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OCTOBER 3, 1919
By ROBERT J. C. STEAD
"Kitchener, and Other
Illustrations by IRWIN MYERS
Copyright by Harper A Brothers
jie shadows of the spruce trees
northeastward, pointing long, cool
jjgers across belts of undulating
jfllrie or leaning lazily against the
jp)Wa foothills. And - among the
8 it was cool and green', and clear
61ne water rippled over beds of shin
The house was of round, straight
logs; the shingles of the squat roof
were cupped' and blistered with the
3 of many summers. Refuse loi
tered about the open door: many
empty tins, a leaky barrel with miss
ing hoops, boxes, harness, tangled bits,
of "wire. Once there had been a fence,
a sort of picket fence of little sap
linffs. hut wild broncos had kicked it
to pieces and range steers had strag
gled nnscarred across its scattered
Forward, and to the left, was a
small corral, mill slabs on end or
fences of lodgepole pine; a corner
somewhat covered in, offering vague
protection from the weather. The up
per poles were worn thin with the
cril'Oins: of many horses.
The desertion seemed absolute; the
silence? was the silence of the unspo
ken places. But suddenly it was bro
ken by a stamping in the covered part
of the corral, and a man's voice say
ing: "Hip. there! Whoa, you cayuse!
Get under your saddle! Sleepin
asainst a post all day, you Sloppy
eye. Hip! Come to it!"
Horse and rider dashed into the
sunlight. The boy for he was no
more than a boy sat the beast as
though born to it, his lithe frame tak
ing every motion of his mount as
softly as a good boat rides the sea.
With a yell at his horse he snatched
the hat from his head, turning to the
sun a smooth brown face and a matrf
of dark hair, and slapped the horse
across the flank with his crumpled
headgear.. The animal sprang into
The Animal Sprang Into the Air, Then
Dashed at a Gallop Down the Road
the air, then dashed at a gallop down
the roadway, bearing the boy as un
concerned as a flower on its stem.
Suddenly he brought his horse to a
stop, swung about, and rode Back at
a gentle canter. A few yards from
the house he again spurred him to a
gallop, and, leaning far down by the
animal's side deftly picked a bottle
from among the grass. Then he circied
about, repeating this operation as
often as his eye fell on a bottle, until
he had half a dozen; then down the
road again, carefully setting a bottle
on each post of the fence that skirted
it to the right.
Again he came back to the house,
but when he turned his eye was on
the row of posts and his right hand
lay on the grip of his revolver. Again
his sharp yell broke the silence and
the horse dashed forward as though
shot from a gun. Down the road they
went until within a rod of the first
bottle; then there was a flash in the
sunlight and to the clatter of the
horse's hoofs came the crack-crack
of the revolver. Two bottles shivered
to fragments, but four remained in
tact, and the boy rode back, muttering
nd disappointed. He reasoned with
his horse as he rode:
'"Tain't no use, you ol Slop-eye;
a fellow can't get the bead if he ain't
8t tha fillin' cooked meals an' de
cent chuck. I could plug 'em six out
o' six you know that, you ol' flop--ars.
Don't you argue about it, nei-
When I'm right inside my belt
1 smash 'em six out o' six, but I ain't
fight, an' you know it. You don't
know nothin' about it. You never had
a father; leastways you never had to
k responsible for one. . . . Well.
':0m in' to a finish a d lame
hnish, you know that. You know"
BJt he had reloaded his revolver
and sot up two more bottles. This
e he broke four and was better
j!isp,i with himself. As he rode back
ls soliloquy was broken by a strange
ounri from beyond the belt of trees.
J-ne horse pricked up his ears and
ne hoy turned in the saddle to listen.
. mpin' crickets! What's loose?" he
jacuh.fed He knew every sound of
str f,)0t')i11 country, but this was
sow"6 t0 him' A kind of snort' a
of hiss, mechanical in its regu-
k"ty, startling in its strangeness, It
brSf across the valley with the un
oKen rhythm of a watch tick.
