The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1910-05-26


who had been up on the cliff for eggs.
"Hello!" he sang out. as he swung
down the tree, one hand gripping the
clav not in which he had gathered the
eggs. What you doing out in the
sun? Get into the shade"
she stepped into the shade and
waited until he had climbed down the
nile of stones which he had built for
steps at the foot of the tree.
"Mr Blake" she began, could not
I do this work-gather the eggs?"
You could, if I'd let you, Miss
| Jenny. But 1t strikes me you've got
ouite enough to do. Tell you the
truth. I'd like to make Win take 1t In
hand again. But all my cussing won't
bulge him an inch, and, you know,
when it comes to the rub, couldn't
wallop fellow who can hardly
stand up"
rs he really so weak?" she mur'
mured
We'll. you know how Say, you
don't mean that you think he's sham
ming?"
81 did not say that l thought so, Mr..
Blake. do not care to talk about
him What | wish is that you will let
me attend to this work.
Couldn't think of it, Miss Jenny!
You're already doing your share"
"Mr. Blake-if you must know
wish to have place where l can go
and be apart-alone."
Blake scowled. Alone with that
dude. He'd soon find enough strength
to climb up with you on the cliff"
"I-ah-Mr. Blake, would he be apt
to follow me, if told you distinctly
should rather be alone?"
Would he? Well, I should rather
guess not!" cried Blake. making no
attempt to conceal his delight "I'll
give him a hint that'll make his hair
curl From now on, nobody climbs
up this tree but you. without first ask
ing your permission"
Thank you, Mr. Blake! You are
very kind"
Kind to let you do more work, But
say, I'll help out all can on the other
work You know, Miss Jenny-a
rough fellow like me don't know how
to say 1t, but he can think it just the
same-Td do anything in the world
" for you!"
n AS he spoke, he held out his rough,
lie powerful hand She shrank back a
little and caught her breath in sud
Ii den fright But when she met his
10 steady gaze, her fear left her as quick
ne ly as it had come. She impusively
y thrust out her hand and he seized it in
IN grip that brought the tears to hel
II eyes.
An Miss Jenny! Miss JENNY" he mur
'e. INJURED, utterly unconscious that he
lu was hurting her, you know now thai
es I'm your friend, Miss Jenny"
"Yes, Mr.. Blake" she answered
re blushing and drawing her hand free. e.
iis believe you are friend-I believe
JIG can trust you"
hs You can by--Jiminy! But say,
Gu be continued, laundering with densC
III stupidity, do you really mean that
;" Can you forgive me for being so con
ns founded meddlesome the other da,
after the snake"
,an He stopped short, for upon the in
y, slant she was facing him, as on tha
,no eventful day, scarlet with shame anc
.sS anger.
~, I How dare you speak of it?" sh,
'e cried "Youre-you're not gentle
mani"
,ts Before he could reply she turned an,
mt lett him, walking rapidly and with he
ida head held high. Blake stared afte
her in bewilderment.
iob Wen, what in-what in thunde
nave done now?" he exclaimed. 'T.a
fr dles are certainly mighty funny, T
nd go off at a touch-and Just when
tho thought we were going to be chums
rcd But then, of course, I've the Who'll
,ol Thing to learn about nice girls-lik
ie' her!"
noe l-ah-must certainly agree wit
for you there, Blake" drawled Winthron,
md from beside the nearest bush.
md Bake turned upon him with savag
no tury: You dirty sneak!-you gentI,
,ad mani You've been eavesdroppinpr"
.tte The Englishmans yellow face pale
ar. TO sallow mottled gray He ha
seen the same look in Blake's eve
far twice before, and this time Blake wa
t%'. % far more angry.
DON You sneak!-you sham gent," r
re. peated the American, his voice sim
for ing ominously
to Winthrope dropped in an ahia,
his heap' as though Blake had struck hi,
Oh with his club.
han NO MOI" he protested, shrilly
ono am real-l amin not"
re That's it-you're not! That
and true' broke in Blake, with sndde
and grim humor. You're a nothing
FELLOW can't even wipe his shoes
,,. nothing!" ''''eS
uld Inc change to sarcasm came &c
lort immense relief to Winthrope.
,uld an say now, Blake" he draw,o
to pulling together his assurance tba - =
,lie. stant the dangerous light left Rlaho
ilve eyes i say now, do you think II 70