The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1913-08-01
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It All Ended Happily
BY CLARlsSA ,MAcKIE


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The trail to Red Spider postofiice was
q dusty streak of white twisting
through the purple sagebrush.
Tony Coz and Bert Reid yanked
their horses aside as the schoolma am
came flying up the trail on her little
black pony.
There ain't q FIRE nowheres 2" callei
Tony loosely as she swept past them
"No." she laughed. "rm just out for
q breath Of fresh air."
f"Jest like q woman to 20 tearing
around losing her breath SOS to get Q
fresh BREATH unused Tony as they
watched her graceful, receding form.
YES" agreed Bert
Tony looked at him narrowly.
You and Miss Nan Laren amt 30
chummy as you was" he said bluntly.
mot SO you'd notice it." growled
Bert. 90 ~ a~r D
$50 she handed you yours. eh? Jest
rs sweetly as she handed me mine and
Mason Pepper his. Well. when l get
to housekeeping I'm not going to put
out sign Beware Of the Dog. My
signs going to read, Beware of tn.
Schoolma'amsv
Were going to have rain," remark
ed Bert.
you can change a subject most deli
cately, Bert Speaking Of schQolma' ans
makes me weep; weeping makes me
think of tears; tears are like rain
hence and therefore it looks like rain!"
Tony threw back his head and laughed
mirthfully, and Bert Joined him with o
rueful glance.
"She wouldn't even let me ask her.
he .confided suddenly. "She seems mad
about something"
F"Mebbe she just can't stand seeing
you around, on general principles
chuckled Tony, with a glance at Bert's
handsome, moody countenance.
THAT sounds likely, Well, you fel
lows can count me out Of the game
There's Dan Cox. I've got to see him
minute, Tony" Bert dashed ahead
TO intercept the postmaster at Red
Spider. while Tony Goff pulled his
horse to a standstill and unused thought
fully. rs E r /
Suddenly he wheeled the animal
about and dashed back along the trail
In pursuit of Nan Laren.
He was surprised to find that young
lady sitting shoulder high in the purple
sage, looking mournfully at the setting
sun. ''" "''''' 90 ''''' '''' '''.' ~ '''
The schoOImaa am turned around. and
Tony. saw a look OF bitter disappoint
nent sweep her fair face. ss4
."Oh, it's you, Mr.. Con-" she said In
asconstrained tone.
tits only me-" admitted Tony in O
thrilling tone. Somehow nobody ever
wants me. Now, IL it had been Bert
Reid The pause was eloquent.
II hate himlr said Nan Laren coolly.
Tony smiled wisely. ''she's sure
gone on him." he told himself
srHe, certainly is no account" he
agreed cheerfully.
what do you mean~ she asked
quickly.
irOh, | mean he's just the kind of q
man any one would naturally hate, He
amt got winning way with him."
Nan was silent. Again she turned to
the sunset. Tony Goff winked at his
pony.
g"Well, must be humping along II
I'm going to the dance at Red Spider
I don't reckon Wen see you there, Miss
Nah%
Hardly" returned Nan coolly.
I'm sorry. I,expect there's plenty
others will miss you. too" said Tony
regretfully. 81 -
I'm tired Of dancing" yawned Nan
with successful air of boredom. 81
had planned to ride over to the Water
Drop tonight. and see IL couldn't get
a photograph of 1t by moonlight"
"Over to the Water Drop aloneT
shrieked Tony. surprised.
Certainly. I'm not afraid"
Miss Laren. please don't go. or II
you insist upon going let me go along.
I'll keep in the background, but you
hadn't ought to 60 alone"
nan arose 10 ueT BTdCtIui uelSut uuu
shook back her sunny hair.
THANK you so much, Mr.. Goff." she
said sweetly. but I'm not in the least
afraid In fact. l prefer to be alone"
"Ouchw WINGED Tony. turning his
pony's head toward home.
Don't mind my being hateful" she
said with a sudden quaver in her voice,
81 don't mind. I'm used to being
trod upon. That's what worms are
for" grinned the volatile Tony. wav-
Ing his hat In farewell.
"Im sorry" her voice foated re-
gretfully after him. and when after a
little he turned and looked at her her
face was buried in the soft black
name Of De; surprised pony.
"Gosh. do believe they've quarrel
ed" unused Tony as he went pounding
homeward.
After supper he found Bert Reid
making his toilet upstairs in the room
they shared together, AS Bert knotted
a crimson silk scarf under the soft
collar OF his white elk shirt Tony
splashed noisily IN the basin ID the
corner.
ssv- ~ xco,v \ was lightly emitten