The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1923-11-29

mystery thal2 was ~ 0e revealed
The girl glanced at sthe hands ~
the s-osebudssand slowly turned toathe
frank and thoughtfuls face IS Il
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T. see ~y'u."sst sss "a 6 "a
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he wants va Z come over = min
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"Y'u didn't ten I'm nothin' about
thaf-that-facer' ax 3 49,
The girls eyes finched at the ques.
"No--only that you got-hurt."
She drew a step nearer, laid her
nngers lightly upon the sleeve 4 hts
blouse. 81
slow is y'ur shoulderr'
He fumbled the side OF his open
collar.
Jaw. II amt nothin'.s
The smile came back and brought
the dimples.
Jack"
He stole a quick look at the Fds Of
her upturned face and waited.
II ben e. pinin' hungry all day
somehow rr the rocks and woods
they're all walked up and wonderful
now-and-" Fm
She paused. The man drank In the
exquisite profile OF her fresh young
face, her lips parted, her eyes softly
retrospective with the smile that
nestled in them.
81 lowed mebbe y'u wouldn't mind
takin' me up there, bein' y'ur shout
der ~ain't-well."
Wouldn't mind takin' y'u-r The
man seemed to grope for a word big
enough to finish the thought. Wy
rd-rd-we'n be startin' the minute
we can run over and see what Pap
Simon wants-b'fore, II y'u say so"
mo, / reckon we better go Z father
FIRST, he's been that fused and rest
less sence@"
She turned and took a thoughtful
step toward the path that led across
the orchard to the red-r0ofed cottage.
The man followed, suddenly stopped,
raised a quick glance up 20 the wild
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hurried back to the cabin. The girl
followed him as far as the door, where
she stood mildly wondering to see him
take down the beautifully modelled
revolver-the gift of her father-from
where it hung on a peg behind the
cool stove, carefully examine it and
buckle it on under his blouse.
Jack Warhope was startled at the
change the three days had wrought in
the banker. The lines of his craggy
face had noticeably deepened.
Texie ran to him and knelt by the
chair. He laid a great gaunt hand on
her head, and after a time looked up
at the woodsman, standing so tall and
strong in the floor that he seemed al
most out of place in so small a room.
Tn hearin' they clawed y'u up las
night"
The woodsman grinned; the old
man went n
Didn't hurt y'u, did they-muchr'
"A cat scratch"
The old mans fingers strayed over
the girls hair.
Jack"
Eyes, SIR"
you've ben a good boy and you've
worked hard" The woodsman shifted
to his other foot and glanced down
Mt the bright hair Of the girl. The
old banker studied him, slowly. II
never noticed II b'fore how much y'u
look-and act-like y'ur father"
"Size and looks and-actions, you're
like him." the old man went on. "Of
all the men I ever knowed, ! think
he was the noblest, and-the finest
gentleman. A soldier every inch, but
no business man. That's why"
He stopped abruptly, took his hand
from his daughters head and dropped
strayed away-perhaps into the past,
with its memories.
He looked up after a time, in his
quick penetrating way.
"HOw's the cattle?"
The question was so at variance
with the thoughts in the woodsman's
mind that he was slow in answering.
Zine, sir"
about ready t marketg'
Most any day, now. Three drovers
have ben t. see 'em Already"
"Sell 'em-as soon as y'u please.
what1l they bringY
IF the market holds, they ough' t.
top five thousan'."
give thousan'-thats a heap o.
money"
The bony fingers drummed hard
upon the chair-arm. The old man fid-
geted in his seat in a way that seemed
to indicate that the interview was over.
The girl rose.
Father, we're goin' up in the woods
t. see the sun setback and me-"
A statement that was half ques-
lion. The old man did not look up.
They were at the door of the dining
room, the woodsman standing aside to
let the girl. pass, when the banker
turned in his chair.
Jack"