Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1910-10-06
Burton Stuck
He Rode on the Back of an
Angry Bull.
By CLARISSA H1ACKIE.
Copyright 1910, by American Press
Association.
By CLARISSA MACKIE.
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anne BllSS uuIurled harmless look
ing white parasol thar developed a
bright rcd lining.
Neal Burton glanced at the rosy glow
reflected Oh the girls softly rounded
chrea and met her inquiring eyes.
How much further to the river.
Near. she Ecd hastily
"As If yH ,iidn't know. he retorted
"Ynu mus have been there times
\ enough, win Fuller You needn't be
afraid I'm going to propose to you
again.
Il don't wish you tor
You've made that very plain on
three different occasions. may look
at you sometimes may not, without
intending to throw myself ut your feet
and plead for crumb of affection p
His bitter sarcasm stung Anne to
4 foolish retort
1T would make me most mcomfort-
able if you did, as | haven't even a
( crumb 10 spare
Neal WINGED Il don't wish a crumb.
Anne. It's an or nothing as far as
I'm concerned"
I'm sorry It must be nothing. then"
In the adjoining pasture sleek dark
form leisurcly approached "A break in
I the rail fence
The young man. eager for kcener
torture to allay the dull ache of his
heart, spoke again jealousy.
"Of course I'm no horny handed son
of the soil; ! don't mangle the kings
English nor talk with twang and
/ eat sixteen buckwheat cakes for
breakfast, winter and summer, can't
I milk a COW and ! don't know the best
soil in which TO produce giant turnips.
] do know the real estate business
from the ground MP, | can provide Il
4 home, and can run motor car
! These are my limitations. Speaking
! of Nathan Fuller
I'VE were not speaking OF him" in
I terrupted Anne coldly.
/ Again silence. The dark form pauS
/ ed In the opening of the broken fence
with uplifted head.
"Are you going to that barn dance
tonight p asked Neal after awhile
I yes
( You told me when | asked you to
I go that you didn't care for that sort of
/ thing"
81 changed my mind ] thought It
would be rather fun to go and meet
the country people. Their ways are so
fresh to me; they enjoy everything so
heartily. 1t is such pleasant simple
/ lifep'
THE natives won't enjoy themselves
much with n lot of giggling city board
ers looking on | suppose the other
( people at the farmhouse are goingw
1 IL hardly think so Mr. Fuller in
vited me to go I'm going TO drive
! over I'm the buggy with him" Anne
blushed deep with embarrassment I'M
der Meals sharp gaze Don't look at
me like that, Neal Burton" she added
sharply. Nathan Fuller is a fine fell
low. and he saved my life, might
have drowned II he had not happened
along the river when my boat upset.
You may laugh at him for country
man, but ] would like to see you do
deed like that"
at is not my luck to have the OPP
portunity," returned Neal. his face
curiously white Il understand what
| you mean, Anne. Pm just a PLAN.
matter Of fact sort of chap the sort
you've always known. and you're tired
Of my type, If ! may be permitted to
express the opinion-I trust Fuller will
not misunderstood your gratitude for
something warmer"
Anne made no reply Her blue eyes
were fixed on the shining river which
they were approaching.
Suddenly Burton tore the red lined
paraso from her light grasp and
clutched her arm.
Run, Anne! Run for the willow
trees and climbl It's a bull! III keen
him off! Run. / tell you~ He pushed
her toward the river. but she turned
and chung 20 him with a little cry Of
alarm
With q despairing gesture he tossed
the red lined parasol toward the an
preaching beast and saw it wbirI
along. its crimson silk full i'm the face
Of the animal Then he Crashed
Anne's arm and raced with her across
the intervening space toward the will
lows.
Behind them the bull was trampIinr
the tantalizng sunshade into twisted
fragments His AIRY below announc-