Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1910-07-16
ART FOR
LOVES SAKE

At each end of the dune sat a young
person. At the precise points where
sand and beach-grass ceased to be a
part of this particular dune, they began
the construction of other dunes
Their backs were toward each 9TH
er. though they were manifestly very
conscious of the presence of each 9TH
er and might easily have seen each
other by turning their heads a little.
They had quarreled. and were not
ready to make up again What they
had quarreled about does not matter;
it was some inconsiderable trif1e
Suddenly the stiffness was broken
by a far-off shout
Toward the beach could be seen
the figure of a stout man, very small,
on the summit of a dune, gesticulating
"Oh, it's uncle,' cried the girl in an
awed tone. She rose quickly to her
feet-then sat down again
Perhaps he didn't see you," she
said coldly. without turning her head
Would you mind going away?"
If you mean me-" said the young
man, with equal GOODNESS, Il should
mind I'm not a coward"
The stout man disappeared into the
hollow He was evidently coming in
their direction.
= wish you'd co. said the girl. Il
can sit here. l can say 1 was alone
quite truthfully."
Il don't know why 1 should" said
the young man doggedly, with rising
color. "Of course, if you're ashamed
to be seen"
'Oh, it's not that" she cried hastily.
The stout man had reappeared on the
top of another dune, and was waving
his hand.
You're very disagreeable. You
know he doesn't like you
The stout man plunged into another
hollow If you don't go-He's almost
herei"
The young man did not answer A
moment later the stout man rose on
the crest of the dune that formed the
opposite rim of the gully before them
His foot slipped, the sand sliding
away from under him. He swayed
wildly, made a desperate lunge to re-
cover his balance, caught his toe in
a twist of root, and began the descent
of the smooth face of the dune by the
simplest and most direct route
By the time the stout gentleman
had rolled to the bottom of the gully
and half way across it, and sprawled
dizzily to a sitting posture, waiting
for the cranberry bog to become sta
donary enough for him to get up, they
were facing each other, too over
come with laughter to attempt
the descent themselves. The young
man managed to cross the beach.
He held in his hand small,
black object. Upon this the girls
eyes rested uncomprehendingIy for
an instant; then they lighted with
accusation
You've taken him!" she gasped.
The young man nodded, and their eyes
met. They clasped hands, and scram-
bled down the dune to the stout gen.
tleman's assistance.
He was brushing the sand from his
face, and struggling with his tie, which
had made almost as many revolutions
around his neck, as he himself had
in descending the face of the dune
He spluttered undistinguishable
sounds, but he was plainly very wrath
full
At length he gave his feelings YER
bal utterance.
For short time his remarks were
unprintable-they dealt with the as
pect of the landscape in geenral. with
the roots of beach plum bushes, and
various other harmless natural OBJ
jects.
Then he directed the force of his
Indignation full at his niece.
You, Emily" he thundered What
are-you-holding onto that-young
fools hand for? What are-you out
here-for, with him, anyhow"
do let me brush the sand off you,
sir" urged the young man kindly. Mr..
Cuthbert seemed about to strike him.
You get out of here, sir, or I'll sir
you" he snarled.
I would said the young man, but
don't dare to leave Emily unpro-
tected. with a raving lunatic" His
own temper was not of the smooth
est
iii attend to Emily" roared the
Honorable Mr.. Cuthbert.
Il guess I'm capable of taking care
of my own niece-if l do fall down a
BANKED sand hill over blanked plum
bush. Get awayl"
do go. Philip said Emily implor-
ingly. 1T won't do a bit of good for
you to stay. 1t will only make him
angrier." She slipped her arm into
her uncle's, and to the young mans
surprise and relief, she was not re-
pulsed, but was suffered by her uncle
to lead him away. She threw an en-
couraging backward glance over her
shoulder
Ten PAGES farther on, however, the
Honorable Mr.. Cuthbert paused