The Glasgow courier., 1916-11-10

| ness?"
| Now you are quibbling. And does
sweetness mean me or what you said
at breakfast? Because you said the
whole da rned SYSTEM and there were
two ladies at the table. OF course that
was before breakfast. After break
fast you picked a rose for aunty and
kissed me-
Walter Stone laughed heartily. But
do take great deal Of interest in
anything that interests you
| Louise slipped lithely from the porch
rail and swung up on the broad arm
Of his chair. smuggling against him i'm
petuOusly. Il know you do. uncle. l
Just love you! I'll stop teasing"
II surrender. I'm pretty fair sol
der at long range, but this and his
arm went round her affectionately-
'this is utter defeat. strike my col
ors. Then. you always give in so
gracefully"
ITO you perhaps. Uncle Walter. But
l haven't given in this time. I'm just
as interested as ever"
And you think they are the men
we saw out on the Mojave by the wa
ter tank -
"Oh. know it! They remembered
the rose. They spoke of'it right away.
before l did"
Yes. Louise. And you remember.
too, that they were arrested at Bar
stow-for murder. the conductor said:"
That's just it. The boy Collie says
the tramp Overland Red didn't kill
the man. He was trying to save him
and gave him water. If YOU could only
hear what the boy says about it.
My heart my service and my fu-
ture are ut your feet. Senorita Louise,
my mouse. Are your eyes gray or
green this morning."
"Both.'' said Louise quickly. Green
for spunk and gray for love. That's
what Aunty Eleanor says"
"Come a little nearer. Let me see.
No, they are quite gray now"
"'Cause why:" she cooed. and. stoop-
ing, kissed him with warm. careless
affection. "You always ask me about
my eyes when you want me to kiss
you. OF course when you want to kiss
me. why. you just come and take EN-"
"My esteemed privilege, sweetheart.
l am your caballero.'
"Did Aunty Eleanor" said Louise.
But Walter Stone rose and straight
ened his shoulders. THAT will do
mouse. | can't have any jealousy be
tween my sweethearts."
Never. And. Uncle Walter. do You
want to ride Major or Rally? Rally
and Boyar get along better together
I'll saddle BOY in jiffy."
At the crossroads in the valley stood
the local jail, or 'coop," as it was more
descriptivcly called. Unpainted, isolat-
ed, it's solitary ugliness lacked even the
squald dignity commonly associated
with the word "jail" The sun pelted
down upon it's bleached, unShaded roof
and sides The burning air ran over its
warped shingles like kind of color
less fire.
The boy Collie, half dreaming in the
sutfocating heat OF the place, started to
his feet as the door swung open. He
had heard horses coming. They had
stopped. He could hardly realize that
the sunlight was swimming through
the close dusk Of the place. But the
girl Of MoOnstone canyon, refining
Boyar round was real. and she smiled
, and nodded a greeting.
/, This is Mr.. Stone. my uncle" she
l said. He wants to talk with you.'
: With a glance that noted each un-
, lovely detail of the place, the broken
, iron bed. the cracked pitcher and the
nnspcakable Blankets Louise touched
her pony and was gone
collie rubbed his eyes, blinking IN
. the sun as he stood gazing after her.
Walter Stone standing near the door.
way. noted the lads clear. healthy skin
, his well shaped head with it's tumble
of wavy black hair and the luminous
dark eyes. He felt an instant sympa
thy for the boy, sympathy that he
, masked with "a businesslike brusque
! ness. well, young man."
i Yes. sir
> Come outside. It's vile in there"
Stone led his pony to the north side
e of the "coop.''
o Collie followed
Z Away to the west he saw the hazA
pedhS. ~ lake Oi burning dlF purse.
above the fiat. hot floor of the valley
S Over there lay the hills and the shade
a and the road Somewhere beyond wat
S Overland. his friend, pennless, hunt
$ ed, hungry.
). 'She brung you:" queried the boy.
: Yes. ! have seen Tenlow. the sher
e if. He is willing to let you 60 at my
request. What do you intend doing
now that you are free?"
:. Il don know. Find Red, | guess"
Y Walter Stone nodded.
: "What them"
!. "Oh, stick it out with Red. Theyl
: he after him sure now Reds my pal
y What has he done to get the polio.
:, after him.
:, "NOthin'. It's the bunch"
:. THE bunch:'