The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1914-05-07
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fences.
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Waa--a uoccasin. and us deadly
Every minute counts
4 won't No, stop, How 10 sou
know? Its not going to-here listen
Take your hands away Listen LIS
ten can go 10 the house and send
Uncle Jefferson for the doctor and he
-No' stop, ! say Oh-lm sorry II
hurt you. How strong you are'"
Let me-"
No! Your lips are not for that
good God. that damnable thing You
yourself might be-"
Let me, oh, how cruel yea are
Il was my fault But for me II would
never have"
mol would rather"
Let me- Oh. II you died."
With all the force Of her strong
Young body she wrenched away his
protestant hands. A thirst and a sick
ish feeling were upon him a curious
irresponsible giddiness. and her hair
which that struggle had brought In
thmbled masses about her shoulders.
seemed to have little flames running
all over II. His foot had entirely lost
It's feeling. There was strange weak.
ness In his limbs.
Moments OF alfconsciousness. or
consciousness Iumbled with strange
imaginlngs, followed At times he felt
the pressure upon the wounded foot,
was sensible OF the suction OF the
young mouth striving desperately TO
draw the poison from the wound
From time to time he was conscious
OF white desperate face haloed with
hair that was a mist OF woven spar
kles. Al times he thought himself
a reeumbent stone statue In a wood
aud her a great tall golden head ed
hover lying broken at his feet Again
he was granite boulder and she
vine with yellow leaves winding and
clingtng about him. Then a blank
sense OF movement and OF troublous
disturbance, OF inslstent voices that
called 10 him and inquIsitlve hands
that plucked at him. and then voices
growing distant again. and hands fall
ing away and at lastsllence.
lnky clouds were gathering over
the sunlight when Shirley came from
pamory Court. along the narrow wood.
path under the hemloeks. and the way
was striped with blue black shadows
and filled with signing noises. She
walked warily. hating often at some
leafy rustic 10 catch quick breath
of dread, AZ she approached the tree,
roots where the cape jeasamiues lay,
she had to force her feet forward BY
sheer effort OF viii AZ a little dis.
lance from them she broke . stick and
with II managed to drag the bunch to
her. turning her eyes with SILVER
from the trampled spot near by. She
picked up the flowers. and treadlng
with caution. retraced her teps to the
wider path
She stepped into the Red Road at
length Ia the teeth OF u thunderstorm,
which had arisen almost without warn
Ing TO break with the passionate in
tonslty Of electric storms in the south
There was no shelter. but even had
there been. she would not have sought
II. Tho turbulence OF nature around
her matched. In way. her over
strained feeling and she welcomed
the fierce bulge OF the wind In the
up blowing whorls OF her hair and the
drcnehing wetness of the rain. She
tried TO tiN her mind on near things.
the bending grasses. the scurrying rcd
runnels and tapping shrubbery. but
her thoughts wiifully escaped the
tethcr, turning again and again to the
events OF the last two hours. She pic.
tured the Jetrerson's eyca rolling IN
III ridiculous alarm. hts winnowinE
arm tashing his indignant mule In his
flight for the doctor
AZ the mental picture she ehoked
with historical laughter. then erinEed
suddenly against the sopping bark
She saw again the doctors gaze lift
rom his first examination OF the tiny
anetures 20 send swift penetrant
glance az her, before he bent his great
body 20 carry the unconscious man tn
The house Again a Al OF shuddering
swept over her Then. all at once.
Iears came. strangliug sobs that bent
aud swayed her II was the DISCHARGE
II the t.sydeu jar the sing Of the
,ease bow string aud It brought re.
lief After a time ste grew quIcter
he would xet we'll, The thought
hat perhaps She had saved his life
gave her a thrtil that ran over her
shole booty And until yesterday she
had never sssn him She kneeled I'm
he blurred half light. pushing her We,
hair eack from her forehead aud smil
ms az ia the rain that stiil fell last,
n a few moments she rose and went on
AZ the cate az the Rosewood lane
stood A natl box ON A cedar mat ar4