Ynf ' guess lt won't eat us,n he f
w at last- "We11 inst 7X1X1 14
So? perhaPs Poke a hole In lt"
cmL iDe' he cantered along the road,
n tl the ltttle stream, and swim
ine hlH on the farther side.
the road broueht him . tntr. man
w u unii wxt un-vnBna:tnm
ght of the strange visitor.V It was
the first he had seen, but he knew It
at once, for the fame of the automo
bile, then in its single-cylinder stage,
had already spread into the farthest
ranching country. The horse was less
well Informed. He bucked and kicked
in rage and terror. But the boy was
conscious not so much of the horse as
of two bright eyes turned on him in
frank and surprised admiration.
"."What horsemanship tM she ex
claimed.. But the words had scarce
left her lips when they were followed
by a cry ot alarm. For thenar had
taken a sudden turn from the road
and plunged Into a growth of young
poplars that fringed the hillside. It
half slid, half plowed Its way Into a
semi-vertical position among the young
trees. The two V occupants were
thrown . from their seat ; the girl? fell
clear but her father was less fortu
nate. ;; "
In an instant the boy had flung his
self from his horse, dropping the reins
to the ground, and the animal, al
though snorting and shivering, had no
thought of disgracing his trailing by
breaking his parole. With quick, un
gainly strides the hoy brought himself
to the upturned machine. It was cu
rious that: he should appear to such
disadvantage on iiis feet. In the
saddle he was grace personified. "
For a moment he looked somewhat
stupidly upon the wreck. Had it been
a horse or a steer he would have
known the procedure, but this experi
ence was new to his life. Besides
there were strangers here. He had no
fear of strangers when they wore
chaps and colored handkerchiefs, but
a girl in a brown sweater and an
oldish man with a white collar were
creatures to be approached with cau
tion. The oldish man was lying on
the ground, with a leg pinned nmder
the car,' and Brown Sweater raised
his head against her knee and pressed
his cheeks witfa small white fingers,
and looked at the boy with bright
gray eyes and said :
?Aren't you going to do anything?"
That brought him back. "Sure," he
said, springing to her side. "Whada ye
want me to do?"
"I am afraid my leg is broken," said
the man, speaking calmly notwith
standing his pain. "Can you ge the
jack out of the toolbox and raise the
The girl pointed to the box, and in
a moment he had the jack in his
hand. But it was a new tool to him
and he fumbled with it stupidly. The
handle would not fit, and when it did
fit it operated the wrong way.
MOh, let me have it, she cried im
patiently. In a moment she had it" set under
the frame of the car and was plying
the handle up and down with rapid
strokes. The boy looked on,- helpless
and mortified. He was beginning to
realize that there were more things
in the world than riding 'a horse and
shooting bottles. He felt a sudden
desire to be of great service. And
just now he could be of no service
But the foot of the jack began to
sink in the soft earth, and the girl
looked up helplessly.
"It won't lift it," she said. "What
shall we do?"
It was his chance. He was eighteen,
and his wild, open life had given him
muscles of steel. "Here," he said
roughly, "move his leg when I get it
clear." He turned his back to the
machine and crouched down until he
could get his hands under the steel
frame. Then he lifted. The car was
in a somewhat poised position, and he
was able to swing it. up far enough
to release the injured leg.
"Very good, my boy," said the man.
"That was a wonderful lift. The leg
is broken compound. Can you get
some way of moving me to shelter?
I will pay you well."
The last words were unfortunate.
Hospitality in the ranching country is
not bought and sold.
"You can't pay me nothin'," he said
rudely. "But I can bring a light
wagon,- if you can ride in that, and
put you up at the ranch. The old
man's soused," he added, as an after
thought, "but it's better than sleepin'
out. I won't be long."
He was beck, at his horse, and in
a moment they heard the clatter of
hoofs galloping down the hillside.
