The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1917-08-04
Eleventh EPISODE
Lovers Leap.
THE BoRDERLAND.

Yver since earliest dawn the train
IA been alternately climbing with
s,torous respiration the Strengthened
,ssses and sweeping down in wild,
hee fight through the widening val
ks of a great and spacious land of
hsggard beauty.
And since her eyes had first opened
n this new day ii had not been posi-
Me for long to distract Patria's atten-
ION from that endless panorama of
rim. stark hills, painted desert and
boundless plains.
And in Patria's eyes, while she
l watched, a gladness shOne deep and
l tender; and ever and again her young
bosom would lift and fall with a gen.
DE sigh Of happiness.
For this, to her, was homecoming;
| she was returning, after a long So
/ burn In a strange far country, to the
/ lind which held first place in her
heart.
Toward mid-afternoon the train
pausel at a little station.
Here there was uncommon hustle or
life. In addition to the customary
groups of idle Mexicans and half
breeds, squaws with crude pottery to
sell to the avid tourist. and assorted
loafers, a company of hard-riding cow
people had gathered, and a couple of
rough-coated motorcars stood wait
ing.
As Patria, with her little train of
servants and companions, descended
| to the platform. high-splrited cheering
greeted her; the horsemen and women
yelled piercingly, and tossed aloft their
hats; and from one Of the motorcars
la man whose hSaviness of stature as
sorted oddly with his alertness of ges
ture strobe forward sombrero in hand
| then paused, stared and said in q
1 voice of wonder:
-Patria Channingi"
The girl identified him after a mo
nent of perplexity. during which hei
memory harked back to days a decade
Isgo. Her characteristic little frown OF
thought was dispelled by a smile and
laugh of joyful recognition.
/ .Rodman PillsburyI" she exclaimed
land gave him both her hands.
| He took them awkwardly, shaking q
lstIl bewildered head.
4 4 don't know you at all, Pat he
said. II was waiting for little girl
Ia freckled. long-legged tomboy who
eould beat me riding and shooting and
t-'most every way. And here you're
. woman grown Lord! how
fsnnque you make me feel!"
Ton needn't" she told him gayly.
1eu've grown up every whit as much
uEbut no more, not the least bit.
Nm went East you were as sturdy
- husky as a stringbean and now
Wrs a. slim and lissome as a water
neml Heavens! don't accuse me of
wing changed! But forgive
swiftly she made Pillsbury known
Az chaperon and Captain Parr.
want you to be great friends" she
with Just hint of embarrassment
= nee last clasped hands. "Rodman
- Ne nrst sweetheart 1 ever had.
and Donald" she added charm
" 10 Pillsbury, as my last; we are
DQeed.
a Nh4 immense relief there was no
9 hostility In the greeting which
accorded her betrothed.
x hllsbury had grown up in more
pnysque in the course of ten
The ability to mask his feel
With impenetrable Discrimination
oaiy one Of the accomplishments
ne had acquired, and which fit
nm 30 admirably to command at
me friendship and respect of the
army Of employees who looked
MN as the local representative
ne manning interests-as. in short.
nooman Pillsbury really was,
viceroy, ruling dominions of
shd men-broader. If less popu-
han many European PRINCIPAL.
-. exniiaration which had been
uniting in Patria ever since her
ing that morning grew still
49, 'n'ense as her motorcar swung
49,. nom the station and over .
lung niehroad. Now she was thor.