The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1912-02-15
CHAPTER VIII.
THE BIRD WOMAN.

IT tRECkLES was amazed to hea
himself excusing. ut was 81
hot in there. You couldn't b,
- expected to bear it for hour!
and not be moving. | can take you
back around the trail almost to wher,
you were. Then you can get up il
the carriage, and | will go find the
Bird Woman"
you'll get killed If you dol When
she stays this long. it means that she
has focus on something. You see
when she gets focus, and lies in the
weeds and water for hours. and the
sun bakes her. and things crawl over
her, and then some one comes along
and scares her bird away just as she
has 1t coaxed up-why. she kills them.
If melt. you won't go after her.
She's probably blistered and half
eaten up. but she will never quit until
she is satisfied"
Then 1t will be safer to be taking
care of you" suggested Freckles.
Now you're talking sense" said the
angel.
May 1 try to help your arm?" he
asked
Have you any idea how it hurtsT
she parted
"A little" said Freckles.
"Well. Mr.. Mclean said we'd prob
ably find his son here
His SON." cried Freckles.
That's what he said And that you
would do anything you could for us.
and that we could trust you with our
lives But would have trusted you
anyway. if | hadn't known a thing
about you. Say, your father is ram
paging proud of you. isn't he?"
II don't know" answered the dazed
Freckles.
"Hes so proud of you he is all
swelled up like the toad in Aesop's ia.
bles. If you have ever had an arm
hurt like this and can do anything,
why. for pity sake do it,
She turned back her sleeve. holding
out TO Freckles an arm of palest cameo.
Freckles unlocked his case and band
aged the ugly. ragged wound. He
worked with trembling fingers and
face tense with earnestness.
lis it feeling any better?" he asked.
"Oh. IFS well now" cried the angel.
at doesn't hurt at all am more"
The celvety touch of her warm arm
was tingling in Freckles' finger tips.
Dainty laces and fine white stuffs
peeped through her torn dress. There
were beautiful rings on her fingers.
Every article about her was of the
finest material and in excellent taste.
There was the trembling Limberlost |
guard in his coarse clothing. with his |
cotton rags and his old pail of swamp |
water. Freckles was sufficiently ac-
customed TO contrasts 10 notice them .
and sufficiently fine to be hurt by them
always
He lifted his eyes TO hers with
shadowy pain in them and found them
of serene. unconscious purity.
We must so and find the carriage"
said the angel, rising.
Freckles led the way. sharply watch
ing every step He went as near the
log as he felt that he dared and with
a little searching found the carriage
This is shame said Freckles.
You'll never be coming here again"
"Oh. yes, | SHALL" said the angel
The Bird Woman says that these birds
stay over a month in the nest and she
would like TO make picture every
lew days for seven or eight weeks
perhaps"
Freckles barely escaped crying out
or joy.
Then don't you ever be torturing
and your horse to be coming
n here again." he said. I'm show
ou way to drive almost to the nest
II the east trail. and then you can
ome around TO my room and stay
While the Bird Woman works. It's
early always cool there. and there's
seats and water"
"oh. Did you have drinking water
here?" she cried. Il was never SO
hirsty or so hungry in my life. but
thought | wouldn't mention it,"
"And | had not the wit to be see
lgr' walled Freckles. Il can be get.
ing you a good drink in no time"
He turned to the trail.
please wait minute" called the
NIGEL. What's your name? want
, think about you while you are
one"
Freckles smiled quizzically.
'Freckles?" she guessed. with peal
{ laughter. And mine is''-
I'm knowing yours" interrupted
rockies.
Il don't believe you do. What is
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