Bisbee daily review., 1910-11-25

with amazement or admiration or something. ,oa know"
 .l was pe.ritied-with surprise that you should address rle at all" said the girl with unfriendy emphasis in her low voice. Satteriy had to draw closer to hear what she said: between the wind and the rushing sound of the swaying trees below there was tu- | mutt of harmonious noises.
 "why?" demanded Billy Satterly bluntly. fixing his honest eyes on hers
 ''i was in the upper balcony of the pavilion a little while ago." she said eurtly.
 "Oh! gasped Billy.
 'I heard what you said." she went on resentfuily. sTisteners never hear any good of themselves. but-I thought 1t was unkind in you to say-I thought
 Billy reddened to his forehead. "Oh. say," he apoiogized, ''the fellows didn't mean any harm: it's just the idle gossip that one drifts into when there isn't anything else to do. Every one of us would risk our neck for you. Don't
 "What is your name?" asked the girl hurriedly.
 'Satterly-Billy Satterly." he said.
 "Oh. you're the one that didn't say anything. theng' She seemed to breathe little sigh of relief. "why didn't you answer when they asked what you thought of my masculine at tireTr
 There was nothing to say. I nap pened to see you when you arrived on the stage last night, and"- He paus- ed. as if embarrassed by a too eager tongue.
 .And:' she suggested.
 T thought you didn't need any frills. you know." he finished lamely.
 Thanks" she said simply. dropping down to a seat on the rock and press ing back the flying waves of black hair from her eyes. ''But that is not the reason why I wear plain clothes You see. Fun a western girl. and was born and raised on ranch. Father and I lived alone. There were just | tNO hitcr Cd1ue. anu udu tO Oe DptH son and daughter to dad. He died year ago. and so had to come east and make my home with Mrs. Bowker. my aunt. l had private tutors at the ranch, but of the outside world have been quite ignorant l am learning rapidly that girls are girls and boys are boys. so little later I'm going to put on frills and fribbies. I'm wearing these plain thincs-oh. well. because of dad, you know. It seems as if the old days were not so far away" She choked over the last words, and her eyes were drowned with sudden tears.
 She searched vainly for a handker chief. and Billy. full of tender solici- tude. drew a snowy square from his own pocket, shook it out and tossed il into her lap; then he turned away and looked at distant ridges that seemed strangely blurred in outline.
 Thank you So much. I'm very sor- ry I made such goose of myself" said the girl after a little while., "onlyr-
 You needn't say word." interrupt ed Billy energeticaIly. After my | "tHt--" hbOn about it. It's stiffish gale" be ndded hastily.
 Tt is" she laughed through her tears. How horrid you must have thought me. Sfr. Satteriy. but heard what you were all saying. and l did feel so lonely and. unappreciated, you know. Wasn't it silly? So just tip toed downstairs and flew up to this rock out of sheer desire to be alone"
 And I've been intruding on your privacy all this time." cried Billy re be careful when you descend; you might slip on the pine needles and eprain your ankle. One of the girls did that the other day" He turned to the path.
 Please stay. Mir. Satteriy." she urs- ed You mustn't let nc drive you away. Thank you" She pressed the handkerchief into his hand. and he re turned it to his pocket silently.
 You are sure I won't be in the wayy' he asked, settling down on the ground and taking out his neglected newspaper.
 ] Net at all. An0 you may Smo&e your pipe too. l don't mind it." she smiled as he stuffed tobacco pouch back in lis pocket.
 Thank you," he said gratefully.
 "You do not know my name." said the girl suddenly. "It's not fair when am acquainted with yours. l am Rose Benworth."
 Thank you" said Satterly gravely.
 After awhile the greedy wind tore the paper from his hands. and they watched it sail down the mountain side until it reached the lake, where it became white winged craft and disappeared from view. Then Billy showed Rose how to find pictures in the sailing clouds, and she scofhngly taught him more about : fyox h, I m.