Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1925-01-01

SIDE him. He had allowed the escape
of her captive; she had accused him
after the two of them had gone back
to the cavern, had thrown herself
upon him, tearing at his fa7e, and the
two had fallen. Mother and son? Leo
shuddered, hoping within his heart
that Judith had been mistaken. II
was too terrible.
But, such Is youth, such is love. BUD
Lee promptly forgot both Chris Quin-
Mon and Mad Ruth as he went
through the lilacs to the house. Hc
remembered how Marcia had flown
once to Pollock Hampton when he had
made hero Of himself, how again
just today she had gone swiftly to him
because he had made fool of him.
self and because 1t seemed she loved
him. In due time there was going to
be a wedding at Blue Lake ranch.
A weddingl Just one3 Lee hurried
on.
Yes, Judith was waiting for him.
She was there in the living-room,
curled up; on great couch, lifting her
eyes expectantly as his step sounded
on the veranda. A wonderfully
gowned, transcendently lovely Jul
dith; a Judith Of bare white arms,
round and warm and rich in their
tender curves; a Judith softly, allur-
ingly feminine even in the eyes of
Bud Lee, no longer theorist; Ju-
n111 1iYNn
ingly to her like sun-shot mist,
Judith whose tender mouth was q
red flower, whose eyes were Aphro-
dite's own, glorious, dawn-gray. soft
with the light shining In them, the
unhidden light of love for the man
who came toward her swiftly; the Ju-
dith he had first held in his arms and
kissed.
He came in quickly, his heart sing
ing. The color suddenly ran up hot
and vivid in the girls cheeks. Stand
ing over her he put out his hand. But
she slipped her own hands behind
| her.
"Good evening, Mr.. Lee" said Ju-
dith brightly. Really. you have
taken your time in making your first
call. Won't you sit DOWN.
mo-" said Bud Lee gravely. "Tll
take mine standing, pleased"
Like a man to be shot &C dawn"
cried Judith. "Dear me, Mr.. Lee, that
sounds so tragic. What pray. are you
taking?"
"A new job," said Lee. I've come
to tell you that just being horse fore
man doesn't suit me any longer. What
you need and need right away Is a
! general manager. That's what want
to be, your general manager, Judith.
| For life!''
Judith laughed softly. happily. Her
! hands flew out to him ike two little
homing birds, and she followed them
| home.
| you'll find your work cut out for
/ you, Mr.. Lee" she told him.
"It's the kind of work want. !"
answered Bud Lee.
Then suddenly her arms went about
/! his neck and tears sprang into her
/ eyes and she set her lips to the cut
he had sought to cover with his hair,
and took his sore, swathed hand ten
Derby into her own two hands, laying
it against her cheek.
Carson telephoned me-" she whis-
pered, her lips trembling all Of sud-
| den. HE told me how Trevors
fought and how you fought And
he was half crying over the telephone,
he was so proud Of you. And / am
proud of you'll And-oh Bud Lee, Bud
Lee, i love you so!'
From without came the sound Of the
Blue La Re boys returning, Carson at
their held. Riding close together they
were singing, their voices floating
through the night in an old cowboy
song. Mrs. Simpson heard and ran
| out into the courtyard to listen. Mar
| cha and Pollock Hampton, lost to all
| save each other in the shadows far
/ down the veranda, listened, and Mar
cia clapped her hands. The voices
were to be heard from afar, the strong
voices of a score Of men. The strange
/ thing is that neither Judith nor Bud
Lee heard; that neither had the vagu-
i est consciousness just then that there
we're in all the world any other NOR.
/ tails than-Judith and Bud Lee.
THE END