The Pioche record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1908-1925, 1921-10-28
YOUTHFUL DREAM
ey MILDRED WHITE.

Copyright. 1871. Western Newspaper Union
Barrie, in college days had been an
athlete. and fond of the great out of
doors. Resting beneath a spreading
tree, with arms clasped idly above his
head, he had dreamed dreams Of an
future with some con-
genial -nut-brown maid by his side
Instead, Barrie had fallen early in
love, and sacrificed his dream to ne
cessity.
and marry a white flower of a girl.
who. unlike the hardy brown-tanned
maid Of fancy, exacted tender care
and the support due the clinging vine.
Barrie tried not to love Lillian; stub
pornly he had fought aga INST her
charms. all to surrender the more
eagerly at last. And Lillian proved
good wife. faithful to the deals
Of his home keeping. sweet natured
always, and len!ent TO his wh.ms.
When Barrie. irritably insistant
grumbled at the confines of city life,,
Lillian, unmoved, packed his bag and
rheerfully babe him good.by, as he
hurried woodward on some lonely va
cation. Sometimes 1t seemed he was
really hurrying away from Lillian.
Her dainty perfe,tions weariel him.
But after logged days of freedom,
tramp.ng un amiliar country or fish,
Ing In wild and seated places, Barrie
vas sure to come shamefaceily aud
humbly, back to Lillian's welcoming
hospitality. Her smile would be as
sweet when he returned as it had
been on his departure. And this salts
fed approximation Of hers brought to
him merely impat. ence. Mallory came
hack to the Office one day with en-
tl4u.iastic tales Of month spent out
West.
GIVE me your route, Mallory" he
said brusquely, and the next day
fond Barrie on his way to the lonely
places.
The Office could manage well at this
time, he said, without him. When
he was on his way, Lillian called NAL
!ory to ascertain any possibility Of
danger In Barrie's outing. To her
Mallory enthused on life in the open.
as he had to her husl and. When
Lillian tn ned from the telephone the
wondering light in her eyes gave place
10 understanding Barre's first weeks
! Oh tie ranch found him joyously con-
tent.
| "This is something like it." he told
Dan of the ranch. "ttis mornings ride
was like tO.ic."
Rig Dan smiled.
"You take 1t acne tomorrow" he
! said. "I'm goirG over early to Has
rings. At Has Srgs--" Dams smile
changed 10 a 20 sc'ous laugh there's
n new So. Not any like her in this
rart, so we all go over to see her.
"She makes the kind Of flap-jacks
for the boys your mother used to
make--and she let's us crowd into her
cabin and eat 'em. Somebody named
her Prairie Flower out of a DO k
he'd read; but say! that girl can ride
Goes flying on her white horse like
streak. She's as brown and red
tanned as an autumn leaf, and size
wears red cap on her head-hair
that's cr'nkly and brown, too, Ike a
| leaf, and when Prairie Flower laughs
! SAY. it's like lot OF birds sing 'ng
! in the morning.
! Barrie grinned.
"Dan!" he exclaimed, "you are in
I love-"
: I'VE all are" Dan answered.
| Dan" Barrie exclaimed. decided v
81 am going with you tomorrow morn.
: ing to Hastings. Not tlat I've any
foolish notion concerning this ranch
girl, but do wa ito taste some old
Q homework flap jacks
Bari scarcely knew, himself, wi al
: impulse moved i'm, but he was
guilty. aware as the two rode out n
the morning light together of "A long
ing memory, pcrsistentiy buried, of the
nut-b. own maid Of you hful dreams
1t was perhaps. by contrast tina
le Lillian seemed almost wearisome Il
I Ler perfect sanleness. The boys We:
i evidently stopping for their morn N
v call at the picturesque cabin.
. "She's got up early, guess dis
= appointed caller explained. ito rid
= over to Blue Ridge. She does tina
!" sonnet mes, With her big buildog. Moth
ing can't hurt her with that beas
around
: Sat'sfact on was in the gruf ton;
Barrie realized now how protectingi
the Prairie Flower was regarded b
: her rough conn anions. Determined
q, Barrie cantered toward Blue Ridg
- IF she dom want anyone alorl
4. why do you Sc and disturb herr" Da
complained.
IL But somethi, /, hanging in the cab
ne had eau, hit Isarries eye. An anna
O, lngly familiar something's blue a.
o, gold embroidered apron that Lillia
q, across their own living room tabl
N. had spent many evenings work.i
ma upon. Surely there could be no 9th
he apron so ingeniously original. for h
is himself had whmsically drawn III
~ design on the blue linen. mst.nc i've