The weekly times-record. (Valley City, N.D.) 1912-1922, 1921-09-29
How the 7rapper
Won His Bride
BY FREDERICK CLARKE.
10. 1921. Western Newspaper Union.

&C. 1921. Western Newspaper Union)
"Will you remember me when I am
gone, Leona? Tell me!'' The tone was
masterful.
Perhaps"
The man gave a sharp exclamation,
and catching the girl by the wrist he
said sternly:
Don't speak that way. When you
do it cuts like knife" and his other
hand fell halfunconsciously upon the
hilt Of the hunting knife in his belt.
"How dare you? You know, Jean
Lemare, have never told any man
that love him."
ACTIONS speak louder than words"
the man returned coldly. "Those
glorious eyes Of yours say yes, when
your lips form no. You have listened
to my words Of love and never turned
away" =
'"They interested me as long as they
were different" the girl returned, mad
deningly. =,
when you have something new to
say, expect me to remember you; but
until then do not care to even listen"
and the trapper was left alone with
his rage and love. Until his depar-
ture on the following day the spoiled
beauty kept out Of his way, and once
he had disappeared, she drew deep
sigh of relief. .,...... .sn
Smiling a little to herself, and yet
wondering If he would study some
thing new to say to her when he
emerged from the dangers Of the un-
broken path into the wilderness, she
hummed song he favored, and was
80 wrapped up in her own thoughts
she did not hear the stealthy step Of q
man who stole upon her. Small won
der that she did not, for he was skilled
In tracking down the widest kind Of
game, and hiding his presence from
the keen-scented wild things Of the
unexplored North. The first that she
realized that she was not alone was
when Leona felt mans arms about
her, and a mans mouth pressed to
hers; and frightened almost to death
she looked up into jeans dark, flash
ing eyes. -.
you told me to make love differ
emily" he said, after he had kissed
her breathless, land so have. knew
no other man had ever held you in
his arms or taken kisses from your
lips. Now I have put my stamp on
you"
With a heavy sigh, and yet with the
light of hopeful love in his face, Jean
retraced his steps, and this time fairly
began his long journey. For weeks
afterward, Leona felt her cheeks burn
crimson at the very thought Of jeans
kisses, and yet In her heart she was
not angry, for she did love him, though
her untamed girlish nature rebelled
at restraint. AS the days crept on, she
took pleasure In the thought that she
belonged to this mighty hunter, and
she began to plan her future as his
wife. Suddenly her happiness was
crushed as the tender verdure beneath
the branches of the felled forest tree.
After a day that had seemed unusual
ly long to her impatience, although
one of the shortest Of the year, she
was sitting In the chimney corner idly
listening to her father, when some Of
his words recalled her to attention.
II didn't think that OF Jean. He
ought to be ashamed of such a thing"
"What?" Leona asked.
Marrying an Indian girl" was the
careless answer. . "
HE never did!' she said fiercely,
her eyes blazing in the freight.
For week she lay Ill, and when
she finally crawled forth into the open
air she loved so well she was like one
smitten. All her proud, young cour-
age was gone. She Stunned the trap
pers who focked to her fathers store,
and spent her time out in the woods
where Jean had kissed her maiden
lips and held her In his strong arms.
Into this retreat no one dared pene-
trate, not even Long John ;Hathers.
He would not give up the secret hope
In his heart, and tried to court her,
although he said but little. His eyes
glowed red fire that nothing extin-
guished. Leona at first scarcely no.
ticed him, then hated him for the love
she saw he bore her, and prevented
him from speaking Of it until one day
when the sun was beginning to feel
warm, and she was once more in the
woods. Believing herself entirely
alone, she began to live over once
more the love scene Of the fall be-
fore, when suddenly Long John stood
before her, speaking madly Of his
love, and pleading madly with her to
return it.
The girl fought like young tiger.
She knew now that he had been
witness to her last scene with Jean,
and it drove her mad with rage. FL