The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1916-11-11

felt weak ana nad no desire 10 move.
Where was he, anyway A strange.
Intangible sense OF time. distance, of
something far behind weighed upon
him. lie thought he heard step and
ly his eyes closed and he fell into a
doze.
Awakening from this, he saw Jennie
sitting beside him. In some way she
seemed to have changed. When he
spoke she gave start and turned
eagerly TO him.
'Duanew she cried.
'Hello. How re you, Jennie, and
how am II" he said, finding it little
difficult to talk.
'Oh, I'm all right" she replied.
sand you've come to--your wounds
healed; but you've been sick. Fever,
guess. did all l could"
Duane saw now that the difference
In her was a wilderness and tightness
of skin, hollowness of eye, a look
OF strain.
'Fever? How long have we been
here?" he asked.
She took some pebbles from the
crown of his sombrero and counted
them.
"Nine. Nine days." she answered.
"Nine daysl" he exclaimed, incredu-
lousy. But another look at her as,
sured him that she meant what she
said.
GLANDS men didn't come along
here?"
"No."
"Have you slept any,"
"a little. Lately 1 couldn't keep
awake"
81 should think not. You've had a
time of it sitting here day and night
nursing me, watching for the outlaws,
Come, tell me all about It."
There's nothing much to tell" she
replied, simply. 1--WE must have rid.
den forty miles that day we got away
You bled all the time. Toward even
ing you lay on your horses neck.
When we came to this place you fell
out OF the saddle. I dragged You in
here and stopped your bleeding.
though you'd die that night. But in
the morning had a little hope.
had forgotten the horses. But luckily
they didn't stray far. l caught them
and kept them down in the gorge
When your wounds closed and you be.
gan to breathe stronger thought you'd
get well quick. 1t was fever that put
you back. You raved lot and that
worried me, because 1 couldn't STOP
You. Anybody trailing us could have
heard you good ways. l don't know
whether l was scared most then OF
when you were quiet, and Il was sc
dark and lonely ana st.il all around
Every day l put stone in your hat
"Jennie, you saved my life" sait
Duane.
II don't know. Maybe. I did all
knew how to do" she replied. "Yor
saved mine-more than my life"
Their eyes met in long gaze. ant
then the.- hands In close clasp.
"Jennie, we're going to get away
he said, with gladness. "Tll be wei
In few days. You don't know how
strong I am. Well hide by day anC
travel by night. 1 can get you acros:
the river"
"And then?" she asked.
"Well find some honest rancher,'
"And then?" she persisted.
"Why," he began, slowly, that's a:
far as my thoughts ever got. 1t wa:
pretty hard, tell you, to assure my
self so much. 1t means your safety
You'll tell your story. You'll be sen
to some village or town and taken care
of until relative or friend Is notified
I~"And your she inquired in a strange
voice.
duane kept silence.
"What will you dot" she went on
"Jennie, I'll go back to the brakes
I daren't show my face among re
spectacle people. I'm an outlaw"
You won't go back among thes'
terrible men? You, with your gentle
ness and sweetness--all that's gooC
about your Oh, Duane, don't--don'
go!"
81 can't go back to the outlaws, a
least not BANDS band. No, I'll g.
alone. I'll lone-wolf 1t, as they sa.
on the border. Never mind about me
Jennie"