Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-03-04

of fear and sorrow foredone. He
told no tales. sang no song, drank no
drinks, gave no credit. Yet. as days went
on. though he won no hearts, all the
rancor which had been reserved for him
slowly vanished, and those who had most
loyalty denounced him lowered their ac-
cent to a tone of at least passive friend
Illness
wife and daughter who were shortly to
join him in Colorado, the last lingering
OF resentment in Col. Virgins adherents
departed forever Girls, excepting a
scarce lin Aguilar; if a real Kentucky
maiden were about to come to town.
nothing in way Of gallant attention would
be withheld from her or her hnsfolk.
For Kentucky, though not Immediately
contiguous to that South" which Col.
Wigg1n had painted them in large scenic
effects, was nevertheless removed by a
rivers breadth from the absolute and
hopeless social vapidity which he had
figured forth as inevitable to the north.
1t had besides, in certain well known de-
tails. picturesque and enlivening pre-
eminence, which. being quite well under
the fervor of excitement prevailing in
town on the day announced for the COM
ing of Gilmer's family.
An hour before train time idlers began
to gather about French Guiseppe's place.
which commanding an unobstructed view
of the station at Lynn, two miles away
by the winding prairie road, had In this
instance tremendous advantage Of Its
five competitors. The men stood scan
ming with vivid expectancy the sealike
stretch of grama, in which. like painted
buoy. the distant red station seemed to
be anchored. When presently, with the
effect Of vessel below the horizon,
fun OF smoke curled above the northern
levels a general exclamation burst forth.
She's right on the dot.'
ITO the second-'y gee!-and new
press could be seen dragging its tiny
wormlike length from the edge of the
way station. and moment later
a black speck on the plains resolved
itself into the rapidly approaching
kind o. queer Gimer didn't go over
to meet the folks remarked a man.
HI, there, Ramon. stick your head in
the store and tell Gilmer the folks er
come. Tell him he wants to git move
At this a Mexican boy rushed to the
porch of the company store and pro-
jected from his bosom an excited shout.
"Senor! One. senior! The family is ar
I've! 1t will reach the bridge even by
n. v! Senior! Senior! 1t is that you shall
rustler' And as Gimer came forth.
blinking a little in the glazing light, the
boy moderated his tone to a confidential
note, adding: You behold Apodaca's
wagon, Ell? He will hat two passenger,
Ell? Look, senior. a sonora of much
fat"
''Heh. Ramon!-ah. that's my good wife.
She is little fleshy, yes My good wife,
Ramon, who comes to make me a home
In the desert He rubbed his thin hands
and kind of tender smile flickered in
the dimness OF his visase.
"Oh, the white! And the other?
There will be two passenger. senor?"
Heb? Oh. yes The-the other is-the
other is my-daughter."
The throngs in surrounding doorways
had only a passing interest in the large.
frcm the mail wagon. All their eyes
were on the girl behind her-a girl young
and slight and wan, with a sick pallor in
her apathetic face and forlorn droop-
ing of the lips. She had great eyes of a
mournful blue, which seemed to give ita
color to the transparent flesh about them.
Sunken and sad they were. and appeared
to take in curiously the alien quality of
the scene about her. with it's range of
yellow hills. its cluster of mud walls, Its
herds OF homecoming goats
There was about her a pastoral tin
king OF bells, barking of herders'
dogs, a ripple OF wind in the cotton
woods. a cooling of wild doves; but it
was as IL none Of these sounds reached
the girl. She stared down upon Gill
mer's head with fixed eyes. He reached
up silently and helped her over the
wheel. They did not speak. but passed
lay the entrance to the rooms fitted
out by Gilmer for his family
No outburst Of comment among the