Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1915-10-08

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which sprang from hurt prides he felt
TOR her. % menace to his power. only
contempt.
But Juanita's resolve had in no wise
weakened. She had seen that her
original ideas had all been chaotic and
born Of ignorance. so she occupied her.
self. like a good and patient general.
in pulling all the pins out of her little
war map and drafting a completely
new plan Of campaign.
With Good Anse Talbot she rode up
dwindling watercourses to the novels
of the "branch-water folks" and across
hills wheresoever the cry of sickness
or distress called him, and since his
introduction was an open sesame, she
found welcomes where she went.
And soon this figure. that walked
with an almost lyric grace, yet with
boyish strength and litheness, became
familiar along the roads and trails.
Instead of asking. "Who mought tibet
be-" mountaineers nodded and said:
"Thets her." and some women added:
God bless tibet child"
She had been into many gloomy
cabins that repealed the brightness OF
the summer sun, and she had been
more like sunlight than anything that
had ever come through their narrow
doors before.
She sometimes rode over to the
cabin OF Fletch McNash and brought
little Dawn back with her to spend a
day or two. The "furrin" girl and the
mountain girl wandered together in
the woods. and Dawns diffidence gave
way and her alteration grew. Twice
Juanita found another visitor at the
McNash cabin-Bad Anse Havey. He
recognized her only with a naughty
nod like that of an Indian chief, and
she gave him in return slight incli-
nation of her head, accompanied by
glance of starry contempt in her violet
eyes. Yet, in the attitude of the noun
taineers to the man. she saw such
hero-worship as might have been &C
corded to some democratic young
monarch walking freely among his
subjects.
Once Fletch said: "Ma'am, how's
yore school a-comin' on? Air We git
tin things started ter suit ye?"
Juanita flushed.
mot yet" she answered. I'm try
ing to get acquainted first. When l
do start, hope to make up for lost
time"
Il reckon tibet school will be right
thor Inv,
SO. Anse?" Fletch's good-natured
density had not recognized the hos
tility between his two guests.
Anse laughed quietly.
Il reckon" he said, 80 long as the
lady Just keeps on sayin' not yet thar
won't be no harm done. l don't quar-.
rel with dreams.'
The lady flushed. and hot retort
rose to her lips. bpkshe only smiled.
I'm biding my time. Fletch." she
assured him. my dream will come
true.'
But for this dreams fulhllment she
must have land. There must be dormi-
tories for boys and girls, and play
grounds where muscles and brains,
grown slow from heavy harness. could
be quickened. She fancied herself
listening to the laughter of children
who had not before learned to laugh.
But as she made inquiries Of land
holders whom price might tempt to
sell, she was met everywhere with
reserve which puzzled her until bare
footed and slouching farmer gave her
cue to it's cause.
This man rubbed his brown toe in
the dust and spoke in lowered voice.
II don't mind tellin' ye tibet I'd be
plumb willin' ter sell out an move:
His eyes shone greedily as he added:
Fer fair flgger, but moughtn't live
ter move of l sold OUT
What do you mean?" she asked,
much puzzled.
wall. wouldn't hardly like ter hev
this travel back ter Bad Anse, but I've
done been admonished not ter make
no trades with strangers
"Oh!" she exclaimed in low voice,
and her face flushed wrathfully.
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