The united opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1881-1970, 1913-10-24

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The girl fell asleep to dream of her
lover and the pretty girl who had
waited for him in Little canyon and
who had received his kiss upon her
lips with airy nonchalance.
1t was perhaps "A week after that
Beth Cushman once more rode home
by the long trail. This was not from
desire Stern necessity demanded the
change Of route because during a
severe windstorm there had been sew
eral trees uproOted along the short
| trail and a landslide had completed it's
! destruction
So it happened that Beth rode slow
ly along the familiar way. her eyes
fixed on the little space between Bon
MES brown ears.
She had passed Little canyon with
out a glance into its green depths and
was climbing the hill when she sud
denly came to the top, where a thrill
ing scene was taking place.
Riding straight toward her was
most villainous looking Mexican, and
in the curve of his left arm he carried
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blond whom she had seen with Miles
Shouting down the distance came
Miles. bending over his horse in vain
pursuit of the Mexican.
While she paused there, startled at
the scene, a shot rang out from the
bushes bordering the trail. and Miles
threw up his hands and fell to the
ground. The horse cropped the grass
undisturbed by the still form of his
master lying so near.
All this happened in breath When
Miles fell the Mexican was still COM
ing toward Beth. A great rage filled
her soul with a mad desire to kill, to
avenge the life of her old sweetheart.
A word to Bonnie, and Beth dashed
into the scene. her revolver thrust into
the face of the frightened Mexican.
"Give her to me! Let go! I'll kill
you if you don'tp' she screamed in his
ear.
He released his hold on the girl, and
Beth clutched her in strong arms and
swung her across her saddle; then she
dashed past the Mexican and guided
Bonnie to where the PROSTATE Miles
lay on the ground.
You're safe now," assured Beth as
she helped the girl to the ground and
then dismounted. To her surprise the
girl stared at her rather impudently
until a smile crinkled the corners of |
her rouged lips.
Say, Miss Buttinsky. what do you
mean by queering this pictureY she
asked sharply wait until old Fen
nell gets up here. | guess you've |
spoiled thirty feet of perfectly ripping |
film"
"Picture?" faltered Beth, Film?
don't know what you mean"
The girl laughed gleefully and clap
ped her hands at a stout, red faced
man who came painting toward them.
Don't have a fit. Fennell." she said
saucily. Its only another tenderfoot
taking a movie picture for the real
thing"
But Mr.. Fennell was grinning with
enthusiasm.
1T was great-great-FloraP he
cried. Young lady, | must have you
in this. What say? Could you do that
stunt againW
Beth looked at him in q bewildered
way. and her bushes deepened when
she noticed that Miles Hill had risen
quite unhurt and was regarding her
with grave interest in his brown eyes.
Perhaps you will explain it to me.
I've never been called a tenderfoot
before" Beth smiled at the girl called
Flora. and the girl nodded back in a
way. The Mexican had ap
preached and was nonchalantly rolling
a cigarette. while from the underbrush
there crawled another actor of the
had fired the blank cartridge from
ambush at Miles Hill.
Mr.. Fennell explained all about his
of moving picture actors and
how this particular film was to be a
star production If it turned out well.
And he wanted Beth to help them out {
BY repeating her rescue of Flora from
he dark browed Mexican, who in real
life was her husband
30 the CdLneTa man threaded up MS
again. and the scene was re-
leated to the great satisfaction of Mr..
Fennell and all concerned.
At last the company separated, the
lctors going back to their headquarters
It Red Ford and Miles Hill riding
lowly home with Beth. who had so
come into her own again.
You thought was dead. honey?"
le asked after awhile
She nodded. And | saw you and
flora in the canyon the other day."
he added
"You mean where kiss her and ride
IpstreamY
"Yes-I-er-believe It was true
lilies"
He laughed tenderly. 1T couldn't
De, dear. because there's only one girl
n the world for me. and she's so fine
hat when she saw the girl she thought
vas mine being carried off by a no
count greaser she just naturally would
rot stand for IT, but rushed In and res
,ued the girl for me-"
Beth blushed hotly. but her eyes
we're very happy.