The Hays free press. [volume] (Hays, Kan.) 1908-1924, 1915-01-02

a girl like you, he couldn't gain enough
in the world to make up for it All
want is that he shall have the chance
to make the best OF his life"
7 reckon Samson don't need 10
fotched-on help ter make folks ac-
knowledge him
Every man needs his chance He
can be a great painter-but that's the
least part of it. He can come back
equipped for anything that life offers.
Here, he is wasted"
"Ye mean'-she put the question
with hurt quaver in her voice-'ye
mean we all hain't good enough for
Samson?'
mo. only mean that Samson wants
to grow-and he needs space and new
scenes in which to grow I want to
take him where he can see more of the
world-not only a little section of the
world. Surely, you are not distrustful
of Samson's loyalty? I want him to go
with me for while, and see life"
Don't ye say hit!" The defiance in
her voice was being pathetically tan
gled up with the tears. She was
speaking in transport Of grief. Don't
ye say hit. Take anybody else-take
'em all down thar, but leave US Sam
son. We needs him hyar. We've Jest
got ter have Samson hyar."
She faced him still with quiYering
lips, but in another moment, with a
sudden sob. she dropped to the rock.
and buried her face in her crossed
arms. He went over and softly laid
q hand IN bor Sbou1dor
Miss Sally" he began
She suddenly turned on him a tear
stained, Infatuated face, stormy with
blazing eyes and wet cheeks and
trembling lips.
Don't touch me-" she cried; don't
We dare ter touch met I hain't nothin'
but a gaI-but 1 reckon could most
tear ye ter pieces. Ye're jest a pizen
snake, anyhow!" Then, she pointed a
tremulous finger OF up the road Cit
away from hyar," she commanded. i
don't never want ter see ye again
Ye're tryin' ter steal everything /
loves. Git away, tells ye!-git away
-begone!"
Think it over" urged Lescott, quiet
". See if your heart doesn't say am
turned, and began making his way
over the rocks; but, before he had
gone far, he sat down to reflect upon
the situation. Certainly, he was not
augmenting his popularity. A half
hour later, he heard a rustic, and.
turning, saw Sally standing not far on.
She was hesitating at the edge OF the
underbrush, and Lescott read in her
eyes the effort it was costing her 20
come forward and apologize
81 reckon reckon I've got ter ask
yore pardon" she said, slowly and with
labored utterance. He looked up to
see her standing with her head droop-
ing and her fingers nervously pulling a
flower to pieces
81 reckon 1 hain't a plumb fool
knows thet Samson's got right ter
eddication Anyhow, knows he wants
hit"
Education said the man, isn't go
ing to change Samson. except to make
him finer than he is-and more
capable"
She shook her head 81 hain't got
no eddication," she answered Hits
a-goin' ter make him too good fer me-
1 reckon hits a-goin' ter Jest about
kill me- - Her lips twisted
themselves into pathetic smile again
and her chin came stifly up. But.
she added. determinedly. tibet don't
make no diff renee, nOhow."
Yet, when Samson that evening gave
his whippoorwill call at the Widow
Miller's cabin, he found detected and
miserable girl sitting on the stile. with
her chin propped in her two hands and
her eyes full of somberness and fore
boding.
What's the matter. Sally?~ CUES
toned he, anxiousIy. Hes that low
down Tamarack Spicer been round
here teIlin' ye some more stories ter
poster ye?"
She shook her head in silence
Usually, she bore the brunt OF their
conversations. Samson merely agree
ing with, or overruling. her in lordly
brevities. The boy climbed up and sat
beside her.
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