The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1921-02-04

4. The bullet had cut . deep, ragged
rosh Just below the armpit. 1t had
srased a rib, but seemingly had not
oroken it. With that encouraging fact
established. and the sting of the
wound much allayed, the mind of the
man began reaching forward to the
night; the all-important night-when
a certain suave individual In a frock
coot would come to feed a certain
horse. He said no word of this to the
Girl already binding the bandages
around the clean-washed wound. sha
would have secuted the bare sugges-
nop of the things he was planning to
do the the dark was sufficient
ly dense to hide him.
She drew what was left Of his tat
tered shirt and blouse over the BAN
dage at last. laid his wounded arm
across his breast and slung it there by
a strip of cloth passed up around his
neck. and helped him to his feet.
II shamed him that he was abso-
Iutely compelled to cling fast to her.
10 lean heavy upon her, or go back to
the rock. His face was far too white
| TO show the modification he felt, but
she saw it In his eyes. Lifting his
well arm and laying 1t across her
! shoulders. she caught her left arm
about his blouse waist and steadied
him
The Wild Rose seemed to have TAX
en- toll of every bit Of sunshine that
ever struck the Flatwoods. That was
the distinguishing feature of her per-
s~onality. That and her good. sound
sense. Her face was beaming full of
both right now-the sunshine and the
sense. She was smiling up at him. he
knew. He was staring away above her
head-but he knew. The smile grad
ually drew his eyes down out of the
trees. He could no more help 1t than
he could help leaning upon her. She
laugbed-a heartening little laugh
like the happy water curling against
the ledge. He laughed back. He
couldn't help 1t. The restraint was
broken the smart gone.
~~ffe glanced down at the ledge before
leaving to see that no tell-tale blood
spots or bits of cloth were left. A
needless precaution-her woodcraft
was as fine as his own.
How she managed to lead him. half
carry him, out of the rocky and brok-
en- gulches Of Fox Den and down the
rough banks of Wolf Run to the cabin
of the three gables she never knew.
Neither did he. 1t always remained a
of wonder to him. Who does
know the source of power-that mys-
augmentation of strength-that
to a woman in a crisis?
She led him into the house and to
the sofa In the main room; the queer
leatherscovered bed that had
stirred his curiosity the afternoon of
his first visit Two days before.
The old man was not In the room.
She must have caught his eyes search
ing for him.
"Daddy?" she answered to the eyes.
,He often spends hours away. There'n
- little pass in the woods todayffthat,
won't see, though g nobody w see
! wen send for that surgeon tdmor-
r." he said.A
Nm OF water. o. bandaE& snA
'ormidable-lookine brown bottle-cam- |
ohor, the universal first aid in the,
The blood-soaked ban,S
were deity removed and the
wound re-washed. She picked up the
brown bottle.
IL am sorry to hurt you" she said.
But 1t will keep the fever down."
You're the DOCTOR" was his slow
She uncorked the bottle and applied
'ome of its contents to the wound with
bit of cotton. Hurtl 1t hurt so that
lie laughed.
Anything to get ready for tonight"
le grinned, under the bite Of the pow
'rful antiseptic.
Tonight! she repeated blankly.
Why, you mustn't think"
II must, though. Big things depend
n tonight" She saw a %sternness
.ather in his eyes. Hell think I've
eft the Flatwoods," he muttered on,
nore to himself than to her. "It's
that he's been waiting for. His camel
tonight l7and-F
The girl saw the fingers of his right
and clench against his palm doubt
sss quite unconsciously-while .hs
ridges of his great forenru
and swelled; but the :nS
of the muttered words hap.
missed her
GRO BE CONTINUED.)
WED LONG ON FRUGAL ElEI