The Kadoka press and Kadoka reporter. [volume] (Kadoka, S.D.) 1910-1923, 1918-05-03

/ goods in Il weatherbeaten old log
house which sprawled hundred feet
hack from the street. Thirty years,
ne told her. he had kept that store in
Fort George. She guessed that Bill
( had selected him because he was a
fixture.
She sat down AT his counter ana
wrote her m1ssage Just few terSe
lines. And when she had delivered 1t
10 Couryoiscur she went back TO the
hotel There was nothing now TO do
but wait. And with the message I'M
der way she found herself impatient
to reach the cabin, TO spend the wait
| ing days where she had first found
happiness. She could set her house in
order against her mans coming. And
If the days dragged. and the great,
lone land seemed to close in and press
inexorably upon her, she would have
to be patient. very patient.
Jake was held up, waiting for sup
pltcs. Fort George suffered sugar
famine. Two days later the belated
freight arrived. He loaded his wagon,
ton OF goods for himself, like
weight of Iazers supplies and be-
longings. A goodly load but he drove
out OF Fort George with four strap
ping bays arChing their powerful
nccks, and champing on the bit
-Four days We will make it by der
ranch" Jake chuckled. NIT der mule
und Gretchen, der COW, Won week it
take me, nit half der !oat."
Four altogether pleasant and salts
flying days they were TO Hazel. The
worst of the fly pests were vanished
for the season. A crisp touch of frost
sharpened the night winds. Indian
summer hung its mellow haze over the
land. The clean, pungent air that sift-
ed through the forests seemed dOubiy
sweet after the vitiated atmosphere of
town. Fresh from a gridirOn of dusty
streets and stone pavements, and but
stepped, as one might say, from days
of Imprisonment in the narrow con-
fines of Il railway coach, she drank the
winey air In hungry gulps, and joyed
in the soft yielding of the turf be-
meath her feet, the fern and peavine
carpet Of the forest floor.
1t was her pleasure at night to sleep
as she and Bill had slept, with her face
barred 10 the stars. She would draw
her bed little aside from the camp
fire and from the low seclusion of a
thicket lie watching the nimblc flames
at their merry dance, smiling lazily at
the grotesque shadows cast by Jake
and his frau as they moved about the
blaze And she would wake in the
morning clear-headed, alert, grateful
for the pleasant woodland smells
arising wholesomely from the fecund
bosom of the earth.
Lauer pulled up before his own cab
i'm nj mid-afternOon of the fourth day,
unloaded his own stuff, and drove to
his neighbor's with the rest.
"I'll walk back after little" Hazel
told him, when he had piled her goods
in one corner of the kitchen.
The rattle of the wagon died away.
| She was alOne-at home. Her eyes
| filed as she roved restlessly from
kitchen to living-room and on into the
bedroom ut the end. Bill had I'M
packed. The rugs were down. the
books slowed in familiar disarray up
on their shelves. the bedding spread in
semi-disorder where he had last slept
and gone away without troubling to
smooth it out in housewifely fashion.
She came back to the llving-room
and seated herself in the big chair.
She had expected to be lonely, very
lonely. But she was not. Perhaps
that would come later. For the pres
ent II seemed as If she had reached
;he end of something, as If she were
very tired. and had gratefully come to