The Anderson daily intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson, S.C.) 1914-1915, 1914-08-20


with you at all now! But tomorrow,
Just at dusk. when all IL still as It is
at this time. then. II Phil we're hero
I would mount my brave horse and
ride out by the western pass."~
She ended rather inconclusively. let.
ting hsr voice trail Off wistfully as she
waited for him to speak. but something
within moved Hooker to hold his
peace. and he looked out over the town
without commenting on her plans. 1t
was evident to him that she was deter.
mined to enlist his sympathy and in.
'volvo him In her wild plot. and each
time tho conversation veered In that
,dlrection he took refuge in stubborn
Biler-c.
"W'E:t ara you thinking Of, Mr..
Hooker" she asked at last, as he
,gazed into the dusk. Sometimes +
iscold you and sometimes try TO
tplease you, but never know what you
think! did not mean that when /
said could read your thoughts-you
are 30 different from poor. dear Phili"
.'M.m-m," mumbled Bud. shifting his
feet, and his face turned little grim.
&AuhS pAo CiiC0 WASh iAl'SOhCS6Itu
satisfaction. you do not like me to
call him like that. do you? Poor, dear
Phil.-like thatl But do you know
why l do It? It Ia to punish you for
never coming. near me-whenI ! signed
ito you-when waited for. you-Iong
ago! kh, you were so cruel! Iswant-
led to know you-you were cowboy,
iand thought you wero bravo enough
TO defend me-but you always rode
right by. Yes. that was it-but Phil
twas differentl He came when I sent
for him; he sang songs to me at night;
he took my part against Manuel del
Rey; and now"
i .tYea!"f commented Bud bruskly,
with his mind on "dear Phil's" finish.
and she turned to peer into his face.
$50 that is III" she said. "You do
mot trust me. You think that am, not
your friend-thnt will serve you as
he was served. Is that what you are
!thinking'''' =. .;Yy... Il. /, IN,
Something like thnt," admitted
lHenher: leaning lsstly esa:.et eks
mud wall. "only reckon don't think
Just the way you do"
II why t1uw uo tn'nk sne ne-
annnueu a1.s, easoiy,
'awered Hooker slowly. "And you don't
always think the same, seems like
I'm kind of quiet myself, and don't
like--weil. wouldn't say that. but you
don't always mean what you say"
!gOhl" breathed Gracia, and, then
80 80, = :. De' - 1A' ''.o Aou' CIV
leaned against the low wall beside
him. 4
IT would speak from my heart"
SIZE asked. III would talk plain. as
\: yon Americans do. would you like nae
better. thenf Would you talk to mo
J. 1natead OF standing silentf Listen.
Hud-for that Is your name--l want
you; to be my friend the way you were
9 friend to Phil. know what you did
for, him. and how You bore with his
lpve.mRdness--and that was my fault,
700. But partly it5was also your fault,
Tor you made me angry by not coming
yea I'Wili Do honesf now-it was
you that i;wanted to know at first. but
you would not. come. and now I am
promised 10 PM. He, was brave when
! you were caretui. ana my heare went
oot 20 MIN. You know how It Is with
us Mexicans--we 90 not love by rea'
eon we love like chiidrer-suddeniy
from the heartl And now all wiah
IN lse is to run run away to Phil. But
'.evary tins ! speak o. It you shut your
'a@s 'o OF ten Ipt'll n me ! am o TOOL"
umleum. protested Bud. turning
stubborn again. Il tell YOU you don't
: know, 10 what you're talking about. Those
soeIe ssn aons sns to nothing around