The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1920-07-30

) staying at the hotel, and there's no
body to play with. My uncle's nam,
is Pennington. Sos my aunt's. Het
out here buying timber, and we liy,
In Michigan"
Her gaze wandered past Bryce Il
where his Indian pony stood with hel
head out of the window Of her box
stall contemplating her master.
"Oh, what dear little horse 2
Shirley Sumner exclaimed. "Whost
is he?"
"'Tain't he. It's she. Ant
she belongs to me-"
'Do you ride herr"
''Not very often now. I'm getting
too heavy for her, so Dads bought me
horse that weighs nine hundred
pounds. Midget only weighs five
hundred" He considered her a mo-
ment while she gazed in awe upon
this man with two horses. "Can you
ride pony?" he asked, for no reason
that he was aware Of.
She sighed, shaking her head re
signedly. "We haven't any room to
keep pony at our house in Detroit, y
she explained, and added hopefully
"But I'd love to ride Midget. / sup.
pose could learn to ride if somebody
| taught me how"
He looked at her again. At that
period of his life he was inclined to
/ roUor1 GIRLS nc a naoaSSoru OWL Tor
some immutable reason they existed,
and perforce must be borne with, and
it was his hope that he would get
through life and see as little as posi-
BILE of the exasperating sex. Never
theless, as Bryce surveyed this win
some miss through the palings, he was
sensible of sneaking desire to find
favor in her eyes-also equally sensi-
BILE of the fact that the path to that
desirable end lay between himself and
Midget.
| "Well, / suppose if you want ride
! I'll have to give it to you" he grum-
bled, although I'm pretty busy this
| morning"
ooh, 1 think you're so nice" she de-
clared.
A thrill shot through him that was
akin to pain; with difficulty did he
restrain an impulse to dash wildly
into the stable and saddle Midget in
| furious haste. Instead he walked to
the barn slowly and with extreme
dignity. When he. reappeared, he was
| leading Midget, little silverpOint
runt of klamath Indian pony, and
Moses, a sturdy pinto cayuse from the
cattle ranges over in Trinity county.
''I'll have to ride with you," he an
nounced. "Can't let tenderfoot like
you go out alone on Midget"
| All aflutter with delightful antici-
patton, the young lady climbed up on
the gate and scrambled into the saddle
when Bryce swung the pony broadside
to the gate. Two hours of his valua-
able time did he give that morning
before the call of duty brought him
back to the house and his neglected
crop of carrots. When he suggested
tactfully, however, that it was now
necessary that his guest and Midget
separate, difficulty arose. Shirley
Sumner refused point blank to leave
the premises. She liked Bryce for his
hair and because he had been so kind
to her; she was a stranger in Sequoia,
and now that she had found an agree
| able companion, it was far from her
| Intention TO desert him
So Miss Sumner stayed and helped
Bryce weed his carrots, and since as
voluntary laborer she was at least
worth her board, at noon Bryce
brought her in TO Mrs. Tully with a
request for luncheon. When he went
to the mill to carry in the kindling
for the cook, the young lady returned
rather sorrowfully to the Hotel
Sequoia, with a fervent promise to see
him the next day. She did, and Bryce
took her for long ride up into the
Valley Of the Giants and showed her
his mothers grave. They put some
flowers on the grave, and when they
returned t" town and Bryce was un-
saddling the ponies, Shirley drew
Midget's nose down to her and kissed
1t. Then she commenced to weep
rather violently.
"What are you crying about?"
Bryce demanded. Girls were so hard
to understand.
'Tm go-going h-h-h-home tomorrow"
she howled.
He was stricken with dismay and
babe her desist from her vain repin-
ings. But her heart was broken, and
somehow-Bryce appeared to act auto
matically-he had his arm around
her. Don't cry, Shirley" he pleaded.
1T breaks my heart to see you cry.
Do you want Midget? I'll give her to
you."
Between sobs Shirley confessed that
the prospect of parting with him and
not Midget was provocative of her
woe, This staggered Bryce and pleas
ed him immensely. And at parting
she kissed him goodbye, reiterating
her opinion that he was the incest,
kindest boy she had ever met or hoped
to meet
/ When Shirley and her uncle anG
1 aunt boarded the steamer for San
Francisco. Bryce stood disconsolate
on the dock and waved to Shirley
until he could no longer discern her
on the deck. He thought of his elfin
companion very frequently for week
and he lost his appetite. very much to
Mrs. Tully's concern. Then the
steelhead trout began to run IN Eel