The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1910-08-16

II can't be sorry for that.
But even you felt how terrible IL
was-and then Oh, surely, you must
see how-how embarrassing
1t was Blake's turn to look down
and hesitate. She studied his race
her bosom heaving with quick-drawn
breath: but she could make nothing
of his square jaw and tirm-set lips. !
His eyes were concealed by the brim
of his leaf hat When he spoke, seem
ingly It was to change the subject:
Guess you saw me making my hut.
I'm fixing it SO it'll do me even when
it rains"
Had he been the kind of man that I
she had been educated to consider as
alone entitled to the name of gentle
man, she could have felt certain that
he had intended the remark for del
icately worded assurance But was
TON Blake, for all his blunt kindli-
ness, capable Of such tact? she
chose to consider that he was
'It's cunning little bungalow. But
will not the rain flood you out? ?"
It's going to have raised floor.
You're more like to have the rain
drive in ON you again. I'll have to rig
up a porch over your door, 1t won't
do to stuff up the hole. You've little
enough air as it is. But that can
wait while. There's other work
more pressing. First there's the bar
ricade. By the time that's done those
hyena skins will be cured enough to
use. Eve got to have new trousers
soon, and new shoes, too
IT can do the sewing, If you will cut
out the patterns"
mo; I'll take a stagger at 1t my
self first I'd rather you'd go egging.
You need to run around more, to keep
in trim"
Il feel quite well now and l am
growing so strong! The only thing
is this constant heat"
well have to grin and bear 1t.
After ALL it's not SO bad, If only we
can stave of the fever. Another rea.
son 1 want you to go for eggs is that
you can take your time about it. and
keep lookout for steamers"
Then you Think"
Don't screw up your hopes toe
high. We've little show Of being
picked up by a chance boat on a coast
q with reefs like this. But l figure thai
+ II was in your daddy's shoes it'd be
joyment to eat such delicacy with
y out some one to share IT, she said.
Blake looked away without answer
But she could see that his face wal
e beginning to clear. Greatly encour
aged. she chatted away as though the.
d were seated at her fathers dinner
j. table and he was an elderly frien,
l. from the business world whom 1t wa
d her duty to entertain.
II For while Blake betrayed little IN
e terest, combining himself to monosy
n tables except when he commented o.
70 the care with which she had cooke
the various dishes. When she leas
t expected, he looked up at her, his lip
parted in = broad smile. She stoppe
1t short, for she had been describing he
;" first social trfumphs and his untimel
levfty embarrassed her.
D. Don't get mad. Miss Jenny" h
said, his eyes twinkling You don
know how funny 1t seems to sit her
@ and listen to you talking about thoa
10 things. It's like serving up ice creal
81 high time for me to be cabling a shi
70 to run up from Natal, or down frol
~ Zanzibar, to look around for jettisol
~ ct cetera-"
y I'm sure papa will offer big r
ward"
." Second the notion! I've a so
Of idea I wouldn't mind coming in Il
10 reward myself"
~ You? Oh, yes; to be sure Pal
~ Is generous, and he will be gratef
to anyone who"
~ you think mean his dir
~ money!" broke in Blake, holly
Her confusion told him that be h,
not been mistaken. His face, on
'iS moment since bright and pleasa1
e, took on it's sullenest frown.
III Miss Leslie rose hurriedly al
IT. started along the cleft
"Hello!" he called. Not going I
'"' eggs now. are you?"
'n- She did not reply.
Hang 1t all, Miss Jenny! Don't
on like that
'o' May l ask you to excuse me, n
blake? Is that SUFFICIENT"
Sufficient? It's enough to give
70. fellow a chill! Come, now don't
''u of mad. You know I've quick tie
'o per. Can't you make allowances? p
"You've-you'ye no right to look
'o" angry. even if I did misundersta
VI you. You misunderstood mel" s
W.. caught herself up with half Sob +
silence gave her time to recover !
7n. composure. She continued with
'"ii cessive politeness: Need l rep.
my request to be excused, Mr.. Blake
no: once is enough. But hone
no.. didn't mean to be nasty"
"Good-day Mr.. Blake"
on "Oh, da-darn it. good-day!"
'ou grOaned.