
the north, for he sat his horse like
statue and rode like the wind
But the encounter nerved her to her
resolve. Some leaden moments
passed. and McCloud, galloping at a
far milder pace toward the fork of tho
roads, checked his speed as he APP
preached He saw woman on horse
back waiting in his path.
Mr.. McCloudn'
Miss Dunning!"
Il could not forgive myself If I
waited too long to warn you that
threats have been made against your
life. Not of the kind you heard to.
day, My cousin is not a murderer.
and never could be, / am sure, in spite
of his talk; but was frightened at the
thought that If anything dreadful
should happen his name would be
brought into it. There are enemies
of yours in this country to be feared,
and 1t is against these that l warn
you. Goodnight"
Surely you won't ride away with.
out giving me chance to thank you!"
exclaimed McCloud. Dicksie checked
her horse. Il owe you a double debt
of gratitude" he added "and | am
anxious to assure you that we desire
nothing that will injure your interests
in any way in crossing your lands"
Il know nothing about those mat.
tiers, because my cousin manages
everything. 1t is growing late and
you have good way to go, SO good.
night"
But you will allow me to ride back
to the house with your"
"Oh, no. indeed, thank you!"
1T viii soon be dark and you are
alone"
mo, mol l am quite safe and have
only short ride. 1t is you who have
far to CO." and she spoke again to
Jim, who started briskly.
CTO BE CONTINUED)