The silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1909-1925, 1923-01-25
CHAPTER vi-Continued.

ouk uiOu&h AiAh Citooh
had no doubt of the issue CT his suit,
the friendship of Beatrice for this fel-
low from Arizona stabbed his vanity.
It hurt his class pride ana hts personal
seif-esteem that she should take pleas
ure In the mans society. Bee never
had been we,l-brcken to harness He
set his thin lips tight and resolved
that he would stand no nonsense Of
this sort after they were married. If
she wanted to fiirt 1t would have to be
with some one In their own set.
Beatrice could not understand her
self. She knew that she was behav-
ing rather indiscreeuy. though she did
not fathom the cause Of the restless
ness that drove her 20 Clay Lindsay.
Abe truth Is that she was longing for
an escape from the empty life she was
leading. had been seeking one for years
va.aoat knowing H. Surely this round
OF social frivoiities, tho chatter OF
these silly women ans Snug tailor.
made men, could not l>e all there was
: > SO must have been made
s"Ae .--a.hetter shan that.
ana when she sas with Clay she
' new sue - been. He gave her a
.sslcs 81 NE through eyes that had
kuowD open. Wide spaces. clean. whole
soDe. and sun-kissed. He stood on his
0wsn feet and did his own thinking
Simply, with both HANDS. he took hold
Of problems and examined them
stripped Of all trimmings. The man
was elemental, but he was keen and
broad.gauged. II amazed her one day
t. learn that he had read William
James and understood his philosophy
much better than she did.
There was In her mind no intention
whatever Of letting herself do any.
thing SO foolish as to marry him. But
there were moments when the thought
1T 1t had u dreadful fascination for
her. She did not invite such thoughts
to remain with her.
For she meant TO accept Clarendon
BromfieId In her own good time and
'nake her social position In New York
absolutely secure. She had been In the
fringes too long not to appreciate a
chance TO get into the social Holy Of
Holes.
A bow-legge.l little fnnn in a cheap.
wrinkled suit With a silk kerchief
knosted loosely round his neck stopped
In front OF Il window where a girl was
selling stamps.
II wantta see the postmaster
"Corrld'y'right. observation-disclosures
left" she said, just as though 1t were
Two words.
At that the frecklcd-face little fellow
opened wider his saim-milk eyes and
his weak mouth. "Cone again. ma'am.
please"
"corrid'y'rIght. Observation-Disclosures
left she repeated. Next
The inquirer knew as much as h.
did before, but he lacked the courage
In ask for an English translation. He
shuffled away from the window and
wandered helplessly, swept up by the
tide of hurrying people that flowed
continuously into the building and
ebbed out Of II. Floin this he was
tossed into a backwater that brought
him to another window.
II wantta see the postmaster OF this
burg," he announced again with a
piainlive whine.
what about ?" asked the man back
Of the grating.
important business. amigo. Where's
he atr'
The man directed him tn door upon
which was printed the legend. super
intendent Of Complaints"
well, sir! What car do for you p
the man behind the big desk snapped
Il wants. see the postmaster"
what aboutT''
II got important business with him"
'Who are your
me, I'm Johnnie Green of the Bin.
a.Box ranch. ] just drapped Ia from
Arizona and I wantta see the postinas-
ter"
Suppose you tell your troubles to
me-"
Johnnie changed his weight to the
other foot. mo. sub. ! allow to see
the postmaster himself personal"
"IIe's busy" Explained the official.
"He can't possibly see anybody with.
out knowing his business
"Tha.s sii right. I've lost my pal.
I nah,sa 49,