The girl rested her father's head in
her lap. Tears made her bright eyes
"Don't cry. Reenie," he said gently.
"We are very lucky to be so close to
help. Of course I'll be laid up for a
while, but it will give you a chance
to see ranch life as it really is." He
winced with pain but continued: "I
fancy we .shall find it plain and un
veneeree!. What a horseman! If I
could run an automobile like he does
a horse we should not be here."
"He's strong," she said. "But he's
"The best fields for muscle are often
poor schools for manners," he an
The boy was soon back with a
wason and a stretfher. He avoided
the eyes of his guests, but quickly
and gently enough he placed the in
lured man on the stretcher. "I guess
you'll have to take the feet," he said.
The words were for the girl although
he did not look at her. "I could
hustle him myself but it might hurt
But the injured man interrupted.
"I beg your pardon," he said, "that I
did not introduce my daughter. I am
Doctor Hardy; this is my daughter
"They don't call me mister," said
the hoj. "Misters is scarce in these
woods. My name is Elden Dave
The girl came up with extended
hand. He took it shyly, but it made
him curiously bold. '
"I'm glad to meet you, Mr. Elden,"
"I'm glad to meet you, too," he an
swered. "Misses Is scarcer than mis
ters in this neck o' the woods."
Carefully they lifted the injured
man Into the wagon, and Dave drove
nnoh hnildinsr with an un
wonted caution that must have caused
strange misgivings in the hearts of
his teanu mt ' "
"It ain't much of a place," he said,
as they pulled up at the door. "I
flniQCia WAiV ' 'in n' ctrs VC qrvw n vac
j via van acc. .uuib 4VA vviuocu
neraaaea. wttn a gruv xou see
there's just' dad and me, , and he's
soused most of -the time, and I handle
a - lasso bettern a scrubbin' brush.1
He was already, losing his ' shyness
"Now you take the feet again. Steady t
Look out for that barrel hoop. This
way now." ,
. He, led Into the old ranch house,
kicking the door wider open with his
heel as he passed. A partition from
east to west divided the house, and
another partition from north to sputh
divided the northern half. In the
northeast room they set the stretcher
on the floor.
"Now," said the boy, JJTm goln for
tne aoctor. v it's forty, miles to town,
and it'll likely be mornln' before I'm
back, but ,111 sure burn the trail.
There's grub -in. the house, and you
won't starve that Is if you can cook
(This was evidently for Irene. There
was a note in it that suggested the
girl might have her limitations.) "Dig
into anythln In sight. And I hope
your father's leg won't Trart very
"Oh, IH stand It," said Doctor
Hardy, with some cheerfulness. "We
medical men become accustomed to
suffering- in other people.' You are
very kind. My daughter may remain
in this room, I suppose? There is
no one else?"
"JNo one but the old man," he an
swered. "He's asleep in the" next
room, safe till mornin. I'll be back
by that time. That's my bed," indi
cating a' corner. "Make yourselves at
home." He lounged through the door,
and they heard his spurs clanking
across the hard earth.
The girl's first thought was for hei
father. She removed his boot and
stocking:, and, under afts direction, slit
the leg of his trousers above the in
jury. It was bleeding a little. In the
large room, of the house she found
pail of water, and she bathed the
wound, wiping it with her handker
chief and mingling a tear or two with
the" warm blood that dripped. from it
"You're pod stuff," her father said,
pressing the fingers of her unoccupied
hand. - "Now if you could find a clean
cloth to bandage it "
sne looted aoout tne place some
what hopelessly. Her father read hei
"It seems as though you would be
in charge here for a while, Reenie,"
he said, "so you will save time, by
getting acquainted at once with your
equipment. Look the house over and
see what you have to work with.
