Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1924-01-31
CHAPTER vIII-continued.

That's why 1 came-Daddy wants
T. see y'u."
"Me?"
He wants y'u t come over min
ute"
4Y'u didn't tell i'm nothin' about
that-face?"
The girls eyes hinched at the ques-
ton.
"No-only that you got-hurt."'
She drew a step nearer, laid her
fingers lightly upon the sleeve of his
blouse.
'How is y'ur shoulder"
He fumbled the side Of his open
collar
saw, it amt nothin'."
The smile came back and brought
the dimples.
Jack"
He stole quick look at the side of
her upturned face and waited.
81 ben = pinin hungry all day
somehow FIR 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 mebbe y'u wouldn't mind
talzin' me up there, bein' y'ur shout
der ain't-well"
Wouldn't mind takin' y'u-!' TIE
man seemed to grope for word big
enough to finish the thought. IVY
Pd-Td-well be startin' the minute
we can run over and see what Pap
Simon wants-b'fore, if y'u3 say So"
mo, I reckon we better go t. 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-roofed cottage.
The man followed, suddenly stopped,
raised quick glance up % the wild
and tumbled 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
revolver-the gift of her father-from
where it hung on peg behind the
cook 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 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.
'Pm hearin they clawed y'u up las
night"
The woodsman grinned; the old
man went on:
Didn't hurt y'u, did they-much?"
"a cat scratch"
The old mans fingers strayed over
the girls hair.
Jack"
'fYes, sir.'
you've ben a good boy and you've
worked hard" The woodsman shifted
TO his other foot and glanced down
at the bright hair Of the girl. The
old banker studied him, slowly. ~
never noticed it 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, 1 think
he was the noblest, and-the finest
gentleman J. soldier every inch, but
no business man. That's why"
he stopped abruptly, took his hand
from his daughters head and dropped
it to her shoulder. His deep-set eyes
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.
"Fine, sir"
"About ready t. market?'
Most any day, now. Three drovers
have ben t. see 'em already"
sell 'em-as soon as y'u please.
What'H they bringY
eff the market holds, they ough' t.
top five thousan'"
give thousan'-thats heap o.
money"
The bony fingers drummed hard
E1on the chair-arm. The old man i'd
geted in his seat In way that seemed
10 Indicate rhat the Interview was over.
The girl rose.