The Idaho Springs siftings-news., 1921-05-07

/ to his fortune, II no word comea What
word, do you suppose7 And why
should any word prevent you falling
| heir to his fortune.-your father'sT'
| II wondered about that. guess it's
| just lawyer talk. Do you think l
should answer that letterr'
II think you should"
"But what would sayf As said
a while ago, never wrote a letter"
"Neither did l." He saw the answer
did not relieve the perplexity on the
thoughtful face, and went on. "But
I'd tell him about your life here, and
about your father's-accident, and
that this Is the first letter you've re-
ceived for seven years." He hesitated
seemed to study his next word, finally
added: ".And believe I'd ask him to
come; yes. believe would-ask him
to come"
why, Of course; why couldn't
think Of that7 Now you'd better lie
down while get you q mite Of sup
per-"
In an instant he was on his feet,
protesting.
II shall have to get supper for
Daddy. anyhow" she emphasized,
"And l wouldn't think Of letting you
go without"
When woman talks like that, it's
no use to argue. The Pearlhunter
didn't-which shows that he was
learning-fast
"Will you eat with me againf'
She swept him a deep courtesy.
If the famous finder Of the Blue
Moon is not ashamed to eat with his
cook"
in his side. but It didn't gst to his
face.
"If the rich heiress, Miss Hesper
Dawn, Is not above eating with the
the Pearlhunter1"
Wonderful is the residence Of youth.
With a gay laugh she danced away to
the kitchen. He tramped after her.
His two old friends. the Boss and
dour-faced Bull Nasterson, would
have been astonished at the sounds
that came through that kitchen door.
The slow. deliberate, serious-faced
Pearihuntefi He was dancing about
the cook stove. carrying dishes, and
Laughing ~ lightly - II half the
neighborhood was not out hunting him
with every sort Of weapon the Fiat
woods could furnish.
That supperi Bacon and ems,
brown toast. and cofteei And the
hands that poured that coffee and put
the sugar In, and spread the toasti 1t
had to be eaten In semidarkness, for II
wouldn't do to risk q candle-semi-
darkness, but not In silence. He for
| got that the girl Just around the cor
ner Of the table had turned out to be
rich heiress-the ''princess'' Of his
fairy story-while he was only the
| Pearlhunter-a man without a name
Twilight at the windows warned
him that the dark was lowering like
night raven over the woods His time
had come The business Of a man was
| afoot.
She closed the stove hearth to hide
the FIRE light. He opened the east
| door Of the kitchen, once more the
grave, cautious woodsman. She held
| out her hand; he laid it upon the arm
| LII thC 6Al1S NONCACu II WIN LIS wv II.
"Wild Rosew he said. you'll al
ways be that. no matter what they call
you"
The fancy went through him that
her hand thrilled. ever so slightly, up
on his arm. He closed his great palm
over It.
| 'sThe woods shall be safe tomorrow
for you-and me-" he said, and fol-
lowed the words with the boldest act
| Of his life-picked up the hand from
his arm and laid It to his lips. The
next instant he had slipped away into
the gathering night.
Buried in the bushes, he spared a
second to look back. She was still In
| the dark frame Of the door.
| A sound like the passing Of whis-
per, like the breeze playing with soft
leaves, caught his quick ear. A gray
| ghost-rhe Wild Man Of the Flatwoods
-fiitted along under the cliffs and en-
tered the cabin.