The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1922-07-03
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the flowers for emphasis and absent
" Stripped the stems. The Wild roses
fiuttered to the ground "GoshF'
came doiefully. I'm all full Of
shorns. Guess IN have TO pick 'em
out with my teeth"
sOhr' Then she picked up the
roses and laid them glngeriy aside.
"you can't use your other hand. can
your.
NE. ARMS broken"
sThen--" she looked back toward
Lost Wing. hunched on a stump. and
Rarry's heart sank. She debated a
moment. at last 20 shake her head.
'sNo--hed want TO dag them out with
knife II you don't mind" She
moved toward Houston and Barry
thrust forth his hand.
III you don't mind" he countered
and she sat beside him. A moment
later.
Il must look like fortune tell.
err"
see anything In my palm besides
thornse"
Yes A little dirt. Batiste evil.
IDENTIFY Isn't very good nurse"
II did the best I could with one
hand. But was pretty erimy. r.
I didn't know" and Barry rrinned
cheerfully. Il was going to be this
lucky"
She pretended not 20 hear the sally
And IN some way Barry was glad
He much rather would have her al.
xnt than making some flirpant re-.
mark. much rather would he prefer
90 lean comfortably back on the old
bench and watch the quiet. almost
childish determination OF her features
rs she sought for a grip on the tiny
protuberances % the thorns, the soft
BROWNIES OF the few strands OF hair
which strayed from beneath the boy.
tzh cap. the healthy glow OF her com
plexion. the snailness Of the clear
skinned hands. the daintlness Of the
trim little figure. Much rather would
he be silent with the picture than
striving for answers to questions
That in their very naivensSs were an
accusation Quite suddenly Barry
fes cheap and mean and dishonest.
He felt that he would like TO talk
about himself.--about home and his
reasons for being our here: hts hopes
for the mill which now wsa a sham
bling. Improbable thing: about the
future and--a great many things. II
was with an effort. when she queried
him again concerning his memory.
that he stiii remained Mr.. Nobody
Then he shifted the conversation
from himself to her.
-Do you live out here
Yes. Didn't Ha'tlste tell your nv
house Is just over the hiil--you can
Just see one edge Of the roof thru
that bent aspen"
barry stared.
I'D noticed that. Thought II was a
house. but couldn't be sure. III
thought understood Ba'tisse 10 say
you only came out here IN the sum-
mer.-
II did that when was going 20
school. Now stay here all the year /
round
i isn't II lonely
-out here. with a hundred kinds |
Of birds TO keep things EoIng7 with |
the trout leapinE In the streams In
the summer time. and a good gun
IN the hollow Of your arm in the win.
teri Besides. there's old Lost wing
and his squaw. you know. get a
lot Of enjoyment out OF rhem when
we're showed in--in the winter. He's
told me fully fifty versions OF how
the Battle Of Wounded Knee was
fought. and as for Clusters last bat.
tle--it's wonderful"
He knows all about it7-
I'D hardly eay that" Medains
reached under her cap for hairpin.
looked quickly at Barry as tho 70
ask him whether he could stand pain.
then pressed recaieifrant thorn In.
10 a position where Il could be ex.
fracted- Il think the best descrIp-
ton OF Lost Wing f. that he's an ad
nirabie fiction writer. Basiste says
he has more lies than a dog has
fieas."
Then II isn't history
'.Of course not Just lima ginatson. |
But It's we'll done. with plenty Of
gestures. He stands in front OF the
fire and acts II all out while his
sqtiaw sits on the floor and grunfs
and mods and walls az the right time. !
and It's really entertaining. They're
about million years old, both 81
them. Ny father got them when he
first came down here FROM Montreal. {
He wanted Lost Wing a. n sort Of
bodyguard. II was a good deal wild. |
or in this region then than II In
now. and father owned a good deal Of
land.
so Bs'tlste tells me. He Gays THAT |
practically all Of the forests around |
here are yours"
They will be. merit year" came /
simply. when I'M"
She stopped and laughed.
Ba'tiste told me. Twsnty-ons"
HE never could keep anything TO !
himself"
What's ewrong about that7 I'm |
twenty.seven myself"
Honestly You don't look IT,"
Don't II I ought 10. I've got a