The Tucumcari news and Tucumcari times. [volume] (Tucumcari, N.M.) 1907-1921, 1916-04-20

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want to speak about this climate that
way. Why. haven't YOU noticed that
the Oregon mist doesn't wet through ?"
They laughed together after the
fashion OF youth and health, though at
the last turn OF words he felt a vague
uneasIness. lie remembered Sllctz
dark face between her braids and the
tears falling on her cheeks.
Poor little girl! he said to him
self. And ON Thursday of that week
another horse made it's appearance at
the camp, a wiry. long.limbed bay.
picked up NJ Toledo.
This IL for YOU. Miss Ordway." he
told tho novelist. so you may come
and go at will No one will have him
when you wish 10 ride. You can al
ways put your hand on a mount at q
moments notice. Black Bolt IN 40
frequently gone when you might need
him"
SO It came about that the young
woman from the East went after
Hampden," and tho sharp. crude man
OF the hills was To be no match for
her. by another week she could not
fare forth upon the road Il the Siletz.
ride into Toledo. where she was a
matter OF wonder In her beauty and
her smart clothes. or take the least
canter on the rangy bay but what
llampden met her-by the mercsi
chance. She was a revelation To him.
In his crude way he was o o at the
point where he would have laid down
his world for her little finger, and in
his lo"osc.tibered soul no swelled with
sclf'npproval beneath her notice.
What delicate iiattery she employed
only she herself knew. II was SUN.
cient at least. for he unwound to her
his somewhat eventful and picturesque
life with the simplicity OF a child.
They rode and talked. %traversing the
lonely ways, piercing the mist. thread
ting trails where Hampden had to ride
close at her aide TO keep the wet foil
age out OF her face. and she saw the
passion growing in him to the point
OF idolatry-which filled her soul with
rioting laughter,
I'll get It'll get IT," she told her.
self. and there was no place In the uni
verse so interesting as this rain.
soaked country. this land OF mystcri.
u operations.
What are these little, deserted
huts?" she asked him one day when
they had climbed high on "a wooded
ridge and come upon a tiny cabin. win.
dowlcss and rooted with shakes. I've
seen several OF them"
"Homestcadcr's cabin" hc answered
"Ah-and where's the homestead?
For goodness sake, did any man aver
intend a woman to live herc?"
We'll" he said reluctantly. you SEQ
that is,-no. They don't often come
here TO live. This here's a snap"
"Ah-ycs"-there was a note OF
vague puz2lcment in Poppy's golden
voicc-"and what Is that"
why. a feller comes up an takes
n claim proves up on II. you know
gets his patent-an' then sells out.
I~iclinquishes his right to the buyer 4"
"Oh-and this Is only a temporary
VI lhllk'll'lNs Sll' NuNtu N 0ulu
around AT tho dreary clearing among
the lesser growth. The man who
built this didn't intend to stay al the
beginning. And who was smart enough
enough to buy him on when he got
t!red OF staying. | wonder?"
Il did" said Hampden promptly
flushing al the imputation OF brains.
Easy" said Miss Ordway to her
self, Aloud she said wonderingly:
Well. what do you know about
trat! | fancy you made n pretty pile
or Without OF such a deal. Mr.. Hmm.
den? Just think OF the perfect oceans
and oceans of pretty clothes even n
dozen OF these great trees would buy,
Pardon think In clothes because /
love them"
The Difference OF that pardon" did
for Hampden-and the subtle implica.
ton pushed the advantage.
His face was flushed and he sat
straight on his horse, his khaki.and
blue'tiannel clad figure making a not
u~ngraceful picture against the back.
ground OF vivid green, lie whipped at
his laced boots. wet from the ferns.
and presently spoke out OF a full heart.
Yes" he said carelessly. II does take
brains. A man has got to think to
make money-an' II trkes money TO
buy the things OF I 3 life-pretty
clothes. a woman's clothes. Miss Ord,
way.
He suddenly leaned over and laid
his rough hand over hers on the pom.
mel.
Every tree would buy a dozen
trunks Julian | own millions OF
trees"
Her heart was pounding and the
sparkle was dancing In her eyes,
'MillionsY Why. that must cover
n great deal OF land! Millions OF
trees?"
"fes-b%illions," promised Hampden
rashly. lie rose In Iis saddle ana
looked through a natural opening IN
the forest down over the dropping
ridges.
why, look! All that--all that. az