Martinsburg W Va evening journal. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1913-1920, 1918-01-08

SYNOPSIS.
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SYNOPSIS.
CHAPTER 1.-The story opens in the
town OF Granville. Ontario. where Miss
Hazel Weir is employed as q stenographer
in the office OF Harrington and Bush She
is engaged to Jack Barrow. young real
estate agent, and the wedding day Is set
While walking with him one Sunday they
meet Mr Bush. Hazel's employer. who for
the first time seems to notice her at
Effectiveness. Shortly afterward, at his re-
quest, she becomes his private stenog-
rapher. After three months Mr.. Bush
proposes carriage. which Hazel declines,
ard after q stormy scene In the office
Hazel leaves her employment, Mr.. Bush
warning her he would make her sorry for
refusing him.
CHAPTER II-Bush makes an effort. by
a gift OF flowers, to compromise Hazel in
the minds OF her friends. She returns
them. Tho next day Bush is thrown from
his horse and fatally hurt. He sends for
dies. Three days afterward it Is an
nounced that he left n legacy OF 5000 to
Hazel in reparation for any wrong
once what construction will be put upon
the words. Bush had his revenge
CHAPTER III-Jack Barrow, in Mt
OF jealous rage. demands from Hazel an
explanation OF Bush's action. Hazei's pride
Is hurt, and she refuses. The engage
ment Is broken and Hazel determines to
\ sees
ment for school teacher at Cariboo
Meadows. British Columbia, and secures
the situation.
CHAPTER Iv--Caribco Meadows Is in
wild part of British Columbia and Ifa-
eel, shortly after her arrival, loses her
way while walking In the woods. She
wanders until night, when, attracted by
the light Of q campfire, she turns to i,
her home. At the fire she recognizes "a
character known to Cariboo Meadows as
Roaring Bill Wagstaff," who. had seen
her at her boarding house there. He
promises to take her home In the morn
ing but she is compelled to spend the
night In the woods.
CHAPTER V--They start next day,
Hazel supposes. for. cariboo Meadows, but
Wagstaff finally admits he Is taking her
to his cabin in the mountains. lie Is re
spectful and considerato, and Hazel
and has to accompany him.
/ Continued from Saturday,
People will pass here, and I'll get
word out" Hazel asserted desperately,
what good would that do your
You've got too much conventional re-
gard for what you, term your reputa-
ton to send word to, Cariboo Meadows
that you're living back here with Roar
ing BIZ Wagstaff, and won't some one
please come and rescue YOU" he
paused to LET that sink in, then con-
tinued: Besides, you won't see a
white face before spring; then only by
accident. No one In the North, out
side of few Indians, has ever seen
this cabin or knows where it stands
She sat dumb, raging iDwardly. For
the minute she could have killedsRoar-
ing Bill. She who had been so sure in
her independence carried, whether or
no, s1to the heart Of the wilderness at
the within of a man who stood a self
confessed rowdy, in i'll repute among
his own kind. There was a sltmbcr-
ing devil in Miss Hazel Weir, and ii
took little to wake her temper. She
looked at Bill Wagstaff, and her breast
heaved. He was responsible, and he
could sit coolly talking about it. The
resentment that had slnoldered against
Andrew Bush and Jack Barrow concen-
trated on Roaring Bill as the arch Of
fender of them all. And lest she yield
to a savage impulse to scream at him.
she got up and ran into the bedroom
slammed the door shut behind her, AM
threw herself across the bed TO mufgl,
the sound Of her crying In a pillow.
After a time she lifted her head
Outside, tie wind whistled gustils
around the cabin corners. In thu
llushcd intervals she heard a steady
pad, pad, sounding sometimes close by
her door, again family tit the far end
of the room. A beam Of light shone
through the generous latchstriIfg hole
In the door. Stealing softly over she
peeped through this hole From end
to end OF the big room and back again
Roarings Bill paced slowly, looking
straight ahead of him with 4 fixed,
absent stare, his teeth closed on his
neither lip. Hazel blinked wondering
ly. Many an hour in the last three
months she had walked the floor like
that, biting her lip in mental agony.
And then, while she was looking, Bill
abruptly extinguished the candles. In
the red CLEAN from the hearth she saw
him go into the kitchen closing the
door softly. After that there was no
sound but the swirl of the storm
brushing at her window.
In line with Roaring Bills forecast,
the weather cleared for q brief span,
and then winter shut down in earnest.
Daily the cold increased, till a half
inch layer Of frost stood on the cabin
panes.
But within the cabin they were snug
and warm. Bills AK kept the woodpile
high. The two fireplaces shone red
the twenty-four hours through. OF
dour, tea. coffee, sugar, beans and such
stuff as could only be gotten from the
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