The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1914-04-03

urOuSn every tortured CreVlce OF lis
impatient frame. Like steel from tlint
it struck out a crisp oath that brought
an answering bovine snort from the
fenCe-corner.
Worming like a lizard to freedom.
his eyes puckered smut with the
wretched pang, John Valiant sat up
and shook his grimy fist in the air.
You silly loating idiot" he cried.
"Ihump your Owl c~razy-bone and see
how YOU like il, You-oh, lord"
His arm dropped, and a flush spread
Over his face to the brow. For his
eyes had opened. He was g~esturing
not at the bull but at q girl, who
fronted him beside the road, haughtl-
ness N the very hue OF her gray-biue
linen walking suit and, in the clear
cut cameo face under her felt cavalry
hat, myrtle-blue eyes that held a
smolder of mingled establishment and
Indignation. An instant he gazed. all
the muscles Of his face frightened with
chagrin.
I! beg your pardon" he STAN
- uibb oCt SON' ca
didn't. l was-l was talking to the
bull"
The girl had been gIancing from the
flushed face to the thistly fence-corner,
while the startled dignity Of her feat
ures warred with an unmistakable ten
dency to mirth. He had struggled to
his feet, nursing his bruised elbow,
irritably conscious Of his resemblance
to an emerging chimney-sweep. Il
don't habitually swear" he said, but
I'd got 10 the point when something
had to explode"
oh" she said. don't mind me-"
Then mirth conquered and she broke
forth suddenly into a laugh that
; seemed to set the whole place aguiver
with a musical contagiCn. They both
laughed in concert, while the bull
paved the ground and sent forth a
rumbling below CT affront and chal-
lcnge.
She was the first to ecove You
did look so funny she gasped.
Il can believe it," be agreed, max.
ing a vicious dab at his smudged ell
bow. The possibilities of a motor for
comedy are simply stupendous."
She came closer and looked curious
~ at the Quiesccnt monster-at the
steamer-trunk strapped on the carrier
and the bulging portmanteau peeping
over the side OF the tonneau. is it
broken?'
Merely IN strike, | imagine. Ar'
we far from the v~illage?"
About q mile and a half"
I'll have TO have it towed after me
The immediate point is my traps.
! wonder if there is likely to be a team
passing"
I'm afraid it's not too certain" an
swered the girl. and now he noted the
liquid meditation, with it's slightly
questioning accent, c~harmingly South
ern. There is nc livery, but there is
a negro who meets the train some
times. l can send him il you like"
You're very good said Valiant. as
she turned away, and I'll be enor-
mously obliged. Oh-and If you see a
white dog, don't be frightened if he
tries to follow you. He's perfectly
kind
She looked back mOmentarily.
"Ile-he always follows people he
likes, you see"
Thank you she said. The tone
had now a hiEt-small. yet percepti-
ble-of aloOfncss. I'm rot in the least
| afraid of dogs" And with Il little nod.
she swung briskly on up the Red Road.
John Valiant stood staring after her
til she had passed from view around
a curve. oh, glory" he muttered.
To begin by shaking your fist at her
and end by making her wonder if you
aren't trying to be fresh! You poor,
profane, laundering dClt."
CTO BE C~OETIEUED)