Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1911-03-18

riding home with his father behind old
Longfellow; but on this particular
evening Kinderling, the architect. miss
ed his South Tredegar train, and Tom
spent an extra hour with him. discuss
ing further and future possibilities OF
expansion. Kinderling got away on
later train, and Tom closed his Office
and took the long mile up the pike
afoot in the dusk of the autumn even
ing, thinking pointedly of many things
mechanical and industrial. and never
by any chance forereaching to the
epoch marking event that was await
ing him at the Woodlawn gate.
His hand was upon the latch OF the
ornamental side wicket opening on the
home foot-path when a woman,
crouching in the shadow OF the great
gate pillar, rose suddenly and stood
before him. He did not recognize her
at first; 1t was nearly dark, and her
head was snooded in a shawl. Then
she spoke, and he saw that 1t was Nan
cy Bryerson-a Nan sadly and terri
bly, changed but must much Of the
Wild creature Of face and form still
remaining.
You done forgot me, Tom-Jef ?" she
asked; and than, at his start of recog-
milton: Il allow I have changed some"
Surely l haven't forgotten you, Nan.
But you took me by surprise; and l
can't see In the dark any better than
most people. What are you doing down
here in the valley so late In the even
ing?" He tried to say it superiority.
paternally. as an older man might have
said 1t
you allow 1t amt httin for me to be
out alone after night?" She with
/ 1,r : 81,
in to hurt me none: anyways. had 20
come. Paws been d-eyed for a week,
and he's huntin' for you. Tom-Jeff"
Hunting for me? Well. I'm not very
hard to find." he said, unconsciously re-
peating the answer he had made to the
horse traders warning.
Couldn't you make out to go off
somewheres for little spell7" she
asked. half-pleadingly.
Run away. you meant Hardly; I'm
too busy Just at present. Besides,
haven't any quarrel with your father
what's he making trouble about now 20
She put her face in her hands, and
though she was silent, he could sec
that sobs we're shaking her. Being nell
Their more nor less than a man, her
tears made him foolish. He put his
arm around her and tried to find the
comforting word.
How Ardea and Miss Euphrasia. 20
ing the roundabout way from one house
to the other to avoid the dew-w grass
of the lawns, came fairly within arms
reach before he saw or heard them, re .
NAMED thing inexplicable. But when
he looked up they were there, Miss Eu =
phrasia Strengthening herself aloof in
virtuous disapproval and Ardea look
I - a 1. i
her the head of Medusa.
Tom separated himself from Nan In
hot-hearted confusion and stood as a
culprit taken in the act Nan hid her
face again and turned away. 1t was
Miss Dabney the younger who found
words to break the smarting silence
Don't mind us, Mr.. Gordon" she
said. icily. I'VE were going to Wood
lawn to see II your father and mother
could come over after dinner"
Tom smote himself alive and nads
haste to open the foot-path gate for
, them. There was nothing more said
or to be said; but when they were
gone and he was once more alone win
Nan, he was fighting desperately with
a very manlike desire to smash some
t thing; to relieve the wrsthful pressure
by hurting somebody.
You were going to tell me abou,
> your father" he said striving to hoI6
] the interruption as II 1t had not been
I and yet tingling in every nerve TO he
free. did you come all the way dowr
the mountain to warn me7"
D Il had TO come anyway. He run mr.
out, paw did"
/ Heavens" calculated Tom, prick.
ling now with a new sensation. "Anc
4 you haven't any place to stay?"
j She shook her head.
. mo I was allowin' maybe vou,
e paw'd let me sleep whore you-uns keer
the hawsses-jest for a little spell ri
I could make out what-all I'm goin' Il
do"
I He was too rageful TO be quite clear.
\ sighted. Yet he conceived that he hat
; a duty laid on him. Once in the fool.
e ish, infatuated long-ago he had tolc
n her he would take care Of her; he re.
e membered It: doubtless she was re
v Numbering It. too. But her suggestion
}. was not to be considered for a mo.
\ ment
" Il can't let you go to the stables" n,
objected. The horse boys sleep there
But I'll put roof over you, some way
Wait here a minute till come back
. His thought was to go to his mothe
e and ask her help; but halfway to tn
u house his courage failed him. Sine
> the breach IN spiritual confidence n
= had been better able to see the lovabl
II side of his mothers faith; but he coul,
g not be blind to that quality OF hardness
!, in II which. even in such chastene,
souls as Martha Gordons. finds expires
sion in woman's inhumanity to woman
> Besides. Ardea and her cousin wer
,, still In the way.
He swung on his heel undecided. o.
Ia the hillside back OF the new foundr.
"a there was a one-roomed cabin built o.
l. the Gordon land years before by her
IA NIT Waterman OF the Chiawassee plant
,r II was vacant, and Tom remembers
Is that the few bits OF furniture had no
Of been removed when the old WATCHING,
= died. Would the miserable shack d
r for a temporary refuge for the outcast
u. I'D Hnx to do