Abbeville progress. (Abbeville, Vermilion Parish, La.) 1913-1944, 1920-04-03
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in no sense masculinc save far ,
certain tender delicacy which b.r
vomanhood inspired, ne came and
went with her as he might have dom.
with man chum Of his own axe. And
when she preferred to ride wjrhor,
Forsyth it did not occur to Eden tLa.
she preferred to ride with him
They were soon in the country. AMI
Edith. leading, swung from The ro,t
TO a bride trail THAI followed n,
winding Of the river. As her pr,,ar,.
figure drifted on ahead il seemed NOR,
than ever reminiscent Of Room.
Hardy. What rides they had bpJ fl,
those foothill trails What djnpiro.
into the great canyons What adycn
lures into the spruce forests, An,
how long ago it all Seemed This ,,irr
riding ahead, suggestive In every cu,.,.,
and pose of Reenie Hardy. III.
eyes were burning with loneliness
He knew he was dull that day. m,
Edith was particularly charming nm,
vivacious. She coaxed him into con
vcrSation a dozen times, but he an
swcrpd overwhelmingly. A. IonrtI
she lcaped from her horse and seotr,
herself, facing the river on u ralI.r
log. Without looking back she In
dicated with her hand the space be
side her, and Dave followed and 81,
down.
You aren't talking today" She said
You don't quite do yourself Justice
What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothingw he answered. with .
laugh, pulling himself together. This
September weather always gets me
| guess | have a streak Of Indian. {,
comes of being brought up on TN,
ranges. And in September. after IN,
first frOStS have touched the foliage
He paused, as though 1t was not nee
esSary to say more.
Yes, / know" she said quietly
Then, with a queer little note of con
fidence, Don't apologize tor it, Dave
"Apologize?" and his form straight
ened. Certainly not. 81. One
doesn't apologize for nature, does he
But it comes back in Septem
ber."
He smiled, and she thought the sub
conscious in him was calling up the
smell of fire in dry grass. or perhaps
even the rumble of buffalo over the
hills. And he knew he smiled becaus,
he had so completely misled her.
1t was dusk when they started
homeward.
Forsyth was waiting for her. Dave
scented stormy weather and excused
himself early, -~,.S
What does ts2EVa So dema QdeC
Forsyth angrily ~ Soon as Dave hat
gone. DO You pink / will take sec
ond place to tha-that coal heaver?'
THAT is not b his dlscredit," sh,
said.
Straight from the corrals into goot
society" Forsyth sneered.
, Then she made no pretense of com
posture. eff you hive nothing more t,
urge against Mr.. Eden perhaps 20,
will 60"
Forsyth took his hat. At the doc
he paused and turned, but she was al
ready ostensibly interested inca maya
zine. He went out into the night.
The week was busy one with Dav
and he had no opportunity to visit tn
Duncans. Friday Edith called him OF
the telephone. She asked an inconse
quentiai question about something
which had appeared in the paper, an
from that the talk drifted on until
turned on the point Of their expedition
of the previous Sunday. Dave neve
could account quite Clearly how it haI
pened. but when he hung up the r,
ceiver he knew he had asked her I
ride with him again on Sunday. an
she had accepted. He had ridden wit
her before. of course, but he had neve
asked her before. He felt that a subtl
change had come over their relation
ship.