The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1916-11-11

wealthy, concluded Anne. For -
young n man, he IS wealthy. The Rose
! Girl Mining Company, Incorporated.
my dear. pays well. Collie Is one OF
the three largest stockholders. You
see, Billy and Overland Red have lie
cided 10 turn the claim into corpora
tion"
Don't you contradict your-your the
DRY n little, Amer" asked Louise.
mo, indeedl 1t doesn't matter In the
least who has the money, so long aa
the man IN the right one"
And Louise was silent ana n bit hap-
| pier
The little parcel that came TO tho
hospital directed 10 Collie was from
| Overland 1t was accompanied by a
wildly worded note and a small, stain
ed and wrinkled glove, at once famil-
! lar.
| Overland's note explained the delay
In forwarding the glove. ITS some
mussed up" he wrote. because 1 had
1t In my shirt when l was hit. was
some mussed up likewise. or would
not IA forgot II 30 long The little Rose
Girl sent II TO you by Brand when she
thinks you was going to cross over on
| the last sunset limited. And l am feel
/ ing Fine, thanks. Do not rite 10 me IL
Il gives you cramps.-Youres very
faithfully, Jack"
Collie turned the gauntlet over In his
trembling fingers. His eyes glowed.
He called the nurse. telling her he was
hungry.
Anne Marshalls visits were always
refreshing Well gowned. cool, fra
grant, she came next afternoon 10 Col
lies bedside.
you must get WELL" she said, smil-
ing. 'The doctor will be terribly dis
appointed IL you don't. Isn't that cold
ly encouraging? What thing TO sayl'
IL don't want 60 dlsappolnt any
body" said Collie.
"Wen, you will II you don't get bet
ter right away, sir. l wish conld do
something TO help. l can OILY sympa-
thize and encourage the doctor"
cit only came yesterday" said Collie.
TREMENDOUSLY drawing the gauntlet from
beneath his pillow
Anne Marshall gazed at the soilcd
and wrinkled glove with unenlightened
eyes Then her quick smile flashed.
ooh, now ! know So that IS the tails
man? Came yesterday? No wonder
You seem brighter
CUllie's answering smile was irresist-
ible, at isn't just the glove. But
would you mean, IL YOU was like me.
/ without being educated or anything
/ II. InuftafaI 1truutttf,,,r ,I,,pI.s
But Anne Marshall understood him
! instantly and answered his shyly ques.
! tioning eyes
Indeed ! should If / had half your
chance | shouldn't waste a minute I'm
claiming the mate TO that glove. one
! glove is Of absolutely no use, you
know"
"This one was pretty much" sighed
Collie. II was feeling like letting go
inside and not trying toto stay any
longer just before IL came"
"S-s-sh! Don't even think OF that.
Some one called on me a few days ago.
You arc n very fortunate young man"
Anne Marshall's ambiguity was not
altogether dspleasing TO Collie in that
Il was not altogether unlntelllgible.
William Stanley Winthrop, sojourn-
ing briefly but fashionably in Los An
geies, appeared at the hospital I'm I'm
maculate outing flannels. II was sew.
| eral weeks after his sisters last visit
! there Winthrop took the convalcscent
| Collie TO the Moonstonc rancho In his.
| car.
Aunt Eleanor and Walter Stone
/ hal 40
the house and Immediately taken To
the guest room. He was much fatigu.
cd with the Journey The question IN
his eyes was answered by Aunt
Eleanor. Louise rode over 10 the
north range today. She should be
back now"
Winthrop scarce needed an introduc-
ton. lie was Anne Marshall's broth
er. That was sufficient for the host
and hostess He was made welcome
as he was wherever he went. Ho had
heard great deal from his sister OF
the Stones and their beautiful niece.
Louise Lacharme lie was cnthusi
astic about the Moonstone canyon. lie
grew even more enthusiastic after
meeting Louise.
She came riding her blnck pony
Boyar down the afternoon hillslde-a
picture that he never forgot Her
gray sombrcro hung on the saddle
horn. Her gloves were tucked In her
belt. She had loosened tho neck OF
her blouse and rolled back her sleeves
at the spriIig above 20 batho her face
and arms IN the chill overflow. Her
hair ahpna with N anSt 0oIdon r0df
aucc that was ethereal In the flicker OF
afternoon sunlight through the live
oaks. From her golden head TO the
tin ,ef her small riding boot she was "A
harnony Of yigOr and grace. OF exqui
site coloring and infinite charm.
III have been quite curious about
yeu, Mr. Winthrop she said. -..You