Connecticut western news., 1910-01-06

' or1ud hand and looked over his rich fields ripe for the harvest AS far as the eye could see from his point of van t:,,r on the ranch house steps the land . Was lis OWE.
 Eccausc Molly Wade was his only child, Jim, watching her grow up from mntherleSS girlhood, was full of fears and apprehensions for her fu- stUre. The best in the world was none too good for Molly, and so away to school Molly went, and when she came back, unchanged unspoiled, he was thankful.
 She came back as simple hearted and home loving as when she had taken her fearful farewell of him. The so called broader life for women had no attraction for Molly Wade. She was first and last home lover-a homemaker.
 Jim sighed even then as he watched her directing the affairs of the house they occupied. Almost any day now some handsome young man might come along and rob his nest of its one birding. And each morning he looked searchingly into her clear blue eyes seeking some change that might tell him of the threatened invasion of her heart. for suitors there were in plenty at the Wade ranch.
 This morning Molly dashed around from the corral on her little black mare Daisy.
 Where now, honey?" asked Jim.
 "A ride in the corn, father. Can't you come. dearY' Molly's hair was like ripened corn silk, and her eyes were as blue as the sky overhead. The black of her hat made frame for her delicate skin, tinted with bloom and warmed by the sun. Slender and 1.-the, she swayed in the saddle with a grace that was only equaled by her dancing.
 Sorry. honey, but it's pay day, you know. The old mans got to stay home and work this morning. Don't go too far. Ard got your gun handy"
 Molly patted the belt at her trim waist, where small revolver gleamed in the holster. Right here, dad. I'll be home in time for dinner. So long!"
 Don't let any fairy princes run away with you, daughter" admonish- ed Jim. You know worry lot about that prince that's coming after my little gal some day" There was more gravity than fun in Jims voice, and Molly felt that this old, old jest between them was becoming a serious matter to her father.
 She urged Daisy to the foot of the steps and licked her father lightly on the shoulder with her whip. Dad, dear. I really believe you are worried. I've never even seen the manor prince-Pd leave you for. There, are you satisfied?" He leaned down and kissed her lovely, laughing face, .d Il warm smile lighted his grim features.
 God bless you. darling. I want you to Be happy, but hope it will be many day before the prince does come. I'm a selfish old brute, ehY'
 Not a bit, dad. And when he does come we'll set him to work i'll the fields and live right along with you"
 With a laughing. backward glance Molly rode away toward the fields of tall corn that had not yet fallen prey to the snapping reapers.
 A ing in the wind! It was like thick forest. thought Molly, as Daisy thread ed her way Gaintily through the tall stalks.
 Overhead the yellowed leaves rustled crisply. On either side they reached long. huttering fingers to brush AI0lly's rose leaf face or to touch q lock of her soft hair Her eyes grew dreamy as she listened to the whispering, and look came into her face-a look that her father had never seen.
 Molly had had her day dreams-in- deed. she had dreamed of a lover who came out of a fascinating world of which she had caught mere glimpse in her school days. The prince who would come and claim her one day would come spinning down the stote road in motorcar. Handsome he would be and merry and rollicking as so many of those gay automobilists ap- peared to be.
 But when it came to the wrench of parting with her dear father Molly's dream always changed to one where 1 the dashing motorist became enamored | or T0fll llIp ana eleCleu lo SeAllC hONAA at Wade's ranch for n lifetime, with huge red car stabbed among the horses.
 All at once Molly drew rein and lis tened to a sound other than the sigh ing of the corn. There was the thud. i thud, of hoofs in another aisle near by. ! Perhaps it was her father, or, at any 1 rate. it would be one of the men from l the ranch.
 "IIellor' called Molly musically.
 "HeIlor came back in a mans deep voice As the man lifted his battered felt 1 hat Molly realized that he was stran- ger, and her cheeks grew warm under the gaze of his dark eyes. He was very good 70 look upon, young and straight ami strong. with sun Drowned l face and chestnut hair. IFS blue flaA- uel shirt was open at the throat. and l the skin below the collar was smooth 1 and white. From the saddle bow