River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1914-07-16
the hunger for real hope. in Nelson's

4 something more than a few years out
of STIR His voice quavered with
emotion.
You put God in my brain and
| heart" he went on. You made soul
come TO life In my old body. In his
sunken eyes there was a uster that
made benefcent the deep lined face
Il found my old girl he continued.
after a pause in which he mastered his
| feelings. You made ME want to find
her and. thank God. found her Il good
and patient woman and glad to have
her man back. I'm some different. Kid.
I'm some different. and [ owe it to you
| I'm going after that man who let you
be sent up for life. and I'm going to
get him and drag him to the office OF
the district attorney. if get there with
my head cayed in.''
Nelson took his wallet from his
/ pocket
Here is plenty of money. Bill be
said. Take it and use it. 1t isn't a
loan or gift What is mine is yours.
Spend all that is necessary. | am
rich man You were the means of my
achieving wealth"
Guess I'll need some of it, the pro
bationer said iii take it. anyhow.
and when all comes out right I'll ac-
count to you for it Then my old wu
IMAM and | will come down here and
work for you
Does a son let bis father work for
hm?" asked Nelson. No. I'll work
for you. Bill. MANY years, God willing.
A storm springing from Carib seas
had swept north ward along the FlOri
da and Georgia shores. Down from
| the north came the tail end of big
blizzard; the two met off the Carolina
coast. In the wild rush of tempera
lures seeking normal levels. heat and
cold mingled in the South Carolina
mountains and deluge of rain re
suited.
Mighty Caesars Head. Kings noun
tain and Paris mountain were washed
clear of snow by the torrent. The
wind skirled in leafiess boughs and
branches. howled through ravines and
gorges in mountainsides. and the food
| TIC OdtuOd l)lNh up ltS leu ohO
rush away even as did the man who
lay Ill and was made we'll by mir
acle.
| The mountain roads were torn and
ripped by the food. They gave mp the
frost In them and the red clay was
turned to a series of twisted ribbons.
With the cIatter Of a dozen rapid
|
bile with unusually heavy tires. high
mud guards and huge oil tank toward
the crest of Paris mountain from the
west A screen of mud and water half
obscured the driver. Big goggles hid
his eyes.
On the top of the mountain. standing
In runabout type Of machine. girl
waited. She had torn racing mask
from her face. and it lay caked with
red clay on the drivers seat behind
her Her abundant hair had fallen
from it's fastenings. and the wind play
ed with it as a great cat would play
with a loose hank Of golden yarn.
The onrushing motor made the crest
Of the mountain with heavy lurch
of a great beast in attack. came to
stop and shivered. sending fiecks Of
mud shooting to right and left as the
driver pulled himself from the wheel
seat.
Molly Bryan lifted her right hand
high in the air in the unconscious sa-
lutte of ancient times.
Stripping himself of great coat and
goggles and tossing them into his ma
chine. John Nelson hurried to her.
II saw you when you started down
CLASSY mountain" she said. Her face
was pale 81 did not know whether
you would make 1t safely" Her left
hand went to her heart.
His beard was splashed with clay.
In his eyes was the effiilgence Of the
stars. He had come. perilously cours-
ing up and down the mountains. to
ask her aid in buying Christmas gifts.
in the shops of the little city nesting
below them. for the little children of
the poor in the Dark Corner. He was
the unconscious instrument of one OF
the beatitudes. blessed are the poor"
The look In her eyes. the trembling
| OF the hand she extended to him, the
quaver in her soft voice. the quick
flush that replaced the pallor of her
cheeks as she read the love message
| in his look, gave him the hint that she
expected his tongue to utter the
| thoughts that filed his mind.
| But be held back the words. He
was still master of his tongue. but no
man with love in his heart. In every
| fiber of his being. can master his soul.
| He held up hand to her. She took
| it and started to step from her car.
Her heel slipped on the wet running
board and she fell against his breast.
Her head lay on his shoulder and.
with the world far below them and
the clouds lowering about them. their
| lips met In the kiss of betrothal
| With Molly Bryan's kiss on his lips
and sweetening his life, Nelson found
1 ~ Il l.