"Well, I can commence here." she
answered. "This is Dave's room. 1
suppose I should say Mr. Elden's,
but what was it he said about mis
tering'? It would be splendid if it
were cleaned up," she continued, with
kindling enthusiasm. ' "These bare
logs, bare floors, bare rafters we've
got back to essentials," anyway. And
that's ehis bed." She surveyed a
framework of spruce poles, on which
lay an old straw mattress and some
very gray blankets. "I suppose he
ia very tired when he goes to bed,"
she said, drolly, as though that could
be the only explanation of sleep amid
In the south end of the larger room
stood a fireplace, crudely made of
slabs of native rock. The fires of
many winters had crumbled the rock,
so that it bad fallen in in places and
was no longer employed for Its origi
nal purpose. ,A very rusty and greasy
stove now occupied the space imme
diately in front of the fireplace, the
stovepipe leading Into the ample but
tottering enmmey. .Near the stove
was a bench supporting a tin wash
basin, a wooden pail and certain frag
ments of soap evidently all the equip
ment necessary for the simple ablu
tlons of the Elden household. The
remnant of a grain-bag, with many evi
dences of use and abuse, performed
the functions of a towel, and a broken
piece of looking-glass gave the faintest
intimation that a strain of fundamen
tal relationship links the sexes. By
the western "wall was a table, with nu
merous dishes, and to the wall Itself
had been nailed wooden boxessalmon
and tomato cases now containing an
assortment of culinary supplies. A
partially used sack 'of 'flour and an
other of rolled oats leaned against the
wall, rind a trapdoor in the floor gave
promise of further resources beneath.
There was a window in the east and
another in the west, both open and
unscreened; myriads of flies gave the
only touch of life to the dismal scene.
Irene looked it all oyer, then leaned
against the window sill and laughed.
Her father had brought her west for
holidays, with the promise of changed
surroundings and new experiences, but
he had promised her no such delight
as this. With the Elden kitchen still
photographed In her mind she called up
the picture of her own city home1 the
order; the precision; the fixedness;
the flatness and emptiness and
formality of it all; and she turned
again to the JSlden kitchen and laughed
x-a soft, rippliag, -irrepressible laugh,
as Irrepressible as the laughter of the
mountain stream amid tho evergreens.
Then she looked again from the open
window, this time with eyes that saw
the vista of valley and woodland and
foothill that stretched down into the
opening prairie. Suddenly she realized
that she was looking down upon a pic
ture one of nature's obscure master
pieces painted in brown and green
and saffron against an opal canvas. It
was beautiful, not with the solemnity
of the great' mountains, nor the sol
emnity of the great plains, but with
that nearer, more intimate relationship
which is the peculiar property of the
foothill country. The girl drew a
great breath of the pure air and was
about to dream a hew daydream when
the voice of her father brought her to
"Can't you find anything that will do
for a bandage?" he asked.
"Oh, yon dear Daddykins!" she re-,
plied, her voice tremulous with self
reproach. "I had forgotten There
was a spell, or something ; it just came
down upon me In the window. The
bandage?- Dear, nol . The only cloth I
see ls the kitchen towel, and r can't
recommend it. But what a goose I
ami Our grips are in the car, or un
der It, or somewhere, m he back in
a jiffy." And she was off at a sharp
trot down the trail along which she
had so recently come in Dave Elden's.
INDEPENDENT; ELIZABETH, CITY, M. C
The grips, were duly found, and Irene
congratulated herself that she and her
father were in the habit of traveling,
with equipment for overnight. Arrived
at the'" house, v she deftly '. wrapped a
bandage about her father's injury and
set to work at the preparation of sup
per '-a. task not strange to her, as her
mother considered it correct that her.
daughter should have a working knowl
edge of kitchen affairs.
Once during the evening she took a'
glance into the other room. It was
even less inviting than Dave's, with
walls bare of any adornment save dirty
garments that hung from nails driven
in the logs. On the rude bed lay an
old man. She could see only a part of
his face a gray mustache drooping
over an open mouth, and a florid cheek
turned to the glow of the setting sun.
