The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1912-03-07

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dream. She was not there. Had she
been? For his life Freckles could not
| tell whether he had really seen the
/ angel or whether his strained senses
had played him the most cruel trick Of
all Or was 1t not the kindest? Now
| he could die with the vision of her
lovely face fresh with him.
THANK You for that. o Godp'
whispered Freckles. "'Twas more
than kind of you, and don't s'pose /
ought to be wanting anything more,
but If you can, oh, wish could know
before this ends if twas me mother
Freckles could not even whisper the
words. for he hesitated second and
ended-"if twas me mother did it,
"Freckles, Freckles. Oh. Freckles"
the voice of the angel came call
ing. Freckles swayed forward and
wrenched at the rope until it cut deep
ly into his body.
Black Jack whipped ont a revolver
and snatched the gag from Freckles'
mouth
Say quick. what's that. or it's up
WIN gOu ilSub INV anu W hotNSA Nhob
is with you
Its the girl the Bird Woman takes
about with her." whispered Freckles
through dry. swollen lips.
They amt due here for five days
yet" said Wessner. I'VE got on to
that last week"
Yes" said Freckles, but l found
I'D
things along the east line yesterday
that | thought the Bird Woman would
want extra. and | went to town for
her last night. She said she'd come
soon. but she didn't say when. l take
care of the girl while the Bird WON
an works. Unite me quick until she
is gone. I'll try to send her back,
and then you can go on with your dir
ty work"
HE amt lying" volunteered Wess-
ner Il saw that tree covered with
butterflies and him watching around
it when we were spying on him yes
ierday."
mo. he leaves lying to your sort
mapped Black Jack as he undid the
rope and pitched it across the room.
Remember that you're covered every
move you make. my buck" he caution
ed.
"Freckles! Frecklesr"' came the an
gels impatient voice. nearer and near
err
II must be answering" said Free
kles. and Jack nodded. Right here"
he called. and TO the men: You go On
with your work. and remember one
thing yourselves. The work Of the
Bird Woman is known all over the
world. his girls father is a rich
man, and she is all he has. If you
offer hurt of any kind to either Of !
them this world has no place far
enough away nor dark enough for you
to be hiding in"
''Freckles. where are you?" demand
ed the angel.
Soul sick with fear for her, Freckles |
went toward her and parted the |
bushes that she might enter. She
came through without apparently Civ
ing him a glance. and the first words
she said were: why have the gang |
come so soon? l didn't know you ex-
pected them for three weeks yet. Or
is this some special tree that Mr.. Nc
Lean needs to fill an order right now:"
Freckles hesitated. Would a man
dare lie TO save himself? No. But to
save the angel-surely that was differ
ent. He opened his lips, but the an
gel was capable of saving herself. She
walked in among them. exactly as if
she had been raised in lumber camp
and never waited for an answer.
why, your specimen easel she
cried Look. Haven't you noticed
that it's tipped over? Set it straight
quickly"
A couple of men stepped out and
righted the case.
There; that's better she said.
'Freckles. I'm surprised at your be-
ng so careless. 1t would be a shame
to break those lovely butterflies for
one old tree Is that a valuable tree?
Why didn't you tell US last night you
we're going to take a tree out this
oh. say. did you put your
,ase there to protect that tree from
hat stealing old Black Jack and his
gang? l bet you did. Well. If that
wasn't bright. What kind of a tree
S it?"
Its a golden oak" said Freckles.
Like those they make dining tables
md sideboards out off" J
Yes" ]
MY. how interesting" she cried. 81 {
lont know a thing about timber. but
ny father wants me to learn about
ust everything l can. l am going 20
SIX him to let me come here and watch
-ou until / know enough to boss a
.ang myself. Do you like to cut trees.
entlemen?" she asked of the men
With angelic sweetness. t
Some of them looked foolish and -
ONE grinned. but one managed TO say
hat they did. Then the angels eyes
urned full on Black Jack. and she
ave the most beautiful little start of
"Oh. | almost thought that you were
ghost" she cried. But | see now
hat you are really and truly. Were d
on ever in Colorado?" h
mo" said Jack