The Glenwood post. (Glenwood Springs, Colo.) 1897-current, 1921-10-22


believes that somebody that was hid
den on the moutainside above us shot
Ball to save me. BY Heck limited that
he knew that this was the case; and
he intimated that would stand . bst-
ter chance Of acquittal than anybody
else wsuld stand, and that II ~
ceived a sentence the right man
would come forward with 4 confess
sion. have an idea that BY Heck
1 didn't do It."
"And Gale Moreland-wasn't 1t nne
fer him to do what he done for you.
Bill Dale7 How are you gettin' along
with the miner"
First rate" Dale answered. bright
And we're getting a smashing price
for every ounce Of it."
4 see," said the young woman. He
went on:
IAN Of the boys and girls Of the
Morelsnds, except the very little ones,
are in school at Gainesville. and
they're learning fast. When our Dor
rowed capital is paid back, the More
land families are going to buy farms
lying near Cartersville and g to them.
A big lowland farm close to good
schools and good little town-well.
there are worse places on earth. Pity
poor David Moreland can't know about
It."
'Td say!"
She hung her head. She was think
ing, as she had so often thought be-
fore, of her own benighted people.
And the Littlefords?" she MUIR
INJURED. 1t had slipped past her lips.
Dale and the Morelands owed the Lit
tlefords nothing.
Dale understood, and he gave her
a sympathetic glance.
"A few Of the boys and girls Of the
Lfttlefords are going to school in Car
tersville, perhaps one from each fam
ily," he told her. at Is rather eI-
pensive you know, on account of the
boarding, and they can't afford to
send all their children. However, l
think-ultimately-y people will
have their chance for education. too"
But 1t won't do much good to edu-
cate one out o each family" said Eliz-
abeth. They'd come straight back
here when they got through with their
schoolin', and soon fo'git-I mean for
in pay EN- anything, they'll have to
stay where they can use it"
She began to stare absently toward
her well-shod feet
Are you ready to go?" Dale asked.
Elizabeth Littleford raised her head
with slight jerk and said rather awk-
wardly:
Has the valley changed muchf
mot very much" answered Dale.
There's new log church, where an
old minister named Ashby Cross
breaches the gospel OF straight walk
ing and human kindness every Sun
day. Henderson Con isn't here any
more, but he sent me his address in
case we wanted to sell the mine! The
Torreys have gone back to Jerusalem
cove and Hatton's hell, and the Balls
are as quiet as mice. These, believe,
are all the changes worth mentioning"
Together they set out and walked.
without saying much. to the crest OF
David Moreland's mountain, and there
they halted. The autumn sun, great
red ball Of fire, was just setting beyond
the majestic Big Pine.
Dale pointed to long. moss-covered
slab Of brown sandstone.
Lets sit down there and rest" he
suggested You're tired, Babe, l
know. Don't mind my calling you
Babe do your
She looked at him as though she
were surprised at his asking that They
sat down.
Bill Dale suddenly leaned toward her
and took one Of her hands; and he
didn't take 1t a. Jimmy Fayne had
dOne-as though he were afraid Of 1t.
You know l love you. don't You
Baber
I've been believin' it." she told him
after 4 moment Of painful lilence. She