The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1913-11-27
By ADDISON HOWARD GIBSON

jack raoDlr I've Drought you TO this
I've always been a crazy old fool"
No. no. father said June. recover
ing herself to cheer the disheartened
old man. We both thought it was
best to go to the mines. where you are
sure TO get work. Never mind. Wen
rest an hour or two; then We'll take
Pecksnifr and go on to the mines on
foot You can ride and I'll walk"
I'VE can't ride Pecksniff," returned
the old man as the girl led him back
to the wagon. HE bucks like the
dickens. No. June" in q despairing
tone: I'VE never can reach the mines
without help. l tell you we are In
worse fix than you think"
I'VE can trust in God to help u.s.,
said the girl as she assisted her father
back into the wagon.
Although late in November. the sun
in the cloudless sky shone down upon
the arid sand Of the desert with great
force Blue Hills off to the south loom
ed vaguely in the haZy distance. and
broad mirage bordered the horizon.
Presently out of the quivering heat
waves a horseman rode toward the
stranded wagon
Hello he called. refining in his
| horse few feet in front Of the wagon
You've met with bad luck, l see"
scanning the carcass of old Bob.
| At the sound of the horseman's voice
| June Haskins' face went white. then
red. by turns Her heart began such a
| wild beating she could scarcely keep
| frcr, crying out In spl'e of the six
years since she had last seen Kenneth
| DoIIand, in spite of the beard and the
/ costume which had changed his ap
pearance SO vastly. she recognized the
man at once She quickly drew back
within the shadow of the wagon cover
to escape his recognition.
Eyes. bad luck" Haskins replied in
hopeless tone AS be spoke June
| glanced quickly at her fathers face.
Would be recognize the horsema :
She was in a nervous dread lest be
should Their situation was deplora
BILE enough without having to undergo
the renewal of the old family Quarre
out there on the desert. But as hel
father gave no sign that he remember
|
relieved.
Where are you bound?" asked Ken
meth Dolland.
ITO Crawley's Mines" answered
Haskins.
"Crawley's mines?" with surprise
You're thirty miles out of your way"
LAS bad as that?" said the old man
signing despondently You Were
right. June. We're on the wrong trail
AS Haskins turned to his daughte
with the helplessness of old aga il
trouble the horseman caught ful
view Of the girls face. Their eye
met With Il quick start he cried:
You here
Instantly .Iunes eyes enjoined bin
, to silence. With an effort Kennel
, ! Dolland controlled his desire to spea
4 to the woman he loved. the one tina
he had wandered hundreds of mile
, from the old home TO forget.
. What did you say" inquired tn
, old man looking curiously At the horse
i man.
, THAT its fortunate | found you" rs
, turned Dolland. shooting an undeI
standing look from his eyes straight
the girl
, Yes agreed Haskins. wed b
r mighty grateful for some help jus
now. You see he went on. waxfn
. confidential under the strangers ev
= dent sympathetic interest when
came west from Missouri | got lit
orchard in the hills near the Sierr
. Madre mountains. Everything VIZ
. promising. fruit fine. but the mountai
: fires swept down on Us. burning US oil
of house and home. / know Crawle
:. and if can reach his mines he'll giy
- me work
"Mavbe YOU wouldn't object to he'll
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