Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1910-10-27

Something In the girls ATTITUDE aud
in her silence made him feel that his
words rang hollow and commonplace.
While they had talked IN unnrruS
toned excitement had hpen mounting
In his brain. and II held him now in
kind Of delicious embarrassment II
was as If both had been suddenly en-
folded In a new and mysterious un-
Outstanding without the need of
speech. He did not tell himself that
Cherry loved him, but he reused to a
fresh perception Of her beauty and felt
himself privileged in her nearness.
1t may have been the unusual ardor
of his gaze that warmed her cheeks
and brought her eyes back from the
world outside. At any rate. she turned.
flashing him a startled glance that
caused his pulse to leap anew. Rising
silently. she went past him TO the
piano. Never before had she surprised
that look in his eyes and az the real
Zation a wave of confusion surged over
her She strove to calm herself
through her music. which shielded
while 1t gave expression to her mood.
and neither spoke as the evening
shadows crept in upon them. But the
girls exaltation was short lived; the
thought came that Boyd's feeling was
but transitory: he was not the sort to
burn lasting incense before more than
one shrine Nevertheless, at this mo-
ment he was hers. and In the Joy of
that certainty she let the moments slip.
They heard a child crying some
where in the rear of the house and
Chakawanas voice soothing: then in a
moment the Indian girl appeared in
the doorway. saying something about
going out with Constantine. Cherry
acquiesced half consciously, impatient
of the intrusion. Boyd finally rose and
going to the door. saw that the sky was
deeply overcast. rendering the night as
dark as in far lower latitude
I've overstayed my welcome" he
ventured and smiled at her answering
laugh.
With trace of solicitude she said:
Wait! I'll get you a raincoat." But
he reached out OBTAINING hand In
the darkness it encountered the bare
flesh of her arm.
"Please don't! You'd have to strike
light to find it. and | don't want a
light now
1T has been pleasant evening"" she
said namely.
II saw you for the first time tonight.
Cherry. think ! have begun to know
you"
Again she felt her heart leap. Reach
ing out to say goodby, his hand slipped
down over her arm like caress antiI
her palm lay in his.
With trembling, gentle hands she
pushed him from her.
When the black bulk of Marsh's can
merry loomed ahead of Emerson he left
the gravel beach and turned up among
the buildings, seeking to retrace his
former course. AS he turned the cor
ner Of the first building he nearly ran
against a man who was standing mo-
tionless against the wall. The fellow,
with sharp exclamation, vanished
into the gloom. Boyd lost no time In
gaining the plank runway that led to
the dock and, finding an angle in the
building, backed into IL and waited.
From his momentary glimpse OF the
man as he made of he knew that he
was tall and active-just the sort of
person to prove dangerous In an en-
counter. But II his suspicious were
correct there must be others close by,
and Boyd wondered why he had heard
no signal. After breathless wait of
moment or two be stole cautiously
out. and. selecting the darkest shad-
ows. slipped from one to another till
he was caught by the sound of voices
issuing from the yawning entrance OF
the main building on his right The
next moment his tension relaxed; one
Of the speakers was woman. Evil
IDENTIFY his alarm had been needless,
for these people. whoever they were.
made no effort 70 conceal their pres
ence. On the contrary. the woman had
raised her tone 10 a louder pitch, al
though her words were Sal undistin-
guishable
lTo Re Continued