The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1911-09-28

acknowledgements her and tn
arched. rigid body that bridged tn
rolls and held her.
Bob. too, had seen.
For time. while the clock nigh
tick off long minute, the group stoo'
as though paralyZed. the girl leaning
weakly against Bob's strong arm. |
was Sanger who first came out of hl'
daZe
Eleanor Eleanor! Thank Cod Il
was signal for them all to gather
around the pale. trembling girl. forcing
Bob away from her and staring at bel
stupidity. nervously, Cabling unintel
lightly.
Suddenly Bob strobe into the group
a towering figure of wrath. elbowing
his way roughly. Before his sudden
intrusion the group Involuntary fell
back, leaving him face to face with
the girl whom he had saved. A hot
rage possessed him. He saw red as
on that night when he had fought
Haggin.
fright, did not see this. you saved
my life." she said trembllngly. at
was very good of you"
You little foolr' Bob burst out
hoarsely in his anger How dare you
risk my life?''
Later, in a cooler moment, Bob re-
membered the girl and could but ad-
mire her. by his rOughness restored in
stantly to her strength and courage
Her head went back spiritedly. How
dare you reprove me?' she said.
"Darey" Bob held out one great,
hairy arm and then glanced over the
slender figure before him. He could
have snuffed out her life with a single
sweep of his arm. He laughed I'M
pleasantly.
The scorn in her eyes shifted to con-
tempt. That is towards thought.
You think because I'm girl and
you're so strong you can say what you
please You cannot. I'm not afraid
of you
Coward" A deep flush crept under
the smut on his face. II saved your
life when they"-his arm indicated
the astounded group-"when they were
afraid to move"
Eyes. that is true" she said. you
are just brute. not coward. You
did save my life. but that gives you
no right to reprove me-"
81 was a fool TO do it. Ny life is
worth something. but you The I'M
finished sentence gave contempt for
contempt But why have | no right?"
Because you are you"
Because | am ~
Because he was himself-he, Bob
McAdoo, before whom no man. how
soever strong, dared to stand in COM
bat; whom politicians of high degree
on terms of equality-nay,
as do those who seek favors; he. so
great in his own eyes and in the eyes
OF his own little world. must not re-
buke a mere girl whose life he had
saved because he was himself. Here
was a new idea indeed.
Because he was himself!
Bob stared at his hands. the thick,
fingers. the calloused. black
ened palms, the hands of whose |
strength he had been so proud. For
the first time in his life his strength |
seemed to him futile. made so by a |
slight. pretty girl who looked upon him
quick revulsion of feeling. the old |
bride of strength returned to him in |
I'll its arrogance.
81 wonder don't kill you" he
yrowled savagely.
I'm not afraid Of you" she said
ontemptuously. Then "Ahw she
ried. "You are hurtr 1t was true.
rhe flesh under his arm. revealed by
lis gesture. was scOrched from the
lot steel that had passed so closely
o it. In his anger he had not thought
( IL.
whats that TO your he answered
oughly. Get out of the way"
For the second time that night he
flied her and set her TO one side.
hen he STROBE abruptly away and out
the mills-forever.
"Oh. ! forgot to thank him for saw
lg my life Eleanor said penitently.
his retreating figure. Il
idnt mean 10 he so hnrrid ia him.
'ncle, why cOudn't hp have been a
entleman? He's SO hig and strong.
nd isn't he fine when his eyes blaze
IN so sorry he WAS nurt. And I've
lined this dress completely"