The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1911-12-16

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ISrSES1 Two hundred beaters and
80 trenchers managed to fight 1t
back and hold it in leash to feed on
the slash of the timber operation. But.
like a tiger confined in its cage, 1t had
reached out through its bars and
claimed victims. Three stands of farm
buildings were in ruins.
Harlan Thornton. sooty and weary,
left the fire line as soon as he knew
that the monster had been subdued. He
rode about to reassure the owners that
their losses would be made up by him
self and his grandfather.
Keep away from the lawyers" he
counseled the losers. They'll get half
the money out of you if you hire them.
Well settle after appraisal"
The men that he talked TO seemed
sullen in spite of his assurances. They
seemed to be REFRESHING taunts or re-
proaches merely in consideration of the
fact that he was holding the purse
strings. He noted this demeanor and
feared to ask questions.
Glare Kavanagh rode with him. She
had not left his side, even when be
led his crews into perilous places and
entreated her to keep back.
And they rode away together in the
dusk down the long stretch of high
way from the hills to the village.
Il am unhappy. big boy" sighed the
girl. I'VE have never come back from
our rides like this"
ut has beer a wicked day for both
of us. child"
And you cannot call me child after
today. so my father says. I'll be six.
teen tomorrow, and / didn't know I'm
til today that I'd be so sorry that il
is So"
He listened indulgently and under
stood this protest of the child. Their
horses walked slowly side by side, and
the tired hounds trailed after them.
"The grownups lose a lot of things
out of life. little %girI-things that
mean a great deal in childhood. But
keep your heart open and other things
will come"
Perhaps when l get to be twenty
four years old and as big as you are
| can talk that way and believe it too.
But just now I'm only a girl that does
not believe she's grown up, even If
they do tell her so and tell her she
mustn't be a playmate any longer.
And you are not to ride with me any
more, and you are not to come to my
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what they say. What are we to do
then?'
She cried her question passionately.
He had no answer ready. Platitudes
would not do for this child, he re-
lected. and to lecture her then ever
on the 4 B C's of the social code
would be wounding her ingenious
faith. He did not understand his own
emotions. He was as unsophisticated
as she in the affairs of the heart. His
mans life of the woods had kept him
free from His friendship
with this child, their rides, their com
panionship. had been almost on the
plane of boy with boy. Her character
invited that kind of intimacy.
At that iioment he welcomed the ap-
p~earance of even Ivus Niles. That
sooty prophet of i'll appeared around
n bend in the road ahead. He was
leading his buck sheep, and the hounds
rushed forward DANGEROUSLY. Niles
stopped In the middle of the road and
let them frolic about him and his EN-.
blematic captive.
THE dogs won't hurt you. Miles,
Harlan assured him. squirting forward
Il amt afraid of dogs, | amt afraid
of wolves. not after what I've been
through with the political Bengal ii
gers I've been up against today
Niles assured him sourly. And your
grandfather is the old he IN of the
pack. He stole our caucus for you to
day. your grandfather did
you don't mean to say l was nomi
nated.'
That's too polite a word. Harlan
Thornton. | gave you the right one
the first time. He stampeded our eau
Gus by having that fire set on the j
Ouacca hills. Three sets of farm
buildings offered up to the gods OF
rotten politics. That's a nice kind Of
sacrifice. Thornton's grandson! Il
goes we'll with the crowd you're ii
with. 1t will smell well in the nos
trils of the people of this state. Yo,
ought to he proud of being made ;
lawmaker in that way"
1t was not r%eproach. 1t was insult
sneered in the aGitator's bitterest tone
The property of three poor toiler'
/ Of the soil laid fiat in ashes, a tow