The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1933-06-16

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he's missed me- Does he know I'm
hurt"
"Yes, the papers carried the story.
I've wired him on the train to save
his tears until our wedding day."
"Are we engaged, Jimmy? | can't
| remember chat you've ever asked me
to marry you"
"Oh, didn't /, sweetheart?"
"Never"
He rubbed his tanned chin and his
lazy eyes roved over her whimsically.
81 suppose / was afraid : might speak
| out of my turn, but of course when
you came stampeding into that corral
| yesterday and broke the glad news to
l me, I couldn't, as a man of honor, pre-
tend l didn't understand you. So l
| rather took it for granted"
He bent low over her and swept
| he1 cheeks with his eager lips. "Still
| interested in those hummer lambs.
| boll-weevil and irrigation, brown
babies and cholo men and women.
heat, dust and purple lights on the
| buttes at dawL and sunset, darling?"
| She nodded. Il can be a good part
ner Jimmy. / never had any respon-
sibilities-and now l want so badly
to share yours-always. How are
| your wounded mem"
taking an interest in life. / sent
them over quart of thirty-year-old
] Bourbon whisky friend gave me re-
| Gently. Mrs. Candy is still weeping
with joy over our engagement, and
Robbie is jealous as collie dog. He
has an idea that when we're married
he'll have to leave the ranch"
| 81 wouldn't even have a ground
squirrel leave that ranch, Jimmy"
"Then wen keep Robbie and his
ma on the payroll"
"Does Uncle Bill know of our en-
gagementf"
Don Jaime produced the telegram
and read
81 never figured on you taking over
my principal responsibility but now
that you insist OF ling reckless take
tip from one who knSws stop Do not
spoil her stop did that long ago
stop You are as welcome in our fam
| lily as the silence that follows a con-
| gressional Grafton
"Sheepishly yours
UNCLE BILL"
"Why does he sign himself sheep
ishly yours Jimmy dear?
"Some far-fetched allusion to the
sheep that brought you here, Bobby.
Just some of his gringo humor, I
imagine"
II see." She was silent, turning his
brown, strong, useful hands, counting
the calluses on them. Hands that had
known toll and would always know 1t.
the hands that build empires. hands
that, when folded at last in the peace
that would mean their parting, would
be kissed by lowly people and sprin-
killed. with their tears
at will be forever and ever, JIM
N.Y." she whispered, "and I'm so happy
land grateful"
1.-THE Higuenes men keep their
women" he assured her gravely.
She thought of Glenn Hackett.
| IOOT ucdT, BIC muT LuuT0O dDS0QLIy.
He never had chance" Don Jaime
assured her, with a flash of that
precedence, that clairvoyancy, that
would always make him. for Roberta,
a new, puzzling. yet wholly under
standable human being and a Joy for
ever. Yes, he would be the same al
ways, yet always new. always chal-
longing her interest, always holding
it. OF him (the girl thought) It might
be said that age could not wither nor
custom stale his infinite variety.
"Pll get my guitar and sing you
little Spanish love song my grand
mother taught me-" he suggested. Its
very old 1t came into Peru with
Pizarro and worked north. Oh. by the
way, 1 forgot somethingl Let's get
this on record officially. Miss Antrim.
will you do me the great honor to
marry me-"
"You outrageous Celt," she laughed
you're the last of the troubadours
OF course / will"
THE ENID
Important Fisheries