The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1913-05-15

On, see GeFe now! MRS. Heaps
really engaged to Culver, you know"
| "Culver!"
"Culver!"
Both the young ranchman and his
sister stared at the chaperon with
growing horror, while che undertook
to explain; but the blow had fallen
so swiftly that her words were ineo.
herent, and in the midst of them her
hostess turned and fed from the
room.
Nov don't begin to ayiate until
you understand the truth" Speed con.
tinaed. While she's engaged to tina,
brokeH-toed serpent, she doesn't love
him, do you see?" He smiled.
| II do not see!"
1T was simply habit Mrs. Keap
had got into should say it was an
inpu!sive engagement that she has
repented Of"
No doubt she was repenting when
we interrupted YOU" said Miss Blake,
bitterly
Then Chaplin added, helplessly:
But Culver is engaged to my sister
Jean!"
"Jean!" Mrs. Eeap exposed her
tragic face. ''Then-he deceived me!
Oh-h! What wretches men are!"
The widow commenced to sob.
Outside came Miss Chapin's voice:
$50 here you are, Mr. Covington!"
And the next moment she reappeared.
dragging the crippled champion be.
hind her. Thrusting him toward Ro,
berta, she pouted: There, Mrs. Keap!
l give him back to you
"Perhaps you'd better go on with
your explanations" Chaplin suggested.
coldly, to Speed.
How can | when you won't lister
to me? Hear ye! Hear We! Culve!
was engaged to marry Mrs. Ksap, bu
she discovered what reprobate h.
is
There was indistinguishable dissen
of some sort from Mr.. Covington.
and she learned to detest him!
Mrs. Keap likewise dissented in &C
cents muffied.
We'll, she would have learned tt
detest him in a short time, because
she's in love with Jack Chaplin; Sc
she came to old Doctor Speed in hel
troubles, and he promised to fix it al
up. Now I guess you four can do the
rest of the explaining If you evel
get in trouble, come to the match
making kid. I'll square it,
They were four happy young people
and they lost no time in escapin,
elsewhere. When they had gone
their benefactor said to Miss Blake:
wouldn't you like to make that q
triple wedding? We might get clul
rates."
For answer Miss Blake hurried te
the door and was gone.
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Over at the Centipede there was /,
great activity and yet a certain idle
ness also, as if it had been q holiday
The men hung about in groups listen
ing to the peripatetic photograph. A
dozen or more outsiders had ridder !,
over from the postofice to witnes.
the contest. Out by the corral, which
stood close to the first break of the
foothills, Skinner was superintendent
the laying out of a course, selecting
a stretch of level ground worn smooth
and hard by the tread of countless
hoofs.
Makes pretty good track, eh?'
he said to Gallagher. Il wonder how
fast this Teller is? Ever heard?"
They seem to think he's a whirlin
ball of fire, but that don't worry you
none, does it," Gallagher bent his
lead-blue eyes upon the cook, who
shrugged carelessly, and Gallagher
smiled; he was forced to admit that
his man did not appear to be one cas-.
lily frightened. SINNERS face was
hard, his lips thin, his jaw was not
that of a weakling. He had dressed
early, then wrapped a horse-blanket
about his shoulders, and now, casting
this aside, sprinted down the dirt
track for few yards to test the foot
ing, while Gallagher watched him with
satisfaction-a thing of steel and
wire, as tough, as agile, and as spir.
tied as range-raised cow-pony. He
was unshaven, his running-trunks
were cut from a pair of overalls, held
up at the waist by section of win.
dow-cord, and his chest was scantily
covered by an undershirt from which
the sleeves had been pulled. But
when he returned to pick up his blan.
yet Gallagher noted approvingly that
he was not even breathing heavily.
With knowledge confined mainly to
the foreman inquired:
"How's your laiss! like to see
'em hairy. that-a-way; it's q sign Of
bet this college boy is as
pink as maiden's palm! He don't
look to me like he could run"
They fool you sometimes" said
Skinner. "By-the-way, what have you
bet?"