The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1916-04-13

| fern glade when he had stopped to
her for that passing kiss. She felt a
constant pulling OF all her nature to
fall in a little way behind and follow
him. This feeling puzzled her and
several times she caught herself al
most in the act when he passed
through the big room, or paced the
length of the porch.
She fed sugar to Black Bolt, sat on
the seven-foot fir stump on the ridge
with an arm over the stald shoulders
OF Coosnah, watched the wonderful
gold lights In Miss Ordway's hair, and
dreamed more than ever. Upon the
Preacher she waited hand and foot.
with devotion beautiful In It's un
consciousness.
Ma Daily went about her business
in an unusual silence; and she, too,
took In all the details of the author
from the East, but with far different
eye.
Don't like her smile" she solllo.
.4lced I'm the steam ct her important
realm, "'tain't thick. MS spread on
mighty thin-like stepmas Jam"
But to Sandry when ne found one
OF his rare half-hours OF cessation
from the rushing work, that same
smile, brilliant and well.poised and
OF the distant world, was a refreshing
wind.
You're working too hard. Mr.. San.
dry" Miss ordway often told him,
why don't you 30 after this Hamp-
den man?"
Haven't time. This contract may
mean the slow gain Of years. | must
save II first and by all means"
HIM. I'm keen for the unusual
There may be lot in this. | believe
I'll do a little investigating. You
know spoke of II and you said go
ahead-?"
81 wouldn't mix up with that man
Miss Ordway. He's the coarsest type
ever met with"
Trust me-" said Miss ordway brief
ly, and the next moment could have
shaken herself for the salf-slangy,
half.boastful expression.
And upon the word she put her In
tention into action, for with her usual
far-sightedness she saw an almost un'
canny opening and dovetailing OF
plans.
The next day but one fltful, blowy,
fearful day, she yentured forth, clad
In a smart suit OF corduroy that had
done service on many bride path in
the far metropolis-and she sat Black
Bolt like a soldier! Sandry watched
her go with an unconscious pride In
her urban appearance. She rode
astride in his saddle, but though he ad
mired every line OF the splendid pair
he was conscious OF comparison
which left something to be desired
Black Bolt with Siletz swinging drunk
eply to the dip and lift of his running
stride, had been one. They had been
the West This was the East-and II
was artificial.
While Sandry stood at the block
watching Miss 0rdway cantoring down
the valley. he heard light step be-
hind and Siletz came around the filing
shed. He turned to her, smiling into
her eyes, which lighted slowly as they
rested on him.
"Where have you been, Little
Squaw?" he asked.
over the hog.back.'
Eight milesl You shouldn't 90 OIL
like that, child Don't you know you
might lose yourself in this wilder
ness?"
Sandry moved slightly and Slletz
glanced across his shoulder down the
valley. A gasp, as of indrawn breath
made him look up.
Her lips were open and intense as
tonishment sat upon her face. For
moment she stared at the distant
rider Then she whirled, so swiftly
that one of her long braids whipped
across Sandry's face like lash. and
dashed into the lean-to.
When she emerged the dark color
had drawn out of her cheeks and lips,
leaving them ashen. Her face worked
and Sandry fell back a step at sight
Of her eyes. They were all savage,
flaming with q rage which astounded
him.
why - why - Sletz!" he cried
catching her by the wrist as she
passed him. 81 didn't know you felt
like this about the horsel"
But she flung his grasp loose in
perfect fury and dashed up the steps
to the kitchen, the sobs coming wildly.
With an indescribable sensation
sending shivers down his spine, the
young owner went to his Office
When Miss Ordway returned late in
the day her smart habit was stained
with mud, her little cap was charm
insly awry, and she bore all the ear
marks Of adventure.
But | know Hampden OF the Vel,
low Pines." she whispered intimately
as Sandry assisted her to dismount.
III | did have to manage a rather
spectacular fall and ruin my. coat in
your unspeakable mud. think he'll
furnish admirable data"
"What?" cried Sandry, you did
that? Well, for the lnye of heaven!
No wonder you can portray other
folks emotions! You simply go out
and make y"or situatlons!"
ITO pE CONTtNuEnr
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