The Adair County news. [volume] (Columbia, Ky.) 1897-1987, 1921-10-18

hereI It's nobody but idlers, Of
course, that whittles-that is, most o
the time it's nobody but idlers that
whites"
But I'm not busy on Sundays, y
know" replied Dale.
"Tell me this" Elizabeth asked
pointedly: what made you come to
this one spot to do your whittlin'?
Couldn't you whittle up there in my
daddy's cabin yardT
He answered her unhesitatingly:
Because I like to be here. This
place is a shrine to me. 1t was here
that first loved you, Babe. Now you
tell me this: Why did you come to
this particular spot to sit down in
the snow? There's snow in your dad
dy's cabin yard"
Said Elizabeth, In q voice that sound
ed smothered: Because 1 like to be
here-this place is a shrine to me,
too-it was here that first loved you,
Bill DaIe!"
"Then why" he demanded, won't
you marry meT
Because it was me that shot-Ad-
am Ball."
She went on, and though emotion
had set every fibre of her to quivering,
she did not fall into the old hill talk,
which was proof Of the magnificence
of her:
81 thought you wouldn't want me
if you knew that l did that, and
couldn't marry you without telling you.
But you know nOwl And do what
ever you feel like doing or saying, you
! can't hurt me; l can never be hurt
! any-any m-m-mOre-"
! Bill Dale shot erect. Truly, this
was a day of surprises for him. He
stopped and caught her up.
| "a real wOman!" he said happily,
Strengthening with her in his arms. "a
real, all gold, pure gold woman! You
loved me well enough to kill man
to save me, and wouldn't let me know
it! Woman is a mystery, sure enough.
But perhaps it's because women are
! so fine and so far above menfolk that
| menfOlk cannot understand them.
Well. Babe, kitten, must l drag you
to the altar, or will you go with me
of your own accOrd?
She put her arms around his neck
and drew them tight.
I'D go with you, Bill Dale--or David
MOreland, whichever it is-to the very
last inch of the end of the world" she
said.
Early the next morning, there came
strolling lazily up the rivers bank 6
tall and lanky mOuntaineer who wore
among other things, a Niagara Fall:
mustache and cowhide boots tina
seemed ridiculously short because o.
the great length of his slender legs
He carried a rifle in the hollow of ont
arm; he was looking for rabbit-track'
in the snow. Near the pool above tn,
blown-down sycamore, he came upoI
tracks that had not been made by an!
four-footed animals There were tn
footprints of a man coming from on
direction, and the footprints Of WON
an coming from another direction
only the lOOlprlDLS Oh the Inan wen
away toward Ben Littleford's cabin.
By Heck was puzzled. Here come
BILL" he frowned. "and over her
comes Babe. And thar, as plain a
day, goes Bill; but what become {
Babe? Whar in the name o. the devil
!. pet ridin'-hoss did she go to? No
straight up, shorelyp
He scrutinized the signs with tn
|. understanding eye of the born wood:
man. Then he grinned broadly an
said to himself:
"Well, dang my forrard and bias
my eyes! The DANCED old Injun, h
jest picked her up bodily and carrie
her off home, and I know what tha
means, thank God. CANT pray. bu
!. shore can sing
"Oh. when 1 die, don't bury me deep;
| Put a tombstone at my head and feet;
Put a bears iawbone in my right hand,
on my way to the Promised La-a-an,
On! on nay way to the Promised Iandl
GEE END.)
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