Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1915-10-22

his arms, but she held him Oh and
shook her head.
II told you not to come" she re-
buked him in q voice that lacked con-
viction.
"And flagrantly disobeyed you" he
answered CAS- l mean henceforth to
disobey you. Once l lost you because
l played a weak game. You want a
conqueror. and l have always been a
suppliant. Now / have changed my
method"
"Oh!" said Juanita family. For Just
an instant she felt q leap at her heart.
Perhaps, after all. he had grown to
her standard. That was how she must
be won, il ever won, and she wanted
to be won.
She saw him draw out Of his pocket
small box which she had once given
back to him and take from it ring she
had once worn. but again she shook
her head.
mot vat, DEAR" she said very softly.
''You haven't proved yourself a con-
Queror yet, you know. You've Just
called yourself one."
Then her heart misgave her, for,
after gazing into her eyes with hurt
look, the man "sked his disappoint-
ment behind q smile Of Difference and
replied: Every we'll, can wait. but
that's how it must be in the end"
In the end! Juanita knew that. after
all, he had not changed.
He was still the man Of brave in
tents and words-still the man who
stood hesitant at the moment for a
blow.
1t was while Malcolm was Juanita' S
guest that Anse Havey broke his re-
solve and for the first time came
through the gate of the school, She
saw him come with pleased little
sense Of having broken down his re-
serve and a feeling of feminine vic.
tory.
A moment later the mountaineer was
standing on the steps and shaking
hands with Roger Malcolm, whom he
greeted briefly and with mountain re-
serve.
II Was down at Peril with couple
of teams" he said. turning to Juanita.
"an' found lot of boxes at the sta
ton for ye lowed We didn't hardly
have any teams handy. SO fetched
'em back to my house. I'll send them
over in the morning, but thought
I'd ride over tonight an tell ye.'
She had been wondering how, at a
time of mired roads. she was to have
those books. which she would soon
need. brought across the ridge. Now
he had solved the problem for her.
Anse Havey stood leaning against a
porch post. his broad shoulders and
clt.rcut profile etched against the
moonlight as he studied the Philadel.
phian. Suddenly he asked abruptly:
"Have We found anything that inter
ests We in the coal an timber line?"
Roger Malcolm glanced up and
knocked the ash from his pipe against
the rail of the porch He had not sus
pected that his rambles about the hills
with a set of maps and geologfst's
hammer had been noted.
But he showed no surprise as he an
swered with perfect frankness: Eyes
and no. came primarily to see how
Miss Holland was progressing Will
her work. It's true l have though
something of investing in mountatl
resources, but that lies in the future.
Havey nodded and said quietly: e
hope We decides to invest elsewhere.
$50 far as a casual inspection shows
this country looks pretty good to me.
reioined Malcolm easily. Il may bug
here-provided, Of course. the price is
right"
This country's mighty pore" said
the head Of the Haveys slowly. about
all it can raise is little corn an q
heap Of hell. but down underneath the
rocks there's wealth."
Then the man who can unlock the
hills and get it out ought to be vel
come as benefactor. ought he not?'
inquired the fastener with smile.
HE won't be-" was the short re.
Spouse.
"Why?''
THE men from outside always dim
to get the benefit of that wealth an
then to move us off our mountains, an
there amt nowheres else on earth a
mountain man can live. Developin'
seems pretty much like plunderin' to
US. We centrally ask benefactors like
that to 90 away"
And do they usually go?"
mo; not usually. They always
goes"
do you expect me to believe that,
Mr.. Havey?" queried Malcolm. still
smiling.
II don't neither ask ye to believe 1t
! nor to disbelieve it." was the cool re-
joinder. I'm just tellin' it to We, that's
all"
Malcolm refilled his pipe and offered
the tobacco pouch to Havey: Anse
shook his head with a curt Much
obleeged," and the visitor said casual,
~: well, we needn't have any argu-
ment on that score yet, Mr.. Havey. My
activities. II they eventuate, belong to
the future, and when that time comes
perhaps we shall be able to agree.
after all"
II reckon we won't hardly agree on
no proposition for despoilin' my PEG
pie. Mr.. Malcolm"
Then we can disagree, when the
time comes" remarked the other man
with = trace Of tartness in his voice.
Then ye don't aim to develop 10
just now7"
Malcolm shook his head. the glow Of
hfa nina howl for n m0ment lighting