The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1910-02-03
ksgxcsw Rhey were auitH4oP. The
lSSSSWn Wn''2 299f1AlAel III lli'oP.1 o9~1
u n"EM ME get you something to ~
AS Nah %henS ynssV4DYFFH rnF. IN
lkpiid IN her q &A%f Me- went. file

returned with 4 small tray, which he
mad supplied with several d7inties. Il
Here are fayors,r he said, lifling't
two,tiny silver hatchcts from the Tray !
commemorative OF the immortal
Washington
'neae, dear Ceorgc," gusl@tl Nir-l
ginia enthusiastically what would
we do without his memory to cele-
bratc eacn year? owe manya. de-
iightiul dance TO George Washington"
sae added, with assumed flippancy.
"The woman OF it," murmured the
man ironically
Virginia did not reply. She was
looking at his well shape' head bent
forward on his hand and Thinking that
She liked the way his straight, dark
, hair was cropped,
"Aly name is George he murmured
+. irrelevantly gazing intently at beau
tlful oleandes which he was likenlng
/, to the color of Virginia's lips
, "Wellp--Virginia blrshed Toslly.
! What was it she had said Dear,
: dear Georgetp Ugh, This mSn was de-
!, testable.
: 81 Most people like my name, pur
: sued the man pleasantly.
J Il don't!' exclaimed virginia hasti
II know you don't!N he retorted,
DO you believe in feuds?N
> why, yes, Of course do% TeturnI
= ed virginia, surprised into yehemence
= Don't you
= why no" he said, with slow EN-
:, phasis which she found was one OF his
: pleasant characteristics. She liked Att
!, hear him talk She liked the loN
= modulated tones OF his voice and hi
4 familiar southern accent. "Why. no.
= he repeated. i can't say that do
They've barbaric, doh you know. si
Il don't know" retorted Virginii
!, hotly.
" How many Roswells are ther'
- left?" he drawled irrelevantly.
VI One replied Virginia lamely.
., and that one is"-lie paused.
~ That is myself" returned Vii
g gina proudly, lifting her chin with
~ su ldcn movement that shook a spasl
a. ling mist OF diamond dust about then
y The man gazed intently at the stna
~ black patch placed proyokingly nea
ei the dimpled white chin An ho'
y many Howards are there left?' he asl
YIN ed presently.
"One.
w "Ah, SO YOU. Virginia Roswell, al
ue still waging the feud with the last
- the Howards.
Virginia caught her breath. ST
~ could not make this man understan
" And does this man Howard sho
'cV n disposition 10 forget the -er- feud
inquired the stranger, looking at III
Wv, irtently.
as Virginia ,blushed again. she trit
TO be indignant and fell -stran'
en, flnlplessness. she found fherse
stamme,ing moekly in reply II b
a.. q" licve he does.
VI "And you will have none of ~, "
~ will carry 1t ont to the bitter ci
i'u until YOU both are old, and after y
~ are gone there viii be no more
carry on the old fight, and there W
u' 81 peace, but only after mauy yea
and much suffering and
re- Don't please Virginia pu' o
aand TO her throat and rose TO h
~" fcet. please do not say any mo-
,no Win you take me back to MS. "
me metz"
,ol' M He rose slowly, In a moment MI
iue Roswell, Flrs. | would like to ask
~ ~, favor OF you
~ What is it? she asked nervous
Von lie stepped to the huge tub which C
~ l,,e lained the oleander tree. He held c
w., one hand in its palm lay the I
10y silver hatchets.
'ns 't Let MS bury the hatchet,' he 81
ii"' slowly. removing his mask and reve
,A ing himself.
'ne Without word she drew near
,.n' kim and stood beside him while
ny ,t, dug small hole in the soft ear
W. W. Tenderly he placed the little hatch
aen therein. and Virginia put i'll sp
W 'seS OF jasmine. Then he covered tn
. mas and extended his hand Virginia pl
inv el hers in H.