Putnam patriot., 1911-04-07

yaH know who that was v
 Her eyes flashed She drew her breath with ! gasp. Was it Mr. Cav anagh y'
 "Yes. t was Ross. He was serving in the regular army al the time. He has told me since that be felt no fear whatever Uncle Sam's blue coat was like Siegfrieds magic armor.' he said. fl was the kind of thing the mounted police of Canada had been called upon 10 do many q time. and 1 went in and got my men That ended the war so far as violent measures went. and il really ended thc sovereignty of the
 atfleman The power of the hester has steadily increased from that mo monr
 eBut my father what became of Hfm1 They teoE him away t0 the east. and that is all ever knew. What do you think heeame of bimY
 "1 could never make Up ny mind. All s8rs of rumors come 10 Us con eerliHg him As matter of fact, the stale authorities sYmpathized with the 'Hli if iiftt f'tHF. fttifA III bN II NflAlAbAA A9 that your father was permitted to es. cape He WGs afterward seen in Tex ITS. and Inter it was reported that he had been killed there"
 The girl sat still. listening to the tire less whif of the machine and looking out at the purpling range with tear mist eyes Al last she said. 'T shall f.. l.n3 he was always so gentle 10 me"
 You need not condemn him. my dear young lady. The people of the FOrks-some of them. al least-con- slider him a traitor and regard you as the daughter of renegade, but what does it matter? Each year sees the old west diminish. and already. in the work of the forest service. law and or der advance. Notwithstanding all the shouting of herders and the beating to death of sheep, no hostile shot has eyer been fired within the bounds of q national forest In the work of the forest rangers lies the hope of ultimate peace and order over all the public lands.
 The girl fell silent again. her mind filled with larger conceptions of life than her judgment had hitherto been called upon to meet. She knew that Redfcld was right. and yet that world of the past-the world of the swift herdsman and his trampling. long horned. half wild kine-still appealed to her imagination The west of her glrlhood seemed heroic in memory. Even the quiet account of it 10 which she had just listened could not conceal its epic largeness of movement. The part which troubled her most was her fathers treachery 10 his neighbors. That he should fight. that he should kill men In honorable warfare she could understand. but not his reerean- ey, his desertion of her mother and herself
 She came back to dwell at last on the action of that slim young soldier who had calmly ridden through the infuriated mob. She remembered that she had thrilled even then at the vague and impersonal power which he represented. To her childish mind he seemed to bear charm, like the he roes of her story books-something which made him invulnerable
 After long pause Redfeld spoke again. "rhe memory of your father will make life for time a bit hard for you in Roaring Fork Perhaps your mothers advice is sound Why not come 10 Sulphur City, which is almost entirely of the new ~piritf"
 If can get my mother to come, too, | will be glad to do so, for l hate che Fork But 1 will not leave her there. sick and alone.
 Much depends upon tue doctors examination tomorrow.
 They had topped the divide now be tween the Fork and sulphur creek basin and the green fields. the alfalfa meadows and the painted farmhouses thickened beneath them. Strange how significant aU these signs were now \ few days ago they had appeared doubtful Improvements; now they rep resented the oneomiug dominion of the east They meant cleanliness and de cent speech good bread and sweet butter
 Reddeld swept through the town, then turned up the stream directly to- ward the higl wall of the range, which was ragged and abrupt at this point They passed several charming farm. houses and the western sky grew ever more glorious with its plum color and sanou. and the range reasSerted it's mastery over the girl At last they came to the very jaws of the canyon. and there, in a deep natural grove of lofty cottonwood trees, Redheld passed before a high rustic gate which mark ed the beginning of his estate. The driveway was of gravel and the inter minsliHg of transplanted shrubs and pine trees showed the care of the pro feSsioual gardener
 The house was far from being fastle. Indeed. il was very Ike house in Rryn Mawr. except that it was built entirely of half hewu logs with a wide projecting roof Giap hydrangeas and other towering shrubs bordered the drive. and on the rustic terrace lady in white was waiting.
 Reddeld slowed down and scrambled ungracefully out But his voice was charming as he said: "Eleanor. this Is Miss Wethertord She was on the point of getting the blues. so l brought her away" he explained.