The Glasgow courier. [volume] (Glasgow, Mont.) 1913-current, 1915-11-26

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near the river. l am all excitement
when l think of going there for ten
days. There are to be fifty guests. II
the other forty-nine are invited as a
means Of getting Annabel d his
roof. The name of the country house
we are to visit is the same as that OF
the man who owns it,
Wilfred Compton held the letter
closer to the light.
Brick Wilcox spoke impatiently: ~
use to stare Mt that there wOrd-we
couldn't make it out. l guess she got 1t
wrong first. then wrote it over. Just go
ahead"
Wilfred resumed the letter: II must
tell you goodby now, for AnnabeTs
maid has come to help me dress Tor
dinner, and it takes longer h 1t did
to do up the washing ut the o V ana Is
more tiresome. But l like 1t. l like
these fine, soft, beautiful things. l like
the big world. and I would like to live
in it forever and ever if you could
bring the dugout and be near enough
for me to run III any time of the day. J
wish l could run in this minute and tell
you the thousands and thousands OF
things I'll never have time to write.
Your loving. adoring, half homesick,
half bewildered. somewhat dizzy little
girl, LAHOMA.
"P. S.-Nobody has been able to tell
from word or look Of mine that have
ever been surprised at a single thing
have heard OF seen. You may be quite
sure of that"
81 bet your cried Wilcox admiring-
~. "Now, what do you think Of it,"
"She won't be there long," remarked
Bill, waving his arm. "till she finds out
what l learned long %ago-that there's
nothing to it. If you want to cultivate
a liking for a dugout just live awhile in
the open"
Il don't know as to that" Wilcox
said. 81 sorter doubts if Lahoma will
ever care for dugouts again, except as
she stays on the outside of EN- and
gets to ronancing. A mouthful Of real
ice cream spoils our taste everlasting
for frozen starch and raw eggs.
"I've made out the name of that
widower who's paying court to my
old s~weetheart,' said Wilfred, but it's
one | never heard Of before. It's Gled-
ware"
Wilcox uttered a sharp exclamation
LET me see it," He started up abrupt
ly and Dent over the page.
what of it?"~ asked Bill in surprise.
Wilcox had uttered words to which
the dugout was unaccustomed.
That's what it is" Wilcox growled.
"It's Gledware!" His face had grown
strangely dark and %forbidding.
"What Of it," reiterated Bill. Sup
pose it is Gledware: who is he?
"Do you know such a MANI" Wilfred
demanded.
"Out with it" cried Bill. growing
wrathful as the other glowered at the
fire. "What's come over you? Look
here, Brick Wilcox. Lahoma Is your
cousin, but claim my share in that lit
tie girl, and l ask you sharp and fiat
"Oh. you go to -" cried Wilcox
fiercely. "All Of YOU"
Wilfred said lightly. Red Feather
has already gone there perhaps"
"Eh?' Wilcox wheeled about as il
reused to fresh uneasincss. The Indian
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lent and unobtrusive as a shadow.
Wilcox sank on the bench beside
Bill Atkins and said harshly. "Whcre'>
my pipe?"
Don't You ask me where your PIPE
! is" snapped Eill. Wonder it IS. in th'
corne where you dropped it,"
Wilcox picked it up and slowly re
y covoVoJ hiNns,lf HNn,, coo" hn nh
i" served alphabetically. II need I.ahom;
about to keep me tame. ! was wonder
- ing the other day if l could swear if
:" wanted to. ! guess | could And /
10 put to it | guess | could take up m,
old life. and not be very awkwart
- about it either. | used to be Il tax col
"a lectOr and, of course. got rubbe VI
~ against many people that didn't wan
IL to pay. That there Gi~edware-Wel
'e maybe it isn't this one I.ahoma write
IL. about, but the one | knew is just abou
VI middle age. and he's Il wilowcr, a
u right. or The next thing TO i'll didn'
10 like Gledware. That was all. | hat
II for L.ahoma to be throwed with any
III body Of the name, but l guess it's Il
right. Iahoma amt going to let ne
body get on her off side when tn
n winds blowing"
ak Bill inquired anxiously, Did that le(
or ware you knew live neal Kansas City!
1T "He lived over in Indian Territor
'e- last time l heard Of him. Blu he wa
'le q rowing devil. He might be anywher
Only-he wasn't rich. Why. he didn
hi. have nothing on earth except Il little
yes. except n little"
to "Then he can't be the owner of a b
far estate" remarked Wilfred. with relic
ich IL don't know that. Folks goes in
F., a the territory. and somehow they co
sex trives to come out loaded down But
Ter. hope to the Almighty it's a diifrre1
Gledwarc!"
COR "Lahoma can hold her OWL" I.t,l !
wn marked confidently. You just WA
has till her next letter comes ami 900 /! 81