The Blackfoot optimist. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1907-1918, 1913-10-30

Don't you call Miss Blake doll
Larry! l won't stand for i'll"
We'll. skirt then"
why don't you cut it? There's 6
train East at midnight"
And leave Helen-nke that? He,
faith In me has weakened already
she'd hate me if did that. No! Ivs
got to face it out!"
They'll be singin' hymns for botf
of u.s." predicted the fat man.
Il don't care. They can boil me il
oil won't let her think I'm a COW
ard"
Larry doesn't have to stay"
OF course not. He can escape"
mot chance" said the trainer
They watch me closer n they d.
him."
Covington considered for moment
1T certainly looks bad, but perhaps
the other fellow can't run either. Who
Is he?"
"A cook named Simmer"
Happy name! Well, two-thirds OIL
sprint is in the start. How does
Wally get in motion, Lawrence?"
Like sacred OK" Glass could no,
conceal his contempt.
I'll give him some pointers; it will
all help" But Speed was nervous
and awkward-sb awkward, in fact
that the coach finally gave it up as a
Dad job. saying:
IT'S no use. Wally. you've got fool
feet"
Il have. Ell? Well. I didn't break
hem getting out of Jail"
"The less said about that Jail the
better. I'm in trouble myself"
Speed might have explained that his
chum's dilemma was by no means SO
serious as he imagined, had not
Waterman Willie thrust his head
through the open window, at that mo.
ment with the remark:
Time to get busy!"
We'll be right with you!" Glass
seized his protege by the arm and bore
him away, muttering: stick it out
! brother. we're nearin' the end!"
Again Speed donned his running-suit
and took to the road for his farewell
practice. Again Willie followed at a
distance on horseback, watching the
hills warily. But all hope had fed
from the Yale man now. and he re-
turned to his training quarters dis.
heartened. resigned.
He was not resigned, however, to
the visit he received later from Miss
Helen Blake, That young lady rushed
IN upon him like miniature cyclone,
sweeping him OF his feet by the fury
Of her denunciation, allowing him no
opportunity to speak, until. with q
half-sob. she demanded:
"Why-why did you deceive met"
Il love you'll" Wally said, as il no
further explanation were necessary.
THAT explains nothing. You made
sport Of me! You couldn't love me
and do that!"
"Helen!"
Il thought you were 80 fine, so
strong. but you lied-yes, that Is what
you did! You fbbed to me the first
day met you, and you've been fbbing
ever since l could never. never care
Tor man who would do that"
Who has told you these things ?"
Roberta. for one. She opened my
eyes to your-baseness."
We'll, Roberta has grudge against
my sex. She's engaged to all the men
she hasn't already married. Marriage
is habit with her. 1t has made her
Suspicious"
But you did deceive me, didn't you"
"Will you marry met" asked ]. Wal
lingford Speed.
"The ideal" Miss Blake gasped,
"Will your"
please don't speak that way. When
man cares for a woman, he doesn't
deceive her-he tells her everything.
You told me you were great runner,
and believed you. I'll never believe
you again. OF course. shall behave
to you In perfectly friendly manner,
but underneath the surface l shall be
consumed with indignation" Miss
Blake commenced to be consumed.
See! You don't acknowledge your
perfidy even now"
What's the use? II said I couldn't
run. and then beat the cook. you'd be
lieve l deceived you again. And sup
pose that can't beat him?"
Then shall know they have told
me the truth"
"And II, on the other hand. should
win"-Miss Blake's eyes fell-"Helen,
would you marry met" Speed started
toward her, but she had fed out into
the twilight.
Dusk was settling over stretches OF
purple land. and already the room wae
peopled by shadows. Work was over;
there were sounds Of cheerful prepare.
tons for supper; from the house came
faint chords of laughter.
1t was the hush that precedes the
evening a. 1t does the dawn: the hou,