The Holbrook news., 1922-08-18
& The BigTown Round Up
 By WILLIAM MACLEOD

That word again" stuck in his con- sciousness.
 You've known me all along." he charged.
 "Of course I've known you-knew you when you stood on the steps after you had tied the janitor."
 "1 knew you, too?" Why didn't you say so?" Did you expect me to make that grandstand play on the 'parada' claim on yore kindness? 1 didn't do thing for you that day any man wouldn't have done. I happened to be the lucky fellow that got the chance. That's all. Come to that, 1t was up to you to do the recognizing If any was done. It had worked out that you didn't know me. but once or twice from things you said I almost thought you did"
 T meant to tell you some time, but well. I wanted to see how long you could keep from telling me. Now you've done 1t again."
 I'd like to ride with you the rest of yore life," he said unexpectedly. They trembled on the edge of self revelation. It was the girl who res cued them from the expression of their emotions.
 I'll speak to Clary about 1t. Maybe he'll take you on as groom" she said with surface lightness.
 As soon as they reached home Bea- trice led the way into the library. Bromfeld was sitting there with her father. They were talking over plans for the annual election of officers of the Bird Cage Mining company. Whit ford was the largest stockholder and Bromfield owned the next biggest block. They controlled 1t between them.
 Dad, Rob Roy bolted and Mir. LinI- say stopped him before l was thrown"
 Whitford rose, the color ebbing from his cheeks. Eve always told you that brute was dangerous. I'll offer him for sale today"
 And I've discovered that we know the man who saved me from the wild steer in Arizona. It was Mir. Lindsay"
 "Lindsayl" Whitford turned to him. "Is that right?"
 Its correct"
 Colin Whitford, much moved, put hand on the younger mans shoulder. "Son, you know what I'd like to tell you. I reckon I can't say 1t right"
 "Well consider 1t said, Mir. Whit ford" answered Clay with his quick, boyish smile. No use in spillin' lot of dictionary words"
 "Why didn't you tell us?"
 'It was nothin' to brag about"
 Bromfield came to time with a thin words of thanks. Were all greatly in your debt, MT. Lindsay"
 AS the days passed the malicious jealousy of the New York clubman deepened to steady hatred. A fellow of Uncontrolled temper. his thin skinned vanity writhed at the condi- ton which confronted him. He was engaged to girl who preferred an- other and better man, one against whom he had an unalterable grudge. He recognized In the westerner an eager energy, a clean-cut residence, and an abounding vitality he would have given a great deal to possess. His own early manhood had been frit- tered away In futile dissipations and he resented bitterly the contrast be- tween himself and Lindsay that must continually be present in the mind of the girl who had promised to marry him. He had many adventitious things to offer her-such advantages as mod ern civilization has made desirable to hOthouse women-but he could not give the clean, splendid youth she craved. It was the price he had paid for many sybarltic pleasures he had been too soft to deny himself.
 With only a little more than two weeks of freedom before her, Beatrice made the most of her days. For the first time in her life she became a creature of moods. The dominant ones were rebellion, recklessness and re- pentance While Bromfield waited and fumed she rode and tramped with Clay. It was not fair to her affianced lover. She knew that. But there were