On a chair beside the bed sat a bottle
and the room reeked with the smell of
breath charged with alcohol. She
gentry closed the door and busied her
self through the long evening with re
forms in the kitchen and with little
ministrations designed to relieve the
'sufferings of her father. , .
The sun sank behind the Rockies
and a darkness, soft and mystical and
silent, stole up the valley, hushing even
the noiseless day. The girl stood
The Girl Stood Framed in the Open
Window, and the Moonlight Painted
Her Face to the Purest Ivory.
framed in the open window and the
moonlight painted her face to the pur
est ivory and toyed with the rich
brown fastness of her hair and gleamed
from a single ornament at her throat.
She was under a spell. She was in a
new world, : where were , manhood, and
silence, and the realities of being, and
moonlight, and great gulfs of shadow
between the hills, and large, friendly
stars, and soft breezes pushing this
way and that without definite dlrec-
tiom, and strange, quiet noises from
out of the depths, and the incense of
the evergreens, and a young horseman
galloping Into the night And conven
tions had been swept away, and it was
correct to live, and to live !
. '..The first flush of dawn was mellow
ing the eastern sky when the girl was
awakened from uneasy sleep by sounds
in the yard In - front of the ranch
house. The stars were still shining bright
ly through the cold air. In the faint
light she could distinguish a team and
wagon and men unhitching.' She ap
proached and, in a voice that sounded
strangely distant in the vastness of the
calm night, called:
"Is that you,Tave?"
Ami in a moment she wondered how
she had -5a red call him Dave. But she
soon bad other cause for wonder, for
the boy replied from near beside her,
in that tone of friendly confidence
which springs so spontaneously in the
"Yes, R,eenie, and the doctor, too.
We'll have Mr. Hardy fixed up in no
time. How did he stand then!ght7
How dared he call her Reenie? A
flush of resentment rose in her breast,
only to be submerged In the sudden re
membrance that she had first called
him Dave. That surely gave him the
right to address her as he had done.
Then she remembered she was in the
ranch country, in the foothills, where
the conventions the conventions she
hated had not yet become rooted, and
where the souls of men and women
stood bare in the clear light of frank
acceptance of the fact. It would be
idle dangerous to trifle with this boy
by any attempt at concealment or de
ception. She could see his form now as he led
the horses toward the corral. How
straight he was, and how bravely hla
footsteps fell on the hard earth !
"He's a wonderful boyftsaid the doc
tor, of whose presence sue had been
unconscious. "Cat's eyes. Full gallop
through the dark; side-hllls, mountain
streams, up and down; breakneck.
Well, here we are." The doctor
breathed deeply, as though this last
fact was one to occasion, some won
derment. "Your brother tells me you
have an injured man here. Accident.
Stranger, I believe? Well, shall we go
Brother ! But why should she explain?
Dave hadn't bothered. Why hadn't he?
He had told about the stranger. Why
had he not told about both strangers?
Why had he Ignored her altogether?
This time came another flush, born of
that keen womanly intuition which un
With a commonplace she led the doc
tor into ,the house and to the bedside
of her father. When the operation
was completed the girl turned her at
tention to the kitchen, where she
found Dave, sweating in vicarious suf
fering. He had helped to draw the
limb into place and it had been his
first close contact, with human pain.
It was different from branding calves
and he had slipped out of the room as
soon as possible. The morning sun
was now pouring through the window
and the distraught ook on the boy s
face touched her even more than the
frankness of the words spoken in the
darkness. She suddenly remembered
that he had been up all night for her.
She would not deceive herself with the
thought that it was for her father's
sake Dave had galloped to town, found
a doctor, secured a fresh team and
driven back along the little-used f jot
hlll trails. No doubt Dave would have
done it all for her "father, had her fa
ther been there alone, but as things
were she had a deep conviction that
he had -done it for -ner. - And -it, was
with a greater effort 'than'seemed rea
sonable that he laid her fingers on his
arm and said: .
