The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1911-09-09

reception. Blur. emphatic, ne,e,
AFRAID to ACE man in his life his
neart now bea' fiercely as he endeay
ored TO muster the necessary rour.
age. Far down the dark street some
roYsterer bred a shot, and sudden Tea,
iest ts might be sought after probes
slonally sent the doctor hurriedly
within, and up the stairs. He stood
Just outside her door, Quaking liLe a
ehlId' the pefspiration beading his
.orehead' but light streamed
through the tansom, and he could
PLAINLY hear movements within. At
last, In sudden spasm OF courage
ne Knocked softly. Even in that nois,
spot she heard instantly, opening the
door without hesitation, and stapdin,
fully dressed within. She was no
longer a discouraged, sobbing girl
out an aroused. intent woman into
whose pathetic, lonely life there had
come new hope She appeared
younger, fairer, with the light SHIN.
mering In her hair and her eyes smil
Ing welcome.
oh, Doctor and her hands were
thrust out towards him, Il am glad
you nave come. Somehow, Thought
you would, and have wanted SO to
talk to some one-to you"
To me! DO you really mean that
Miss Christie?'
Yes, ! really mean that, you great
bear OF man. and the girl laughed
hghtly, dragging him into the room
ana closing the door. why, who else
could | expect to come tonight? You
We're the only one really good to me.
fou--you acted as II you believed in
me all the time"
i did, Christie you bet did"
broke in the delighted Doctor. every
nerve ungling. I'D a cleaned out
that whole gang II you'd only s,id
80, but reckon now It was better to
let them tell all they knew. II was
like a thunder storm clearing the at.
mosphere"
On, 1t was, indeed! Now | know
VINO | am-who | am. Isn't that sim
ply glorious? Sit down. Doctor Fair.
balm, there in the big chair where |
can see your face | want to talk, talk,
talk; ! want TO ask questions, a thou.
sand questions; but II wouldn't do any
good to ask them of you, would it?
You don't know anything about my
family, do your"
Not very much, | am afraid, only
that you have got an almighty pretty
half-sister," admitted the man, en-
phatically, and OLD Waite possesses
the yilest temper ever given a hui
man being. He's no blood kin to you,
though"
No, but he is awfully good under
meath. isn't he?"
Got a heart OF pure gold, old
Waite. Why, I've seen him cry like
baby over one of his men that got
hurt"
Have you known him, then, for a
long while?"
Ever since the Spring OF 81. |
was brigaded with him all through the
war, ard had to cut bullet or so
out of his hide before 1t ended. n
there was ever fght. Willis Waite
was sure to get his share. He could
swear some then, but he's improved
since, and reckon now he could like
ly claim the championship"
"Did-did you know my mother
also?" and Christie leaned forward,
her eyes suddenly grown misty. u
haven't even the slightest memory
OF her"
The Doctors heart was tender, and
he was swift to respond, reaching
forth and grasping the hand nearest
him. He had made love before, yet
somehow this was different; he felt
half afraid Of this woman. and 1t was
new sensation altogether, and not
unpleasant.
Il saw her often enough In those
days, but not since. She was frequent
ly In camp, very sweetfaced vom'
an: you have her eyes and hair, as
romemher Waite ought IN have rec.