Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1922-08-18

You weren't to blame. Wili," sobbad
the girl land the men weren't. don't
think they would have done me any
harm. II was the sight OF you. WILL
and the fght--I thought they had
stabbed you"
II shall be In camp as long al KS
open," answered Wilton. Don't be
afraid any more. I'll see that no
more of this stuff finds Its way hera
And tomorrow I'll make an example
OF the worst OF them that won't b.
forgotten
He soothed her and soo4 k<rnght
her back to her normal condlyion. Az
he grew cooler he began to realize
that, as Molly had said, the men were
not to blame, In the morning few OF
them would have more than the yagu-
est remembrance of the affair II
was the alcohol, acting as physical
and moral poison ON them.
"How did II happenf" he asked
presently. "And how long have those
t"o VutiuWS utSu Ia tHC NhtHHk
"They came here week ago, Will.~
she answered. 'They were very In
solicit, and said that trouble was COM
ing; they made all sorts OF vague
threats against You. They seemed to
want to make trouble for U.S."
"They're here for some object, Mol.
ly." said Wilton. ITS to hinder the
work, of course. but--there's more.
to 1t than that
II think they want to frighten Ms
away from the portage. WILL" said
Nelly. tom Bowyer has been here
since returned. He told me that my
father was very III: that he was using
his influence to get him pensloned.
and that the best thing we could do
would be to leave the portage as soon
as possible.
''He wanted me to go TO Winnipeg
and study stenography, or anything
else chose. But told him couldn't
take any steps without consulting
YOU"
Good for you. Molly, deari" said
Wilton.
HE hadn't guessed how things were
between us, for he changed instantly.
He began to threaten me. He sworo
that should never marry you, and
that he'd drive us from the portage.
He went away mad with rage. When
those two men came connected their
appearance with him"
"You were right" said Wilton. But
| don't think they'll show their faces
here again. And I'll see you every
day now. Molly, dear. why didn't you
write to me? ho~ed for letter
every day. Why didn't Won writer
II wasn't quite sure--you'd want
me to-" she answered shyly. "ycu see.
WIN. tour engagement--came about
after nursed yon. And thought,
after you got back to Clayton
| thought-that I'd Just wait"
'You thought that might change.
MolIy?" cried Wilton.
She nestled close to him. "Not real
", Will But I'll don't know, but
somehow WANTED to wait. I hated
SO to come back here, with you iying
so III, and was so worried when
Kitty didn't answer my letters"
'Kitty didn't answer your"
"Only once, when you were nearly
out Of danger. Perhaps that made me
feel that--that I'd better not write to
you, VIII. But, of course. all her time
was taken up with caring for you"
"She ought TO have written YOU
said Wilton. THAT doesn't sound like
Kitty. And--Molly, dear" he con-
tinued, thinking of Kitty's projected
stay at Big Muskeg. i've got sur
prise for you next month. Just about
the thing that would please you best
In the world"
And as she looked at him In inquiry.
he drew her into his arms and kissed
her again. "Promise me- dear, that
you will never doubt my love for you,"
he pleaded.
Il promise WILL" she answered,
looking Mt him with shining eyes.
"Never--never, dear"
"Ill have to go. Molly" said VII.
ton. "Only until tomorrow. dear. And
sleep quietly, because ri give those
men the lesson OF their lives In the
morning."
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