Red Lodge daily news combined with Carbon County news., 1934-04-25

where her children were disappear
ing in the distance. The tall man
looked back at Sonya. and his eyes
spoke-like Two Fingers had.
Blinded by tears, the girl climbed
back to her saddle. She had for
gotten Rodney Blake entirely. 1t
was not until they were well out on
the deserts floor that she remem-
bered him.
Rod" she said then. "do you see
now why l cannot leave them?
There is so much to do for them.
They need me sol"
YES" he said coldly. II see."
There was something in his tone
which caused the conversation to
languish. and they rode for miles
through the early day without
speech. Then Sonya stirred in her
saddle and looked at Blake.
did you say you are leaving the
day after tomorrow, Rod?" she
asked.
81 did, but l might as well have
kept the information, for all the i'm
preston 1t made"
"Oh, no, dear. I'm just $3.50
full of troubles, you know. I didn't
mean to seem careless. You know
l didn't"
81 wish to heaven I did, Sonya !"
the nan said passionately. "Well,
remember the rest of the things |
said-particularly that no man Or
anything shall get you from me,
that / mean to have you for my
own II It's the last thing I ever
do in life. Just remember that, my
girl"
A flush came into Sonya's face.
II suppose / should be f1attered,"
she said sharply, "but / am not.
There is something about this at
titude of yours. Rod. that angers
me-a seeming Of command that
goes down hard with me. Ones
life Is his own, marriage or no mar
riage, to a certain extent, you
know. I'm not the type of woman
who can be completely absorbed"
Forgive me-" Blake said quickly.
Perhaps / do seem dictatorial, but
my excuse must be that ancient
n which covers a multitude of
sins-great love-"
81 wonder" said Sonya.
They rode together into the
ranch yard, and for the next thirty
six hours she devoted herself as
much as possible to this man who
doomed so large on the horizon of
her life, a little sorry for the rift
between them, searching her heart
for sympathy with his cause, won
dering If she had been careless of
his comfort or his happiness. But,
search as she would, the face of Lit
tie Moon came before his, the eyes
Of Two Fingers drifted across his
eyes, the soft cultural blurred his
clipped speech in her ears.
Sonya made a hurried trip next
day to Chez wash and found the
woman much better.
$50" she told her happily,
smoothing the gaunt young cheek,
I'VE make the good fight together.
All Is well, little mother"
And Two Fingers smiled his slow
smile, and the young doctor rode
away.
Sonya spent that last evening In
the patio with Rodney Blake, alone
under the stars, swinging In the
fringed hammock, her hand between
his palms, his low voice In her ears,
speaking Of the future. Serge and
Lila, sensing the strain between
them, had retired early. And Sonya
put her arms about Rods neck,
kissed him, and took his kisses,
and felt happy.
1t was late when they separated
In the living room, tiptoeing In like
a pair Of slxteen-year-olds, laugh
ing In whispers, and early when
they all gathered again for break
fast. 1t was quite a drive down
to the little town where Rod would
take the train for New York, and
Sonya, who was driving him, want.
ed an early start.
The last moments on a station
platform r always filed with
strange emotions, forebodings, an6
vague fears tinged with the sad
ness of parting, and Sonya was gen,
timely close to tears as she
watched the handsome Rod about
his ticket-buying, his trunk-check
ing. For one panicky second she
wished she were going with him
a marriage certificate In her bag
Then she shook herself Indignantly
ran with him down the platform
beside the slowing train, kissed hin
fervently, watched him go away
across the desert.
There was a little mist In hel
dark eyes, but she "a surprised
and a bit dismayed at the odd feel
ing Of llghtness, Of freedom, which
came over her.
migrate |" she told herself, "yor
don't deserve a good mans love.
begin to suspect you're a spinstel
elk, selfish and lazy, and due t.
take on fat In wads some day al
punishment"