Belington progressive. [volume] (Belington, W. Va.) 1912-1927, 1924-01-31

Tic pump btlt uJotcEy u HtE kDlV8f
and bosom, and his hands instructive
ly reached toward her.
ED give the verdi"
He stopped: the transcendert mo-
ment passed. He dropped his eyes and
crushed his hat rim In his powerful
fingers.
The girl bent her head and a 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-"
InyoIuntafiIy he glanced up at the
high brink of the cliff, where, under
clump Of bushes, lay some mussed
leaves and pinch of pipe ashes.
Don't let it, was his slow answer.
There's the pilot of the Obenchain,
now looks pow'rful sight like Lark
Sharp, and they amt mite Of kin in
the world"
She pondered the answer and seemed
much impressed. even relieved, AZ he
fancied.
"How's Pap Simon t'dayY'
"Por father He amt hardly left
the house sence that-night. He's
wrote and wrote, and looked at papers
In lis safe l didn't know e had, and
this afternoon he had Zeke Pollok up
with his notary public seal" A shadow
fitted across her face She laced her
smooth fingers; gripped them. THAT
terrible letter. He's read 1t and read
It. Pore KEN
The man reached his arm up over
the door absently felt Z spray Of rose
vine. its buds swollen big with the
mystery that was soon to be revealed
The girl glanced at the hand among
the rosebuds and slowly turned 70 the
frank and thoughtful face. ~
That's why came-Daddy wants
T. see y'u.''
"Ner'
HE wants y'u t come over q min
ute" SEE
"Y'u didn't tell I'm nothin' about
that-tnat--faceT
The girls eyes fiinched at the ques-
tion. As N
"No-only that you got--hurt"
She drew step nearer, laid her
fingers lightly upon the sleeve Of his
blouse
slow is y'ur shoulder
He fumbled the side Of his open
collar.
saw. it amt nothin'.s
The smile came back and brought
the dimples.
Jack"
He stole quick look at the side Of
her upturned face and waited.
Il ben s. pinin' hungry all day
somehow FIR the rocks and woods
they're all walked up and wonderful
now-and-n
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
tdhih iuc up LuSIt, uclu ui chVut
der ain't-well.''
Wouldn't mind takin' y'u-f" The
man seemed to grope for word big
enough to finish the thought. Wy
Pd-Pd-we'll be startin' the minute
we can run over and see what Pap
Simon wants-b' fore, If y'u say So"
mo, ] 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 az 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 1t hung on peg behind the
cook stove, carefully examine 1t and
buckle 1t on under his blouse.
Jack Warhope was startled at the
ShdhSCs LIE LhACC udyS uu0 WAOu6At AZ
the banker The lines of his craggy
face had noticeably deepened
Texie ran to him and knelt by the
chair. He laid 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 ont of place in so small 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-muchr'
"a cat scratch"
The old mans fingers strayed over
the girls hair
"Jack"
Eyes, sir"
you've ben 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 Il
never noticed it b'fore how much w
Il f,$t