The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1910-08-25

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TbeH hundred pannds ~ MrEicsi
H0a plampei down upon his bead and
6afirged him with 8 heavy jar 70 th'
ground Ne remembered calling ont
let up. now. no fair sougingr and
thea be ersWied from under The lini
Ike . worm. with his mouth FUN q
grass and dirt aad D DIX lump on I'd,
isaeh ~ biz bead where II had siruck
the ro0t Of water elm The lion LAP
mationless. GivenM feeling aggricycd
and suspicious ~ fouls. shook bis fsl
81 The lion and shouted. "rl rastle you
again for twenty And then be gat
back 20 himself
Josefn was standing IN her tracks
quietly reloadlng Der silver mounted
SIS caliber II bad not been difficult
shot. The hons head made an easier
mark than a tomato can swinging al
the end u string. There was pro
yokiug. teasing. maddening smile upon
her mouth and IN her dark eyes. The
would b. rescuing knight felt the firc
~ bis dasco burn down 20 his soul
Here had been bis chance, the chance
that be had dreamed Of. and Menus,
and not Cupid had presided over H.
The satyrs 10 the wood were no
doubt holding their sides IN hilarious.
silent laughter There had been some.
thiug Ike vaudeville say. Signor Civ.
ems and his funny knockabout net with
the stuffed lion.
lis that you. MIR Giyens n said 10
sefa IN her deliberate, saccharlne con.
tralto You nearly spoiled my shot
when you yelled. Did you hurt your
bead when you fellY'
"oh, no. said Girens quietly. THAT
didn't hurt" He stopped ignominious-
Is and slowly dragged his best hat
from under the beast II was crushed
and wrlnklod TO Il fine comedy effect.
Then be knelt down and softly stroked
the fierce. open iawed head OF the dead
ton
Poor old Billr' be exclaimed mourn
fuiiy.
What's thaty" asked Josefa sharp
B
"Of course you didn't know, Miss
Ioscfa," said Glvens, with an air Of
one allowing magnanimity 10 triumph
over grief "Nobody can blame you.
tried to save him. but couldn't let
you know 10 time"
save whoI'
"Why, Bill I've been looking for
him an day You see. he's been our
camp pet for two years. Poor old fel.
low He wouldn't have hurt cotton
tain rabbit. I'm break the boys all up
when they hear about 1t, But you
cnuldn't tell. Of course, that BIZ was
just trying 10 play with you"
Juscfns black eyes burned steadily
upon him. Ripley Giyens met the test
successfully. lie stood rumpling the
yellow brown curls on his head pen
sively In his eyes was regret, not
unmlngled with gentle reproach
His smooth features were SET to pat
tern Of indisputable sorrow. Josefa
wavered
what was your pet doing hereI"
she asked making a last stand
There's no camp near the White
Horse crossing"
"The old rascal ran away from camp
Yesterday" answered Giyens readily.
ITS q wonder the coyotes didn't scare
him 70 death. You see, Jim Webster.
our horse wrnngIer. brought a little
terrier pup into camp last week The
pup made life miserable for Bill He
used to chase him around and chew
his hind legs for hours At time
Every night when bedtime came BIZ
would sneak under one OF the boys
blankets and sleep TO keep the pup
from finding him | reckon he must
have been worried pretty desperate
)r he wouldn't have run away. He
was always afraid 10 get out Of sight
NJ camp"
Iosofa looked al the body OF the
fierce animal. Giyens gently patted
one Of the formidable paws that could
have Killed yearling calf with one
blow. slowly a red flush widened
upon the dark olive face Of the girl
Was II the signal Of shame Of the true
sportsman who has brought down IT,
nome quarryg Her eyes grew softer,
aud the lowered lids drove away all
their bright mockery.
I'm very sorry" she said humbly,
but he looked so big and jumped so
high that
Poor old Bin was hungry" inter
rupted Givens. in quick defense Of the
deceased. we always made him jump
for his supper Ia camp. He would lie
down and roll over for a piece OF
meat When be saw you be thought
he was going 10 get something TO eat
from you"
suddenly Josefa's eyes opened wide
Il might have shot you" she ex-
tlalmcd you ran right in between.
You rlskcd your life 10 save your pet!
That was hne, Mr. Givens. Ike a
man who Is kind to animals"
Yes. there WAS even admiration 10
Der gaze now After all there was O
hero rising ont Of the ruins OF the anti
climax The look on Owens face
would have secured him a high posi-
tion 10 the s. T.. c. A.
I always loved EN-" said be
horses. dogs, Mexican lions. cows. al
ligafors"-
Il hate aIlIsaiors." instantly demur
red Joscfa-- "orawly, muddy thingsrr