The Lamar register., 1917-11-21

road quite closely He Tipped the reins
to one side and turned from the trail to
ride straight up the slope to where she
was.
Billy Louise, with a self reproachful
glance ut the grave, ran down the slone
to meet him-an unexpected welcome,
which made Wards heart leap in his
chest.
"Oh, Ward, for heavens sake, don't
be singing that come-ull-ye at the top
OF your voice, like that. Don't YOU
Now l was given TO understand that
you liked that same come-all-ye. Have
you been educating your musical taste
in the last week. Miss william LouiseT
ward stopped his horse before her and
with his hands still clasped over the
saddle horn looked down at her with
that hidden smile-and something else.
"No. 1 haven't l don't have to edu-
cate myself to the point where l know
the Chisholm Trail isn't a proper kind
OF funeral hymn, Ward Warren" Billy
louise glanced over her shoulder and
lowered her voice instinctively, as we
all do when death has come close and
STOPPED. "Ja Sc died last night that's
his grave up there. Isn't it perfectly
pitiful? Poor old Marthy was here all
solitary alone with him. And-Ward.
she dug that grave her ownself and
took him up and buried him! And,
Ward. she-shc wheeled him up ia the
-whcelharrow She had To. Of course.
She couldn't carry him. But isn't it
awfulg Her hands were up. patting
and smoothing the neck Of his horse,
and her face was bent to hide the tears
that stood in her eyes and the quiycc
Of her mouth.
Several minutes they stood there
talking. while Billy Louise patted the
horse abscntly, and Ward looked down
at her and did not miss one little light
or shadow IN her face.
"You saw mommie, Of course. You
came from homer
80, I did not. got as far as the
creek and saw Blues tracks coming
down, SO l just sort Of trailed along,
seeing it was mommie's daughter 1 felt
most like talking to-
"AIommic's daughter" laughed a lit
ne end instiuctiycly made n change in
the subject.
1--WE got TO go in and wash the
dishes" she said. stepping back from
him. "Of course nothing was done in
the cabin and TFe been doing a little
houaeclp0uiug. 1 guess the dishwater
is hot by this time-if it hasn't all
boiled AWAY
3 Ward. as a matter Of course. tied his
horse to the fence and went into the
cabin with her. He also asked her to
Sfhks- him to a dish towel, which she
did after good deal of rummagipg.
He stood with his hat on the backFof
his head, cigarette between his lips,
p urM wiped the dishes with much mp
parent enjoyment He objected strong
ly to. Billy Louise's assertion that She
tae3nt TO scrub The floor, but yyhen she
found her quite ofdurate he Changed
his method without i'm the least degree
yielding his point, though for diplomat
fe reasons he appeared to yield.
He carried water from the creek aild
filed the teakettle. the big iron pot ihd
b0th pals Then, when Billy Louise
had turned her back upon him wlhlo
she looked i'm a dark corner for pc
mop, lie suddenly seized her under the
arms and lifted her upon the table, an
before she had finished her astoEisAet
gI-pin-s he caught up a pail OF wffel
Eul siosheddt upon the 1oor under her
tThau he Erfnuel in hiytriumph.
= Billy Lodise gave n aqucal Of conster
nation and then sat absolutely syn
staring round eyed through the d1nr
,w9y Ward stepped back-even hi.
composure was slightly jarred-ant
twisted his lips amuselly.r .
Hello" he said after a few blanl
-srconcs5 ron missed -sc'.e- cf-it.didnt