Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1918-03-08

/ 'buse me. And +" Her lips twitched
a little. 81 think you can qualify"
They came to the gate, and Billy
Louise freed her hand from his clasp
| and dkmOunted, since 1t was a wire
| gate and could not be opened on horse
back. She closed 1t after him, looked
to her cinch, frightened 1t a little, pat
ted Rather on the neck, caught the
horn with one hand and the stirrup
with the other, and went up quite like
man, while Ward watched her in
tently.
In sooth, know not why you are
so sa-ad'" murmured Billy Louise,
when she swung alongside In the trail.
Ward caught her hand again and did
not let go; so they rode hand in hand
down the narrow valley.
Il was wondering" he hesitated,
drawing in corner of his lip, biting
it, and letting 1t go. "Wilhemina. if
old Lady Fortune takes notion TO
give me another kick or two, just when
life looks SO good to me-"
"Why, Wen kick back just as hard
90 oIC u1tSr Oily llOuloC
courageously. 'sDon't let happiness get
on your nerves, Ward"
IF l wasn't crippled, it wouldn't.
But when a mans down and out, he
thinks n lot. The last three days, I've
lived whole lifetime, lady-girl. Every
thing seems to be coming my way, all
at once. And I'm afraid; what If
can't make good? If can't make you
happy"-he squeezed her fingers so
that Billy Louise had to grit her teeth
to keep from interrupting him-"or If
anything should happen to yOu-Lordp'
you've got nerves, buckaroO. You've
been shut up there alone so long you
see things all distorted. We're going
to be happy, because wen be together,
and we've so much to do and so much
to think of. You must realize, Ward,
that we've got three places to take care
of, and you and me and poor old Mar
thy. She hasn't anybody, Ward, but |
us. And she's changed so-got so old |
Just in the last few days. / never |
knew a person could change so much |
in such little while. She's just let go |
all holds and kind of sagged down,
and physically Wen have to
take care of her, Ward, as long as she
lives. That's why I'm taking you there
so we can look after her. She won't
eave the Cove. II was hoping" she
added shyly, "that we could sit in
front of our own fireplace, Ward, and
nave nice cozy evenings; but-well,
here always seems to be something
'or me to do for somebody. Ward"
"Oh, you Wilhemina !" Ward slipped
lis arm around her, to the disgust of
Rather and Blue, and made shift to
Siss her twice. ''Long as you live,
rou1l always be doing something for
that's the way you're made.
md nobody's been doing things for
-ou; but If the Lord lets me live, that's
,oing to be my job from now on"
He said great deal more, of
curse. They had nearly fifteen miles
o 60 and they rode at q walk; and
nan and maid can say a good deal
t such time. But don't think they
would like to have it all repeated.
their thoughts ranged far back over
he past and far into the future, and
lung close to the miracle of love that
ad brought them together. There is ,
ne thing which Billy Louise, even in ,
er most self-revealing mood, did not
ell Ward, and that is her doubts of |
i'm. Never once did he dream that
he had suspected him and wrung her I
cart because of her suspicions-and I
D that think she was wise and kind. [
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