Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1916-01-14

at the wonderful man-beauty of him.
She could not forget the day in the
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 staid 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 its UNI
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 solilo-
quiZed in the steam of her important
realm, "tain't thick It's spread on
mighty thin-like a step-ma's jam
But to Sandry, when he found one
of his rare halfhours 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 go after this Hamp-
den man."
Haven't time. This contract may
mean the slow gain of years. | must
save it first and by all means"
HIN. I'm keen for the unusual.
There may be a lot in this. believe
I'll do a little investigating You
know | spoke of it and you said go
ahead"
Il 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 salfslangy,
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 q fitful, bowy,
fearful day, she ventured forth, clad
in a smart suit of corduroy that had
done service on many a 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 a comparison
which left something to be desired.
Black Bolt with Siletz swinging drunk
emily to the dip and lift of his running
stride, had been one. They had been
the West. This was the East-and it
was artificial
While Sandry stood at the block
watching Miss Ordway cantering down
the valley, he heard a light step be-
hind and SiletZ came around the fling
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 miles! You shouldn't 20 off
like that, child. Don't you know you
might lose yourself in this wilder
, ness?"
Sandry moved slightly and SiIetz
glanced across his shoulder down the
valley A gasp, as of indrawn breath
made him look up.
. Her lips were open and intense as
constituent sat upon her face, For a
; 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 ashey Her face worked
! and Sandry fell b& - a step at sight
/ of her eyes. They were all savage
flaming with a rage which astounded
him.
Why - why - Sletz!" he cried
= catching her by the wrist as she
! passed him, Il didn't know you felt
r like this about the horse"
But she flung his grasp loose in q
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
D., ingly awry, and she bore all the ear
I marks of adventure.
But | know Hampden of the Vel
= low Pines" she whispered intimately
, as Sandry assisted her to dismount
5 IF | did have to manage a rather
? spectacular fall and ruin my coat in
, your unspeakable mud. l think he'll
I furnish admirable data"
What" cried Sandry, you did
that? Well for the love of heaven!
No wonder you can portray other
folks emotions! You simply go Out
and make your situations"
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