The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-09-07

When Red disappeared up in those des- ert hills, reckon Saunders must have got hold of a paper and read about the getaway here at the Moonstone. He just naturally came over here and got job to see if he couldn't trace Red" T
 You are thinking of joining Mir, Summers at the claimT'
 "Yes. The eastern folks are gone now. I hate to go. But I got to get busy and make some money. A fellow hasn't much of a show without money these days"
 Louise was silent. She sat gazing across the valley.
 Collie approached her hesitatingly, T just got to say it--after all that's happened. Seems that could, now"
 Louise .paled and flushed. "Oh Col lie," she cried entreatingly. we have been such good friends. Please don't spoil it all!'
 q know am fool" he said, Cor was going to be. But please to take Boyar and go. I'll bring Rally. I was wrong to think you would listen lit- tle."
 But Louise remained sitting upon the rock as though she had not heard him. Slowly he stepped toward her, his spurs jingling musica1ly. He caught up one of her gloves and turned it over and over in his fingers with kiIA of clumsy reverence. "It's mighty little and there's the shape of your hand in 1t, just like it bends when you hold the reins. It seems like thing almost too good for me to touch, because it means you. Il know you won't laugh at me, either."
 Louise turned toward him. "No. understand" she said.
 Here was where Red and first saw you to know who you was. used to hate folks that wore good clothes. thought they was all the same, you and all that kind. But, no, it aint so. You looked back once, when you were rid ing away from the jail that time. was going to look for Red and not go to work at the Moonstone. I saw you look back. That settled it. I was proud tc think you cared even anything for 2 tramp. I was mighty lonesome then Since I got to thinking I'd be some. body some day. But can see where stand I'm puncher, working for the Moonstone. You kind of liked me be cause I had hard luck when I was g kid. But that made me love you. II aint wrong, I guess, to love something you can't ever reach up to. It atn't wrong to keep on loving, only it's awful lonesome not to ever tell you about it. : "Tm sorry, Collie," said Louise gen | tly.
 ''Please don't be sorry. Why, Tn glad! Maybe you don't think it is th' best thing in the world to love a girl | l ain't asking anything but to just gt on loving you. Seems like a mai wants the girl he loves to know it | even if that is just all. You said love horses. do. But loving yo1 started me loving horses. Red sait once that was just living like what | thought you wanted me to be. Red wise when he takes his time to it. Bu now I'm living the way think wan to. won't ask you to say you care I guess you don't-that way. But if ever get rich-thep'-
 Collie, you must not think l an different from any other girl. I'm jus l as selfish and stubborn as can be l I almost feel ashamed to have yo think of me as you do. Let's be seusi ble about it. You know like yor Pm glad you care = for = what yo think I am."
 That's it. You are always so kin to fellow that it makes me feel mea to speak like I have. You listened and I am pretty glad of that"
 He turned and caught Boyar's bridlt Mounting. he caught up. Yuma an
 Rally. Slowly Collie and the girl rod
 the trail to the level of the summit
 Slowly they dropped down the descen into Moonstone canyon.
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