The Kevin review. [volume] (Kevin, Mont.) 1922-1929, 1924-02-14

and to enlist your aid in fighting fol
peace, purity, and temperance"
Three cheers for Judge Davis
Hats off to the judgew shouted the
crowd.
Amid ~ironical applause, which
seemed in nowise to disturb or discon-
cert him, and had it's visible effect
only in the frightened lip and in an in
~creasing righteousness which he seemed
to diffuse, Judge Davis followed De
Witt. Winton turned to Ned.
"Tll never forget" he said, land you
can or a job with me as long as
you want one"
Gripping the old mans hand again,
he tried to make his way through the
crowd. But by this time the enthus-
iasm had passed all restraint. He
found himself seized and hoisted upon
the shoulders of two men. Struggling
ineffectively, he was carried down the
stairs and into the bar of the nearest
hotel, where he was deposited upon
the counter. Somebody had ordered
champagne, and in a trice the corks
were popping and all were drinking
Winton's health.
you've done a good days work for
Malopo in keeping the Independent
mines out of the clutches of the syndi-
cate" said Van Beer, who had followed
in the wake of the crowd. "Take care
that Davis doesn't get the Big Ma
lopo away from you. We heard he'd
been cursing himself for having I'M
loaded on a bunch of asses in America,
but that you should turn up at the
nick of time, certificate and all-it's
like a play, sir. Here's health to your
And he drained his glass.
Presently Winton managed to slip
away from his admirers and escape
into the street. And the insistent
thought Of Sheila pressed upon him
Sheila, awaiting to learn the news,
eager for his success; Sheila, who had
Iisked everything for him.
Winton went back as fast as lie
could walk toward the wretched house
in the outskirts. He felt sick and
weak now that the reaction had come
upon him, but his heart was uplifted at
the thought of Sheila; her faith, her
loyalty, and her bitter fight. 1t was
perhaps inevitable that men like Van
Beer should misunderstood her. He
felt no rancor on account of this; but
he meant to take the girl out of her
life, establish her with her father in a
house on the claim, where the old man
should find the employment that had
been promised him by De Witt.
Sheila opened the door instantly
when he tapped; she scanned his face
eagerly.
i've won," said Winton, and he saw
the color fade out of her face. She
leaned against the frame Of the door,
looking down.
Winton glanced out across the
desert. The clean air seemed to rush
through him, bringing vitality and
strength and resolution. Far away he
saw the blue mountains toward which
Sheila and he had travelled out of the
Of Taungs. They seemed now
to be a symbol. At that moment the
girl appeared to him like a wild bird,
in the thin wires of a hundred
conventions: her fathers need of her,
utter dependence upon that society
which outraged her pride and trod her
heart under its feet, and yet held her in
secure servitude. He knew the long
for freedom in her heart he knew,
100, that physical bondage had never
luenched the freedom of her spirit.
He turned toward her, and she
ooked up and came quickly toward +
Tim and put her hands in bis of her ac-
ord. ,
II have been %ungrateful to you" she :
aid. 81 want to speak plainly now. i
LAST night when I asked you not to see {
again it was because Of many things
which made it seem right that you f
hould not: my father, and your pity, r
which l could not bear. And you are a !
Gentleman, and II am not well edu- f
ated, and She was breaking down, T
ut she struggled ON bravely. But o
.ow you know why we must be stran- 6
ers forever, after what has happened 6
ere and what people would say if they V
new" |;
NO." answered Winton. ~ do not V
now"
He drew her toward him. The sun q
ght lay like molten gold about them. IL
81 love you, Sheila, and | want you Ct
!, be my wife," el
She reeoiled as If his words stupe- ii
ed her. Then she began laughing a
ysterically. al
You are very generous and very
she said. II understand your W
oodness. You are sorry for me from pr
le depths of your heart, and you think nj
III owe me reparation. No! That is te
lal. Never! Never!" M
She turned, as with an effort, and pi
n into the house. Winton stood look 81
g after her until the door of the m
ner room was closed. He knew that TO
lily love could heal her spirit; was it tn
It love that had woven the threads II
nich had so strangely bound them Gu
ice that morning when they looked