Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1923-12-20

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Trap Your--Fairy~
"Td give the world--p
He stopped: the transcendent mo-
ment passed. He dropped his eyes and
crushed his hat rim In his powerful
fingers.
The giri bent her head and deep
thoughtfulness filmed the brown Of
her eyes.
"Jack--r
He felt the slight tremor In her
voice and half guessed what was com
Ing.
THAT face las night--it ha'nts me-"
Involuntarily he glanced up at the
high brink Of the cliff. where, under
a clump OF bushes. lay some mussed
leaves and q pinch Of pipe ashes.
Don't let H." was his slow answer.
There's the pilot OF the Obenchain,
now. looks a pow'rful sight like Lark
Sharp, and they Amt a mite of kin In
the world"
She pondered the answer and seemed
much impressed. even relieved, as he
fancied.
slows Pap Simon t'dayr'
"Por fatherl He amt hardly left
the house sence that--night. He's
wrote and wrote. and looked at papers
IN IL safe didn't know e had. and
this afternoon he had zeke Pollok up
with his notary public seal" A shadow
nItted across her face. She laced her
smooth fingers: gripped them. THAT
terrible letter. He's read IL and read
H. Pore KEN"
The man reached his arm up over
the door; absently felt spray Of rose
vine. It's buds swollen big with the
mystery that was soon to be revealed.
The girl glanced at the hand among
the rosebuds and slowly turned to the
frank and thoughtful face.
That's why I came--Daddy wants
& see y'u."
"Mer
He wants y'u Z come over q min
ute"
"Yu didn't tell I'm nothin' about
that--that-facer
The girls eyes finched at the ques-
tion.
~No-only that you got-hurt."
She drew a step nearer, laid her
fingers lightly upon the sleeve Of his
blouse
-How II y'ur shoulderr'
Tie tumbled the side of his open
collar.
"Aw, II aint nothin'.s
The smile came back and brought
the dimples,
Jack"
He stole a quick look at the side Of
her upturned face and waited.
Il ben = plnln' hungry all day
somehow rr the rocks and woods
they're all walked up and wonderful
now--and--"
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.
Il lowed mehhe y'u wouldn't mind
takin' me M there. beln' yur shout
der alnt--well."
Wouldn't mind takin' y'u--l" The
man seemed 10 grope for n word big
enough 10 nnish the thought. wy
rd-rd-we'u be startin' the minute
we can run over and see what Pap
Simon wants--bfore, 10 y'u say So"
mo, reckon we better 30 { father
FIRST. he's been that fused and rest
less sence-"
She turned and took thoughtful
step toward the path that led across
the orchard 20 the red-roofed cottage.
The man followed. suddenly stopped.
raised n quick glance NJ % the wild
aud tumoied pinnacles OF the cliff, and
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
evolver--the gift OF her father--from
where II hung on a peg behind the
cook stove carefully examine u and
buckle II 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 noticeahly deepened.
Texie ran 20 him and knelt by the
chair. He laid q great gaunt hand on
her head. and after a time looked M
at the woodsman. standing % tall and
strong In the noor that he seemed al
most out Of place In 80 small q room.
I'm hearin' they elaw~d y'u up las
night"
The wocdsman grinned: the old
man went on:
Didn't hurt y'u. did they--muchr'
"A cat scratch"
The old mans fingers strayed over
the girls hair.