The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1918-05-23

tnnt. mat WeSry, hopeless eNDreoslol'
the wry twist of his lips, wrung her
heart and drew from her a yearnlng
little whisper.
"Billp
He came out of his chair like a pan
ther. And when his eyes beheld her
In the doorway he stiffened In his
tracks, staring, seeing, yet reluctant to
believe the evidence Of his vision. His
brows wrinkled. He put up one hand
and absently ran 1t over his cheek.
II wonder IL I've got to the point Of
seeing things" he said slowly. Say,
little person, is 1t your astral body, or
Is 1t really your"
"Of course it's me-" she cried tremu-
lously, and with fine disregard for
her habltual preclseness Of speech.
He came up close to her and pinched
her arm with gentle pressure, as If
he had to feel the material substance
Of her before he could believe. And
then he put his hands on her shoul-
ders, as he had done on the steamer
that day at Bella Coola, and looked
long and earnestly at her-looked till
a crimson wave rose from her neck to
the roots of her dark, glossy hair And
with that Roaring Bill took her in his
arms, cuddled her up close to him, and
kissed her, not once but many times.
"YOu really and truly came back.
little person." he murmured. Lord,
Lord-and yet they say the day of
miracles is past"
"You didn't think would, did your
she asked, with her blushing face snug
gled against his sturdy breast. "Still,
you gave me map so that l could
find the place"
"That was just taking n desperate
chance. No, | never expected to see
you again, unless by accident" he said
honestly. "And I've been crying the
hurt of 1t TO the stars all the way back
from the coast / only got here yes
terday. | pretty near passed up com
ing back at all. l didn't see how I
could stay, with everything to remind
me of you. Say, but It looked like a
lonesome hole. used to love this
place-but ] didn't love 1t last night.
1t seemed about the most cheerless
and depressing spot l could have
picked. ! think ! should have ended
up by touching match to the whole
business and hitting the trail to some
new country. l don't know. I'm not
weak. But l don't think l could have
stayed here long,"
They stood silent in the doorway for
a long interval, Bill holding her close
to him, and she blissfully contented,
careless and unthinking Of the future,
so filled was she with JOY of the pres.
ent.
"Do you love me much, little per-
SOM" Bill asked, after a little.
She nodded vigorous assent.
"Why?" he desired to know.
"Oh, Just because-because you're a
man, suppose" she returned mlschle-
vously.
"The worlds chuck-full of men,"
Bill observed.
Surely" she looked up at him. "But
they're not like you. Maybe it's bad
policy to start in flattering you, but
there aren't many men of your type,
Bllly-boy; big and strong and capable,
and at the same time kind and patient
and able to understand things, things
a woman can't always put into words.
Last fall you hurt my pride and nearly
scared me to death by carrying me off
in that lawless, headlong fashion of
yours. But you seemed to know just
how l felt about 1t, and you played
fairer than any man / ever knew
would have done under the same cir
cumstances. / didn't realize 1t until
got back into the civilized world. And
then all at once found myself longing
for yOu-and for these old forests and
the mountains and all. So l came
back"
"Wise girl" he kissed her. you'll
never be sorry, / hope. 1t took some
nerve, too. It's q long trail from here
to the outside. But this north coun-
try-it gets in your blood-if your
blood's red-and don't think there's
any water in your veins, little person.
Lord Tn afraid to let go of you for
fear you'll vanish into nothing, like a
Hindu fakir stunt"
"NO fear" Hazel laughed. "Tve got
pony tied to a tree out there, and
four Siwashes and camp outfit over
by Crooked lake. If l should vanish
I'd leave a plain trail for you to fol-
low"
"Well," Bill said after a short ST.
lence, "it's q hundred and forty miles
to Hudson's Bay post where there's
n mission and preacher. Let's be on
our way and get married. Then We'll
come back here and spend our honey
moon, eh?"
She nodded assent.
"Are you game TO start in half an
hour?" he asked, holding her off at
arms length admiringly.
"rm game for anything, or wouldn't
be here" she retorted.
"All right. You just watch an ex-
hibition of speedy packing" Bill de-
clared-and straightway fell to work.
Hazel followed him about, helping to
get the kyaks packed with food. They
caupht the three horses, and Bill
stripped the pony of Hazers riding
gear and placed a pack on him. Then
he put her saddle on Silk,
Hes your private mount hence
forth" Bill told her laughlngly. you'll
ride him with more pleasure than you
did the first time, won't your