The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1914-07-18

morning.
She was puzzled at finding
Boyar and Yuma together. She
noticed Boyar had trailed his
bride across the yard--an un-
usual thing for him to do. con-
sidering his training.
The girl wondered why Collie
had saddled Yuma. He usually
rode one of the ranch horses to
work. She wanted to talk with
him--to reason with him: for her
knowledge OF the previous nights
disclosures worried and distressed
her.
But Collie was not to be seen.
Deliberately Louise united the
Yuma colt and swung into the
saddle. She knew Collie would
follow her. She was riding his
pony, the Yuma colt. and he would
be fearful for the riders safety.
Collie, coming from the bunk
house. found Black Boyar stand
ing alone where his own pony had
stood. This was not an invitation,
this was daring him to follow.
He rode into the canyon, half
conscious of Yuma's racks ahead
of him. He rode past the tracks
as they swerved toward a grassy
newell near the stream.
"CoIliei"
Louise stood beside the Yuma.
patting the pony's neck. Collie
raised his sombrero formally.
Yes, ma'am."
Collie, DON'T Say anything
but that. You look awfully glum.
Surely not because | took Yuma"
'No. Only l was afraid for
you"
why? I'm here. safe enough.
Had breakfast"
Yes. wanted to see you about
something, Louise"
All right. But you are so un-
naturally tall and judicial sitting
there on Boyar. Please get down.
You don't act naturally. Is there
something about me that is dit
/ ferent? Is that it,"
mo. l wish you was different
sometimes.
You do?"
NO." he said gently. II don't
wish you were different. want
to remember you like you are"
'To remember me7"
| YES" he whispered. ito re-
member you"
He seemed to see regret, aston
ishment. questioning. gentle re-
/ proof. even a hint of amusement
] In her eyes.
| Collie. do you realize that I
have already asked you to dis
mount? Shall have to ask you
again? Do you realize that I am
standing while you are sitting
your horse?"
Il am begging your pardon.
Louise"
The girl nodded brightly. She
watched the rise and fall OF the
muscles of his arm, beneath his
flannel shirt, as he lighted his
cigaret. How broad-chested and
strong and wholesome he seemed
in the morning sunlight
81 think / could stand II II you
would just be mean once" said
| Collie.
stand what, Collier"
He had been watching her as
| she stroked the pony'c neck.
tSwiftly she turned from the horse
land faced him. What, Collief"
There was laughter in her eyes, a
laughter that challenged more
than his serious mood.
: His eyes grew wide with I'M
spoken love, unuttered longing.
Her poise had an inexplicable sug-
| gestion of royal courage, as
though she we're battling for
more than her lips could utter.
In her absence he had adored her.
Now he forgot all that he had
meant to tell her in the sensuous
delight of her mere presence. But
even that was not enough. He
dropped the pony's reins and
strobe toward her. Louise paled
even as he drew near.
LET me Just worship you = a
little while-a little WHILE" he
whispered.
"Only a little while7" she
breathed; and the soft rose
| glowed in her cheeks.
Just forever" he said.
And Louise Lacharme. more
beautiful than the morning,
Louise, his Madonna of the Rose,
lifted her arms to him. Her lips
auivering like a chfld's, tremul-
Gus with longing to tell him silent
Iy. as his lips found hers. all that
her heart was giving and all the