The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1914-11-01

getting across that first. It's a river
now, by the sound of 1t, If II never was
before"
Fortunately it's not dark yet" said
Mrs. Kimbal
THE last time I had trouble with a
| river" said Saterlee, was when my
first wife died. That was the American
River in flood. had to cross 1t to get
doctor. We'd gone prospectin-just
the old woman and mc-more for a lark
than profit"
Yes" said Mrs. kimbal sympathet-
ically.
she took sick in an hour" he went
on. From what I've heard since
guess 1t was appendicitis. Anyway, I
rode off for help hell for leather. and
when | come To the river the whole
thing was roaring and foaming like a
waterfall My horse. and he was "A
good one, couldn't make it. But did
| And when ! come to II on the return
| trip with the doctor he gave one look
and folded his arms. Mark he said.
I'm no boaster. but my life is not with
out value. I think it's my duty not to
attempt this crossing
Jim I said If you don't your soul
will be scotched. Don't you know 1t?
Folks1l point at you as the doctor that
didn't dare
Its not the daring. Mark he SAYS.
it's wanting to be sure that | make the
right choice
IL says. She was in terrible pain, Jim.
Many time she's done ySI good
turn. some YOU know of. some YOU
don't That fetched him. He caught
up his bride and drove his spurs into
| hi. "A
like leaf. | rode down the bank to
help If | could.
But he got across on long diagonal
horse and all. I waved to him to go
on and not mind about me. And he
rode Off at the gallop. But I was too
heavy. | guess. ! lost my second horse
| in that flood. and had To foot II into
camp. was too late. Pain had made
her unconscious and she was dead But
before giViu in she'd wrote me a letter"
He broke off short. And there's ella
River" he said,
Il hoped you We're going to tell me
what your poor wife said in her letter."
said Mrs. K,mbal.
"Oh. maam," he said, hesltated,
cleared his throat. and became routed
and confused.
IF you'd rather not" said Mrs.
Kimbal.
1T isn't that" he said. 1T would
seem like Dragging"
surely not" she said.
Saterlee with his eyes on the broad.
brown flood which they We're approach
ing, repeated like lesson:
"Mark--l'm dying. | want 1t to do
good, not harm. Jenny always thought
the world of you. Youll be lonely
I no., 1.,,f 20. Ia
lonely. You gave me peace on earth
And you can't he happy unless you've
got a woman to pet and pamper. That's
your nature"
He paused.
THAT was ALL" he said, and wiped
his forehead with the palm of his hand,
1T just stopped there"
I'm glad you told me-" said Mrs.
, Kmbal gently. 1T will be a lesson to
me not to spring To conclusions and
not To make up my mind about things
, I'm not familiar with"
When they came To where the road
disappeared under the swift unbroken
brown of ella River the old horse
paused of her own accord, and turning
her bony and SCARED head half
revolution, stared almost rudely at the
occupants of the buggy.
> 1T all depends" said Saterlee, how
!, deep the water runs over the road and
whether we can keep to the road. You
see, it comes out higher up than 1t goes
, in. Can you swim. maam?'
Mrs Kimbal admitted that in clothes
made to the purpose and in very shallow
water, she was not without proficiency
Would you rather we turned back|
he asked.
, IL feel sure you'll get me over" she
said.
= Then" said Saterlee lets put the
= hood down. In case we do Capsize we
= don't want to get caught under it,
Satcrlec on his side and Mrs kimbaI
=, not without ordinations Of annoyance
= on hers, broke the toggle joints that
'. held the dlapidated hood in place and
- thrust it backward and down Al once
the air seemed to circulate with greater
T.. freshness.
! For some moments Saterlee CON
" sidered the river. upstream, down
y stream and across, knitting his brow'
-, to see better, for the light was fallinl
" by leaps and bounds, Then, in an en-
- barrassed voice:
"I've got to do it," he said. ITS onl'
" right"
WHAT" said Mrs. Kimbal.
" 81 feel sure" he said. that under tn
circumstances you'll make every allow
- ance, maam."
Without further hesitation-in fact
y with almost desperate haste. as II wish
" ing to dispose of a disagreeable duty
he ripped open the buttons of his waisf
a" coat and removed 1t at the same tim
with his coat, as If the two had bee!
but one garment. lie tossed them int
the bottom Of the buggy in disorder
heap. But Mrs. Kimbal rescued then
separated them, folded them neatly an
slowed them under the seat.
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