Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-09-04
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w ooiS " ielOihi uSI, anu put nCE
in that persons charge if it weren't for
wrecking JOS life.'
All $through the afternoon while
transacting the business that had
brought him to town, his heart and
his head were having n wrestling
match, the former being at the disad
vantage of being underworked.
"I'H go up and take look at her, "
he suddenly decided Maybe l cap
tell from JOS description whether she
Is his Marta or not"
On his way to the Jail he was ac-
costed by a big, jovial man.
Don't know where | can get an
extra helper, do you, Kurt? Simpson,
my right hand, has gone back to
Canada to enlist"
"How providential :" thought Kurt.
''Why, yes; Mr.. Westcott," he re-
piled: ''We're well up with our work,
and could spare Jo Gary for few
weeks"
$40 Gary! May heaven bless you !
When can l get him"'
''Going out home now|'
Eyes; on my way"
"Stop at the ranch and take him
along with you. Tell him l said to go.
It,D be all right with Kingdom
Westcott renewed his blessings upon
Kurt and drove on.
At the Jail Kurt looked in on the
latest arrival. She was sitting at a
table in Bender's back Office, her head
bowed in her hands. There was some
thing appealing in the dropping of her
shoulders and in her shabby attire.
.Now 10 is disposed of. she shall
have her chance, anyway he de-
cided.
Without speaking to the girl, he
sought Bender and they held a brief
consultation.
s.Aren't we going TO stop at ALL
Mr.. Sheriff Man,"
AZ soft, plaintive note in the voice
made Kurt Walters turn the brake OF
am old, rickety automobile and halt IN
the dust white road, as he cast sharp
w scrutinizing glance upon the atom
Of a girl who sat beside him. She
was a detected, dusty little hgure'
dropping under the jolt of the jerking
car and the bright rays of hills lana
sunshine. She was young-in years
Young. too, in looks, as Kurt saw when
She raised her eyes, which Kurt saw
were soft and almond shaped; but old,
he assumed, in much that she should
not have been.
She had found it a long, hard ride
across the plains, and the end OF her
endurance had been prefaced by frequent
sighs. changes of position and softly
muffled ordinations, Ell seemingly un-
noted by the man beside her, whose
deep-set eyes had remained fixed on the
omen space ahead, his slim, brown hands
gripping the wheel, his lean, sinewy
body bending slightly forward.
His tenseness relaxed; startled, re-
,norsef,,l look came into his eyes as
he saw two tears coursing down hef
cheeks. They were Enthusiastically real
tears-though, as he was well aware
they came from physical causes alone.
still. they penetrated the armor OF un-
concern with which he had girded him =
self.
srWhnt for?" he asked curtly.
quivering into pathetic droops. For
rest, of course. You may be used to
this kind of locomotion, but I'm not
very well upholstered, and I'm shaken
10 bits. Fact is, I'm just all peggcd
ont. old man. Have a heart, and
stop for repairs. What's your rush,
anyway? / can't get loose hereabouts,
and / haven't anywhere to go, anyhow.
Didn't mind getting took at all, at all,
ssHow many more miles is it to the
end of your trail? This is a trail, isn't
iET'
ga great many miles" he replied,
.'and it was on your account more than
any other that was hurrying to get
to the"
"Jail," she answered supinely, as he
hesitated.
'sNo," he said grimly. II was going
to take you home-for tonight, any
way"
"Home! Oh, how you startle me.
didn't know there was any of thos'
home stuff places left except in the
movies. i never was much stuck on
home, so you needn't be afraid to cal
II .jail' for fear of hurting my feelings.
.'You can't work on my sympathy
that way" he said coldly.
"Dear met - she replied with a silly
little giggle. ~ gave up trying tc
work the sympathy racket long ago
Every ones too smart nowadays. Hon.
est. I've no longings for home. fee
sorry for any one who's tied down tC
one. Why don't you kick over thu
traces and come off your trail and SEE
what's on the other side of your hills
ia hate to take root here. Say, Mr.
SberiH Man, you look good sort, ever
II you have played you were deaf ant
Dumb Tor the whole of this awful ride
Let's sidetrack the trail and gO-hOm'
by moonlight"
His eyes remained rigid and relent.
less, but there was a slight twitching o.
! his strongest feature, the wide, mobile
mouth.
He looked at his watch.
ssWe can wait for few minutes, >
Ne said ia a matter of fact voice.
"Please, may get out and stretch 2
she asked pleadingly.
Taking silence for consent, sh'
climbed out Of the car.