The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1914-07-16

H-tAhh hoih hVHotHlik utNpfF Andh
friendship In shirley's acquaintance
with Valiant. It had been OF the
yaguest. His choice OF her as Queen
OF Beauty had seemed a natural HON
age TO that swift and unfinching act
OF hers which had saved his life
There was Ina her mind more OBJ
'vions explanation OF shirley's altered
demeanor. Perhaps IT'S Chilly Lusk.
she had said to herself. Have they
had a foolish quarrel, wonder? All
well. Ia her own time she will tell
me"
There was some relief 20 Shirley's
oyefeharged feelings In the very dis.
comfort OF the drenched weather the
sucking pull OF the wet clay on her
boots and the fiirt OF the drops on her
checks and hair. She thrust her dog.
skin gloves into her pocket and held
her arms outstretched to lot the wind
blow through her fingers. The mois-
ture clung in damp wreaths to her
hair and rolled in great drops down
her coat az she went.
The widest most secluded walks
had always drawn her most and she
instinctiyely chose one OF these today.
II was the road whereon squatted Mad
Anthony's whltewashed cabin. "Dah's
or man gwine look Ia dem eyes, honey.
On gwine make EN- cry en- cry" She
had forgotten the Incident of that day,
when he had read her fortune, but
now the 'quavering prophecy came
back 70 her with shivering sense Of
reality. "Fo dahs fab en- she ain
afeah'd, en- dah's watah en- she ain
afeah'd. Eta de thing whut eat de
ha'at outen de breas'--dat whut she
afeah'd Oft" II II were only fire and
water that threatened heri
She struck her hands together with
an inaTtieulate cry. She remembered
the laugh In valiant's eyes as they had
planted the roses. the characteristic
gesture with which he tossed the wav.
Ing hair from his forehead how she
had named the ducks and the pea.
cock and chosen the spots for his
flowers: and she smiled for such mem.
ories, even In the stabbing knowledge
that these dear trivial things could
mean nothing 10 her In the future,
She tried to realize that he was gone
from her life. that he was the one
man on earth whom to marry would
be- TO strike to the heart her love
and loyalty TO her mother. and she
said this over and over to herself In
varying phrases;
You can't No matter how much
you love him. you can't His father
deliberately ruined your mothers life
your own motheri It's bad enough
70 love him--you cant help that. hut
you can help marrying him. You
would hate yourself You can never
kiss him again, or feel his arms around
you. You can't touch his hand. You
mustn't even see him Not II Il breaks
your heartas your mothers heart
was hrokenl"
She had turned into an unbeaten
way that ambled from the road
through track ot. tall oaks and pines.
scarce more than bride path, wind.
Ing almlessly through bracken.strewn
depths SO dense that even the wild.
roses had not found them. In her
childish hurts she had always fed 20
the eo,upanionship of the trees. she
had known them every one the black.
gum and pale dogwood aud gnarled
hickory. the prlckly balled button.
wood. the lowly mulberry and the
majestic red oak and walnut. They
had seemed friendly aud plying coun.
sellers, standing about her with arms
intertwined. Now, with the rain weep
Ing Ia soughlug gusts through them,
they offered her no comfort She sud
denly threw herself face down on the
soaked moss
"oh, God" shc cried. II love him
So And had only that one evening.
II doesn't seem just II | could only
have him. and suffer some other wayl
He's suffering, too. and II isn't our
FAULT We neither Of us harmed any.
one' HE isn't responsible for what
his father dldwhy, he hardly knew
hlm' oh. God. why must II be SO
hard for U.S. Millions OF other people
love each other and nothing separates
them like this'"
Shirley'E warm breath made a little
tog against the starcyed moss. She
was scarcely conscious Of her we and
ellnxing clothing, aud the soaked
strands of her hair. She was so
wrapped In her desolatlon that she no
longer heard The sound OF the perse-
verinE rain and the wet swtshing OF
the bushes parting now to hurried
step that tell almo~t without sound on
the spongy forest soil She s,srtcd
up suddenly to see Valiant before her.
lie was In somewhat battered
watkins suit Of brown Khaki. with a
leather belt aud felt hat whose brtm
stir With the wet was rnrNnh A.,,.,,