Western liberal. (Lordsburg, N.M.) 1887-1919, 1911-02-03

The mountains lifted blue green
SUBMITS to the soft blue skies. and
their shadowy slopes were reflected I'm
the cool depths Of the lake ut their
feet. In the two storied pavilion that
overhung the sheet Of water three
young men watched the hotel bus roll
ing up the incline to the many win
dowed hostelry perched on the eastern
mountain.
Dick Fancher lifted a pair of field
glasses to his eyes and scanned the
tiny objects emerging from the bus.
'Girls, girls, everywhere, and not a
man In sight" he %misquoted complain
ingly.
Lester Pennington leaned back in his
chair and yawned widely; then, as II
suddenly reminded of something i'm
portant, he jumped up md found a
seat on the railing.
did you see the masculine young
woman that came with the Bowker
partyT" he asked. with animation.
They nodded assent.
Say" he went on. tell me why a
good looking girl will get herself up to
look like a half baked dude? Did you
note the dinky panama hat, the sti1i
collar and f%our-ln-hand tie, the white
shirt waist and black cutaway coat?
Who could make love to a girl of that
sortY'
II couldn't" said Dick bluntly. Pm
fond Of fluffy rufly, lacy sorts Of
girls"
$50 I've observed" chuckled Billy
satterly. knocking his pipe against the
railing.
you haven't expressed your opinion
Of the mannish young woman, Billy
suggested Pennington.
Mails in. Are you chaps going up
after our shaFeT" asked Satterly ir
relevantly.
Going after our wi letters; then
we shall sit on the piazza with the
Bowker girls. Come up and get your
own mail, you lazy beggar." Penning'
ton poked Billy suggestively as he saun
tered past. Come on. Dick. Perhaps
we can ring in a game Of tennis. Sc
long, Billy boy"
Great Scott, it's hot here. I believe
I'll climb up to the peak where the
wind must be blowing some miles q
minute" Billy pulled his hat down
over his eyes and set forth on the
narrow trail that wriggled up the
mountain.
The wind was increasing. and the
pines and cedars rustled and whisper
cd nolsily. All the wild scents Of pine
and hemlock and trailing sassafras and
other more elusive odors assniled his
nostrils as he climbed upward, stop.
ping now and then 10 rest and gaze
Over the view that widened below as
he went on. The long afternoon was
before him, and he outlined a vaguely
delightful period Of repose on the peai
with nothing above him but the tender
blue sky and the fieecy white clouds
sailing along toward the south.
III none OF those giggly girls from
the hotel break In on me / ought 10
have a bully old time" painted Sat.
terly as he toiled up the last steer
ascent.
He crammed his hat down farther
over his eyes IN defense against the
gale that was blowing up here. Brac.
ing himself against the wind, he turned
TO look down into the valley below
when he became aware that he was
not alone on the peak.
Near him. and apparently obliyious
to his presence. was a slender, boyisl
figure. whose black cloth skirts whip
ping bnck In the wind accentuated the
masculine appearance OF what proved
90 be a girl. "and a mighty pretty girl
1t that" thought satterly rs he looked
az her.
This vas the girl who had arrived
With the BOwkers-the one Penning.
ton had been making all sorts Of asi.
Ane remarks about Billy maneuyered