Gunnison news-champion., 1922-01-13


SUPPOSE It will all be diFcrrnt. Dir
ludr"y t. dead
"IiI, the hslTs - suggested.
We don't even know - ho they are
When Mr. Dudley went away he let,
sailed envelope with Daddy II.
said he might come back aEaIn- some
dime but II be- II'in'i. ur couldn't. Dad
dy va- 70 kecp the envelope and Eiy"
Il 10 hls-Mr Dudley representa-
tive. whoever That Nigh, be
Tals about urr's 'hIrk~u.ng This
one va. already as thick as molass.s
ln rhr lead of a.u'rr,
How Nrrs sou to know This rcpre-
sentative II "n" should come dscd
10 ruu'.uusly.
Il should surUn-" be would he ahI.
TO .d"utfy h,ms.'f 90 snlus way.
though shouldn't y"u' That Is II he
ever cnmrs"
Sure nothing ,-nst-r. II course.
/ agreed aud then since "" seetnef
10 have srrnp-i Ih.. bottom ~ N. Gin
uular dIsh clean switched on TO
som"thlng else
when we u"r" coming up the road
while back. Miss Joanlr. you gath.
cred the Impression that was a crazy
man. didn't yuuf"
"Ildn'r You Try 10 give me that I'm
pr,s.Iunf' she Duuntrrrd.
Il fancy didn't have 10 try very
hard-,ua.murh ss YOU had been
spending tn" afternoon In Atropia'
She forced queer l'riic lrugh md
lyur lower over her knitting
when sou were In Atrupia. did you
sac or hear anything Of the other crazy
man"
"Is there another onef" sh" asked.
bit hrcHthIcSzly.
Il was told 80 Ia Angels this after.
noon"
"ls this other man friend "
yours" 81" wanted to know.
"You could scarcely call him that;
I've mot him only once lie u a uIr
Ing engineer and his name is Butler.
ton-Churlcs Bullertuu"
II lad reached up and got her pis-
tol out of it, holster over the mauteI
10 hnng It ofI into the iircpIac. she
could hardly have been more startled.
"Ch-ChRrlrs BulleriOng' she STAN.
Encred is Mr.. Bulicr,on hcncr"
mot here, exactly. but he WIS in
Atrupla two days ago. DO you, by
any chance, happen 20 know himr-
"oh, yes; qui-quite well"
Then, naturally, you know best
whether or not he is In my class-the
crazy class, mean"
Once more she let tn. blue eyes
drop to her knitting, and II wasn't
mistaken the pretty lips were twisting
themselves In sort OF wry smile,
The last time ! saw him he told
me he was crazy" she admitted.
Isn't this delightful :" murmured.
FULLERTON is crazy and I'm crazy
perhaps We are all 4 bit crazy. Do
you know. Miss Jeanle. thar I hay.
come thousands OF miles to find your"
To ind mer'-the blue eyes were
as round as the full moon.
Even SO; you. your horse and your
dog. Would you-er-would you per.
nit an exceedingly personal question !,
Remembering always that 1t is put
by man who has lost his wits, Hav.
you small brown mole on your left
shoulder"
She blnshed very fetchingiy: even
the handsome mountain wind tan
wasn't brown enough to hide II.
Il think you are crazy-comrletely
crazy"
Certainly l am: there hasn't been
the slightest doubt OF II since-well.
! since about two weeks ago, when 1
started 10 hunt for you and a pie
raced dog and piebald horse"
There was silence before the fire
for long minute and began to be
afraid Daddy Hiram would come back
before anything else happened. Then
she said. with more curiosity than re-
sentiment, l thought:
How did you know about the
moleT'
Then there is oner' questioned
eagerly.
Yves
Glory be-" I chanted. "You don't
ht"N Nhat ioau you nave lifted from
whatever poor fragment of a mind I
have leftir
Again she said: II don't know wha,
you mean.'
Just you wait begged. II have
lucid intervals Mt times all crazy folks
do, you know. When my next one
comes along I'll explain as much ms |
can-whlch isn't nearly as much as
yon might think. ~ that
II was just at this moment that her
father returned. so she went on witt,
her sock-knitiing while we two mer
talked bi. and had bedtime smoke,
Pretty soon ! b sln TO get sleepy
natural consequence OF the stren,i.
Gus day--and ~ Tie third yawn. which