The herald. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1905-1953, 1912-09-26

Yes"
THE wilder wanted me to ask you
to wear white-you see she's set on
wearing blue aSd she says If you
should wear pink or red or anything
like that it would make her dress look
like an Indian blanket on a piebald
pony. / hope / got those colors cor
rect-her hairs red, you know"
Red and white" corrected Helen
sweetly.
Thank you," said Bobby solemnly
as he led her to a seat. 81 reckon this
is the last dance you'll ever have with
me as a care-free bachelor. Next time
I'll be an old married party!"
II suppose So" said Helen.
81 must go hunt your father up and
tear that there little wilder away
from his fascinating attentions" cried
Bobby gayly. See you at 10 tomor
row."
YES"
Sure thing?"
Eyes"
Good" said Bobby, and If Helen
could have seen his face she would
have noticed that there was a strained
look in his eyes.
She saw nothing save the curiously
streaked hair Of the Widow Watkins
and Bobby's tall form bending over
her as he calmly carried her away
from big Bill Main, Helen's father
Mr.. Mains eagle eyes roamed tbs
room and found his daughters pale
face staring appeal at him. The big
cattleman's harsh face seemed curl
ously softened as ne met her appeal
ing glance, and his eyes wore a hurt
look as he pushed his fingers through
his griZzled hair.
well, daughter" he asked.
Are you ready to go, dad?"
Fright and ready" he returned
promptly.
When he drove up to the door in the
blackboard Helen was standing on the
steps muffled in wraps. 1t was cool
outside and she shivered. AS they
were about to drive off the lean form
Of Jim Rawlins pushed close to the
wagon.
See here, Helen" he whined, you
was engaged to me for the Saratogy
Lancers-you know I can't dance any
Of them round dances, and I been
waiting for you-they're starting w
now"
I'm sorry, Mr.. Rawlins," she was
beginning, when her father cut IN
roughly:
Let her alone, FINISHES ali tired
out" and with a vicious cut at his
horses dashed away, leaving the angry
Rawlins staring after them.
The long drive back to the ranch
was a silent one. When they came
within sight of the lamp In the win.
dow Helen ventured to break the ST.
lence.
Dad, Bobby Ellis and Mrs. Wat.
kins are going 10 be married at 10
o'clock. l promised I'd go to the we'd
ding. Will you drive me over?"
Bill Main stifled an oath. "Yes-I'll
drive you over, Nelly" he said softly
Helen's eyes filled with tears-he had
not called her Nelly since she was 9
little girl
81 promised Mrs. Watkins l would
come" he spoke in a queer voice.
"You knew her before?" asked Hell.
en- with sudden intuition of what was
to follow.
"Yes-shs did what tried to make
you do. Married an old man and
lost her. It's too late now for me to
make good to you, daughter, but I'll
send Rawlins packing tomorrow. It's
retribution on me for standing be
tween you and Bobby"
You mean-that you care for hei
now, father?" whispered Helen.
yes"
Helen leaned her head against hel
fathers shoulder and presently his
arm encircled her.
The next morning Bill Main and his
daughter drove to the parsonage In
Red Spider. While Mr.. Main tied his
horses Helen smoothed the white lawn
gown that she wore out Of courtesy fol
the Widow Watkins red hair.
TITS mockery for me to wear white
today" she whispered to herself, fol
her face was whittier than her frock
Impulse would have taken her a thou.
sand miles in the opposite direction
from the scene Of Bobby Ellis wed.
ding, but she understood, or thought
she did, why he asked her to be there,
1t was common gossip in Budlona
county that Bobby had been devoted
to Helen, and her presence, as well al
her fathers, there today would still
every voice.
Mr.. Ellis and the widow were wait.
ing in the parlor of the parsonage.
Bobby was looking white and stern,
and the widow was very lovely In pal.
est blue that matched her eyes.
Before I call in the sky pilot" said
Bobby rather nervously, Il want to
say that this Is a game-I did it to
get Helen here and the widow helped"
He cleared his throat and stared de.
family at Bill Main, but Bill Main was
looking at his daughter.
I'm going to marry Helen now, and
I'd rather do II with your consent than
without, sir. What you got to say?"
Before Mr.. Main could frame a reply
Helen had rushed into Bobby's arms.
There's the answer, Bobby" said