The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1916-03-30

II told him . vsovldnT stand fee hls
coarse ways, and ! ~en'ti"
He overlook me. yes"
-what did he sayY'
He hesitated. He was pretty hot
and said things he'll be sorry for when
he cools on"
He told you got to come here any
more-advlsed you to hit the outgoing
trail--didn't her
He flushed with returning shame Of
II all. but quietly answered. yes. be
said something about riding east"
Are you going to do itY'
"Not today. but I guess I'd better
keep away from here"
She looked at him steadily. why
Because you've been very kind to
me. and ! wouldn't for the world do
anything to hurt or embarrass you"
Don't you mind about me-" she re
sponded bluntly. what happened this
morning wasn't your fault nor mine
Come; father will be looking for you"
With feeling that he was involving
both the girl and himself In still dark
er storms. the young fellow yielded to
her command. and together they walk
ed along the weed bordered path. while
she continued:
This isn't the first time Gilt has
started In TO discipline me. but it's
obliged to be the last He's the kind
that think they own a girl Just as soon
N they get her to wear an engagement
ring. But CHI don't own me. told
him ] wouldn't stand for his coarse
ways, and ] won't!'
Wayland tried to bring her back TO
humor You're q kind Of new wo
man."
She turned a stern look on him.
"You bet 1 ami was raised a free
citizen. No man can make a slave Of
me. thought he understood that, but
II seems be didn't He's all right In
many ways-ohe Of the best riders In
the country-but he's pretty tolerable
domineering."
Mrs. McFarlane greeted Norcross
with cordial word and earnest hand
clasp. I'm glad to see you looking 80
WELL" she said. with charming SINGER
ity.
I'm browner anyway" be answered.
and turned to meet McFarlane. a
short. black bearded man with fne
dark eyes and shapely hands-hands
that had never done anything more
toilsome than to lift bride rein or to
clutch the handle of a gun. He was
the horseman In all his training. and.
though he owned hundreds Of acres Of
land. In had never so much as held a
plow or piled a spade. His manner
was that OF the COW boss, the lord OF
great herds. the claimant Of empires
Of government grass land Poor as his
house looked, he was In reality rich.
Narrow minded In respect TO his own
interests. he was well In advance OF
his neighbors on matters relating to
the general welfare. a curious mixture
OF greed and generosity. as most men
are. and. though he had been made
supervisor mt time when political
pull still crippled the service. he was
loyal TO the Tag. I'm mighty glad to
see you" he heartily began. 1--WE don't
often get a man from the sea level.
and when we do we squeeze him dry"
His voice. low. languid and soft, was
most inslnuating. and for hours he
kept his guest talking Of the east and
It's Industries and preJudlces, and Ber-
RE and her mother listened with deep
admiration. for the youngster had seen
a good deal Of the old world and was
unusually well read on historical lines
OF inquiry. He talked well, too, In
spired by his attentive audience.
Berries eyes. wide and eager, were
fixed upon him unwaveringly. He felt
her wonder. her admiration, and was
inspired to do his best Something In
her absorbed attention led him to speak
Of things 80 personal that he wonder
ed at himself for uttering them.
"I've been dilettante all my life"
was one OF his confessions. "I've trav.
eled: I've studied I'm a tepid sort OF
fashion; / went through college with
out any idea OF doing anything with
what got: I had a sort OF pride In
keeping up with my fellows. and had
no idea OF preparing for any work In
the world. Then came my breakdown
and my doctor ordered me out here
came intending TO fish and loaf around,
but I can't do that I've got to do
something or 20 back home"
At last Mrs. McFarlane rose and
Berea. reluctantly. like a child loarh Ia
miss a fairy story, held out her hand
/ 10 say good night. and the young INA