Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1912-07-19

THE doctors say he ought to be in
bed, but he won't CO." he concluded
f~No, you can't see him until they get
Through patching him up at the hos
|pitaI tent; they put every one cut ex
|eept Rupert. He hasn't a scratch. aft
er having a ninety Mercury on top Of
him. You're to come over to our
camp, Emily. and wait for Lestrange
7 suppose everybody had better
come"
1t was a curious and an elevating
thing to see Dickie assume command
of his family, but no one demurred
An official, recognizing in him lie
strange's manager cleared way for
the party through the noisy press Of
departing people and automobiles
The sunset had long faded, night
had settled over the motordrome and
the electric lamps had been lit in the
tents, before there came a stir and
murmur in the Mercury camp.
Don't skid, the grounds wet" eau
toned a voice outside the door
Steady"
Emily started up, Dick sprang to
open the canvas, and Lestrange cross
ed the threshold Lestrange, color
less, his right arm in sling. his left
wound with linen from wrist to elbow
and bearing a heavy purple bruise
above his temple, but with the bright
ness of victory flashing above all
WEAKNESS like a dancing flame.
Sweetheart" he laughed, as
Emily ran to meet him, needless Of
all things except that he stood within
touch once more my dear, I told
them not to brighten you Why.
Emily"
For as he put his one available arm
about her, she hid her wet eyes on
his shoulder.
81 am so happy" she explained
breathlessly. 1T is only that"
"You should not have been here at
all, my dear But it is good to see
you. Who brought you? Bailey?"
catching sight of the man beside Dick.
Good, wanted some one to help me;
Rupert and 1 have got to find hotel
ana we re uOL very dCllNS-
Emily would have slipped away
from the clasp, scarlet with returning
recollection, but Lestrange detained
her to meet his shining eyes.
THE race is over" he reminded,
for her ears alone. I'm going to
keep you, If you'll stay"
He turned to take a limping step
offering his hand cordially to the
speechless Bailey, and faced for the
first time the other man present.
81 think" said Ethan French that
there need be no question Of hotels
We have not understood each other
but you have the right to French
woods hospitality. If you can travel
we will go there"
mo" answered David Ffrench, as
quietly. Never You owe me moth
ing, sir. If I have worked in your
factory. l took the workman's wages
for it: if l have won honors for your
car, 1 also won the prize-money given
to the driver I never meant so to
establish any claim upon French
wood or you. I believe we stand even.
Dick has taken my place, happily;
Emily and l will go on our own road"
They looked at each other, the like
ness between them most apparent, in
the similar determination OF mood
which wiped laughter and warmth
from the younger mans face. How
ever coldIy phrased and dictatorially
spoken, it was an apology which Mr..
French had offered and which had
been declined. But-he had watched
Lestrange all day; he did not lift the
gauntlet.
"You are perfectly free" he con-
coded, which gives you the opportun-
ity of being generous"
His son moved. flushing through
his pallor.
81 wish you would not put it that
way, sir" he objected.
"There is no other way. 1 have
been wrong and l have no control
over you; will you come homer"
There was no other argument but
that that could have succeeded, and
the three who knew Lestrange knew
that could not fail.
''You want me because l am
French" David rebelled in the final
protest. "You have a substitute"
perhaps I want you otherwise. And