The Kadoka press and Kadoka reporter. [volume] (Kadoka, S.D.) 1910-1923, 1918-03-15
CHAPTER IX-Continued.

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This Is July the twenty-flfth. Mr..
Roaring Bill Wagstaff," she announced.
"We'vs been married exactly one
month"
"A whole MONTH" he echoed. in
mock sstonishment. "You don't say
so1 Seems like 1t was only day before
yesterday. little person"
81 wonder" she snuggled up little
closer to him, "if any two people We're
ever ns happy as we've been?"
BIZ out his arm across her shoulders
and tiltcd her head back so that he
could smile down into her face.
"Tbey have been a bunch of golden
days. haven't theyT he whispered.
You won't forget this JOY time II we
ever do hit real hard going, will you,
HaZel?"
"The bird of III omen croaks again."
she reproved. "Why should we come
10 hard going, as you call itY
1--WE shouldn't" he declared. "But
most people do. And we might One
never can tell what's ahead. BY and
by when the novelty wears off-maybe
youu get sick of seeing the same old
Bill around and nobody else. You see.
I've always been on my good behavior
with you. Do you like me lot?'
His arm tightened with a quick and
powerful pressure. then suddenly re-
lnNed to let her lean back and strre
up at him tenderly.
20 CHI faN oxly, 20
things like that" she pouted. "Only
can't think Of any effective methcd.
Sufficient unto the day Is tbs evil
thereof-and there is no evil in our
days"
"Amen," ne Whispered sortly-and
they fell to silent contemplation Of
the rose and gold that spread in n
wonderful blazon over all the western
sky.
"Twenty-flfth Of July. eh?" he mused
presently. Summers half gone al
ready. I didn't realize it. We ought
to be stirring pretty soon, lady. These
northern seasons are so blessed short.
We ought to try and do little good
for ourselves-make hay while the sun
kutnHS. we u uttuu uu
"Needa fiddlesticks," she laughed.
"Wbat do we need money for? 1t
costs practically nothing to live up
here. Why this sudden desire to pur-
sus the dollar? Besides. how are you
golrc to pursue it?"
"Go prospecting" he replied prompt
ly. "IIit the trail for place know
where there's oodles Of coarse gold, II
you can get to It at low water. How'd
you like to go into the Upper Mas
country this fall, trap all winter. WORK
the sandbars In the spring, and come
out next fall with q sack OF gold II
would take a horse to packr'
Hazel clapped her hands.
"Oh, Bill, wouldn't that be finer she
cried. 'T'd love to-"
at won't be all smooth sailing" ht
warned. TITS long trip and hare
one, and the winter will be longer anc
harder than the trip. Still, there's
chance for a good big stake, right IL
that one trip"
"But why the necessity for maxim!
stake?" she inquired thoughtfully
after lapse of five minutes. "
thought you didn't care anything abou
money so long as you had enough t
get along on? And we surely hav
teat. We've over two thousand dollar
In real money-and no place to spen
it--so we're compelled to save"
Bill blew a smoke ring over his hea
sad watched II vanish up toward IN
dlsky roof beams before he answered
"well. little person." said he, that
very true, and we can't truthfully sa
tfait stern necessity Is treading on on
hAels. The possession of money ma
nsver been crying need with me
But hadn't many wants when wa
playing lone hand. and generally le
the future take care Of itself. II wa
always easy to dig up money enough {
boy books and grub or anything
~anted. Now that I've assumed cer
tain responsibility, II has begun {
dawn on me that we'd enjoy life bel
ter II we were assured Of q compe
tchce. We won't stay here always
len pretty much cOntented just now
~ are you. But I know from past ex
rnrience that the outside will grow
more alluring as time passes. You'll
pet lonesome for civilization. It's tn