Cheyenne record., 1918-06-27
CHAPTER xxi-centlnusd.

CHAPTER xxi-centinusd.
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While they ate, the party went into
committee Of the whole to decide what
was best to be done. Gordon noticed
that in all the tentative suggestions
made BY Holt and swiftwatsr the
comfort Of sheba was the first thing
ln mind.
The girl, too, noticed 1t and smil-
ingly protested. her soft hand lying
for the moment on the gnarled one Of
the old miner.
TT doesn't matter about me. We
have to think Of what will be best for
Mr.. Holt, Of how to get him to the
proper care. My comfort can wait"
The plan at last decided upon was
that Gordon should make dash for
Smiths Crossing on snowshoes, where
he was to arrange for relief party to
come out for the injured man and Mrs.
Olson. He was to return at once with
out waiting for the rescuers. Next
morning he and Sheba would start
with Holt's dog team for Kusiak.
Macdonald had taught Sheba how to
use snowshoes and she had been an
apt pupil. From her suitcase she got
out her moccasins and put them on.
She borrowed the snowshoes of Holt,
wrapped herself in her parka, and an
nounced that she was going with El-
Hot part Of the way.
Gordon thought her movements q
miracle Of supple lightness. Her lines
had the swelling roundness Of vital
youth, her eyes were alive with the
eagerness that time dulls in most
faces. They spoke little as they swept
forward over the white snow wastes.
The spell of the great North was over
her. Its mystery was stirring in her
heart, just as it had been when her
lips had turned to his at the sunrise.
AZ for him, love ran through his veins
like old wine. But he allowed his feel
lngs no expression. For though she
had come to him of her own accord for
that one blessed minute at dawn, he
could not be sure what had moved her
30 deeply. She was treading a world
primeval, the wonder of it still In her
soft eyes. Would she waken to love
or to disillusion2
He took care to see that she did
not tire. Presently he stopped and
held out his hand to say good-by.
"Will you come back this way?" she
asked.
Eyes. I ought to>get here soon after
dark. VIII you meet me?"
She gave him a quick. shy little nod
turned without shaking hands, and
the day happiness flooded her heart
While she waited on Holt or helped
Mrs. Olson cook or watched Swiftwa.
ter while he put up the tent in the lee
of the cabin, little snatches Of song
bubbled from her lips. Sometimes
they were bits Of old Irish ballads that
popped into her mind. Once, while
she was preparing some coffee for her
patient, 1t was q stanza from Burns
TIL a. the seas gang dry. my dear.
And tho rocks melt WI the sun:
will love thee still. my dear.
While tho sands O. life shall run.
She caught old Gideon looking at
her with a queer little smile on his
weather-tanned face and she felt the
color beat into her cheeks.
II haven't bought wedding present
for twenty years." he told her pres.
emily, apropos Of nothing that had
been said. ~ won't know what's the
proper thing to get, Miss Sheba."
"If you talk nonsense like that I'll
60 out and talk to Mr.. saltwater
Pete" she threatened, blushing.
Old Gid folded his hands meekly.
''Tll be good-honest I will. Let's see.
i got to make safe and sane conversa-
ton. have I? HIM! Wonder when that
lazy, long-legged. good-for- nothing
horsethief and holdup that calls him
self Gordon Elliot will get back to
camp"
Sheba looked into his twinkling eyes
suspiciously as she handed him his
coffee. For a moment she bit her lip
to keep back a smile. then said with
mock severity:
snow, I am going to leave you to
Mrs. Olson"
When sunset came 1t found Sheba
on the trail. saltwater Pete had Of
fered to go with her, but she had been
relieved Of his well-meant kindness by
the demand Of Holt.
mo, you don't, Pete. You amt
a-goin' of gallivantin' with no young
lady. You're a-goin' to stay here and
ax my game leg for me. What do you
reckon Miss Sheba wants with fat.
lop-sided lummox like you along with
herr
Pete grew purple with embarrass-
ment. He had not intended anything
more than civility and he wanted this
understood.
"Hmp! Amt you got NO sense
a-tall, GId7 II Miss Sheba's bent ON
goin' to meet Elliot, allowed some one
ought to 60 along and keep the dark
often her. Course there amt nothin'
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