The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1910-09-02

ha1f-hear ~ 81 -. =.
. M y ~. e no more dAllyins -. TIM
.. n0 more rebellion. 81 :. Iesnp.
vsEsnt stumblinss IL Ia ~. more +.
- aoubffnl question:. Mors ~. - vallsy
a would ~ vigilant "a -. peciaIly
tnose hackslidlnks thai cs Ssalo asaiust
~ - 81, ae,ls g each spiritual . o, usltss
~! 81 heart was fixed. q WV, sulckeu,
~. g surely. that he cou,d evoca-
wisn that Satan would tn -, alncss
ana snsn. But the enemy :, .am tasp
noW1ere 70 be seen In the =. souis Wa
q the wood, and Tom ~. 10y arches
rock lip. 'ne spoutine
He was bending over the .un..
rel 4 shadow. not his own h,n. bar
Waser mirro~. He looked m a,., tie
Mani" he cried. - quickly.
She was standing ON ~.
sac q the barrel basin, iOok,n opDo'its
On him with good natured moas down
the dark eyes. i nockery b
4 lowed maybe Won u,,,,,.
sucn e back load of religion 90. navs
been on to the school . sne,, aver You'd
pointediy. And then: "Does = sa =, aa
make you right dry an thirst. !. Always
your prayers. T6mmy-Jefrvs % ~
Tom sat back on his heal.
garoed her thoughtfully. His s 1na n.
Pulse was out Of the nat,.., 's' I'M
s wounded vanity spurrin, I !.
= was like her heathenism ,w. ). on
nence to look on at such . ,,,a upeisl- 1
tnen to taunt him about II a,... e' ana
But slowly as he looked . a, ssfc
cnange came over him. Sha Suiiols
same Nan Bryerson, barebeoa. vas me
legged, with the same touslea n os,e.
Ozark hair. and the same chi1d,.s s' ol
oiHerence to a whole frock Ans y.
sne was not the same. The .rh.,. nv ~
ference, whatever it was, mada NJ. ~.
up and offer to shake hands MAJ. In . set
ana ne thought 1t was the newlv.mas
vows constraining him, and tool ,o ,.sue
it therefor. .ooAt cred
: gu can revile. me as much a. =.
Ike now, Man," he said. with n ~ w
humility. You can't make -. 4uelI
any more, like you used 70 ~ a.ao
now, and-and better, hope sS.n
never forget that you have = nreo,a aa
soul to save" '''i0as
Her response to this was scoas,,
laugh shrill and challenging. Yet ~
could not help thinking that Il Ma
ner look prettier than before.
You can laugh as much as Won v.,.
to; but / mean It," he insisted "anS
pesldes, Nan-of all the things ths,
I've been wanting to come bach q
you're the only one that isn't chanyoda
And again he thought It was rigbteo,
guile that was making him kind TO her
Dye reckon you shorely mean that
Tom Gordon?" she said; and the lin,
which lent themselves so easily 10
scorn were tremulous. She was iua
his age. and womanhood was only
step across the threshold for her
"Of course do. Let me carry your
bucket for you"
She had hung the little wooden Dig
gin under the drip Of the spring and
1t was full and running over. But
when he had lifted it out for her shs
rinsed and emptied it.
Il just set 1t there to cool some" she
explained. I'm goin' up to Sunday
Rock afte' huckleberries. Come and
go long with me, Tom"
He assented with willingness -
eager as 1t was unaccountable. II she
had asked him to do much less reat
sonable thing, he was not sure that hs
could have refused. --s--
And as they went together through
the wood. spicy with the Juness fra-
grances, questions like those Of tho
boyhood time thronged on him. and y
welcomed them as return Of at lsak
one of the vanished thrills-and WI
grateful to her.
When they were fairly under tho
overhanging cliff face Of Sunday Rock
she darted away, laughing at him over
her shoulder, and daring him to fohox
her along q dizzy shelf halfway up
the crag: q narrow ledge, perilous fof
a mountain goat
This, as ne remomUeIeu io'ol' -
the turning point In her mood. u in'
agination he saw her try 1t and lall'
saw her 1.-THE, shapely beauty lying
broken and mangled at the clifs 1901;
and In three bounds he had ner ="
locked In his restraining arms GU
strove with him at first, like V, y
Ting boy, laughing and tauntlns mu
with being afraid for himself Insn.
Tom Gordon, clean-hearted az y;
did not know precisely what nappsus.
suddenly she stopped struggling ~.
lay painting in his arms, ana quiz :
suddenly he released her. b,
..Nan!" he said, in swiftly ~, =.
merging wave OF tenderness ! 0lan
20 to hurt you'll" !. i.
She sank down on stone = ssf
feet and covered her face WIN
hands. But she was up again
turning from him with eyes GOWN
before he could comfort ner.
Ito be continued