' "Thank you, Dave." -' . ,
"What for?" he asked, and she could
not doubt the genuineness of his ques
tion. . . . -I . ..--v.:-' : ,
"Why, for bringing the doctor, and
all that. " I aca sure I can't father
won't be able to" ' '
"Oh, shucks I" he interrupted, with a
manner which, on the previous after
noon, she would have called rudeness4
"That's nothin. But,-say, I brought
home some grub. The chuck here was
pretty tame. Guess you found that
out last night." He looked, about the
room and she knew that he was taking
note "6t her house-cleaning, but he
made no remark on the subject. :
"Well, let's get breakfast," she sal4
after a moment's pause and for lack
of other conversation. "You must be
hungry." .'"'. 4.
Dave's purchases had been liberal.
They included fresh meat and vegeta
bles, canned goods, ' coffee, rice and
raisips. He laid the last three1 items
on the table with a great disVemblirig
of indifference, for he was immensely
rrond'of them. Thev were nnwonted
i' items on the Elden bill of fare; he had.
bought them especially fpr hers But
she busied n&tgii at the; nreaKtast
without a thought of the epochmark
ing nature of these purchasesvv'.
The doctor, who ha& beeylre'stlng in
tho room with his patlentntered the
kitchen. During the setting'of the limb
he had gradually become aware of the
position of Irene In the household:
but had that not been so, one glance
at the boy and girl as they now stood
in the bright morning sunshine, he
with his ' big, wiry frame, his brown
face, his dark eyes, his black hair, she,
round and knit and smooth, with the
pink shining through her fair skin and
the light of youth dancing in her gray
eyes and the light of day glancing on
her brown hair, must have told him
they had sprung from widelyseparat
ed stock. For one perilous moment he
was about to apologize for the mistake
mjide in the darkness, but some wise
instinct closed his lips. But he won
dered why she had not corrected him.
They were, seated at breakfast when
the senior Elden made his appearance.
He had slept off his debauch and was
as sober as a man in the . throes of al
coholic appetite may be. Seeing the
strangers, he hesitated- in his lurch, to
ward the water pail; steadied himself
on wide-spread feet, very flat on the
floor, and waved his right hand slowly
in the air. Whether this was to be un
derstood as a form of salutation or a
gesture of defiance was a matter of In
terpretation. - - ..
"VIshitors," said the o old t man, at
length. "Alw-aysh welcome, -'m sure..
Sh-scush me." He made his uncertain
way to the water-bench, took'. a, great
drink and set about washing; his. face
and hands, while the breakfast pro
ceeded tn silence. As his preparations
neared completion Irene Set a place at
the table. a - ' ., .
"Won't you sit down nere, Mr. El
den?" she said. - - .""'" -
There had been no Introductions.
Dave ate on in silence: - " .
"Thank you," saidthe old man and )
there was something hi hls.yoice which
may have been emotion or may have
been the huskiness of the heavy drink
er's throat. The girl -gave it $he for
mer explanation.? As he took the prof
fered chair she 'saw in . this oldman
shreds of dignity which the less refmed
eye of his son had not distinguished.
To Dave his father was an affliction to
be borne ; an unfair load laid on a boy
who had done nothing to deserve this
punishmentl The miseries associated
with his parentage had gone far to
make him. spur and moody." Irene at
first had thought him rude and gloomy ;
flashes of humor had modified that
opinion, but she had not yet learned
that hhb disposition was naturally a
buoyaox one, weighed down by an en
vironment which had made it soggy
and unresponsive. In years to come
she was to know what unguessed
depths of character were to be re
vealed when that stoic nature, was
cross-sectioned by the blade of a keen
and defiant passion.
Mr. Elden promptly engaged the doc
tor in conversation, and in a few mo-
ments had gleaned the main facts in
connection with the accident and the,;
father and daughter which It had
brought so momentarily under his
roof. He was quite sober now and his
speech, although slovenly, was not In
delicate. He was still able to pay to
woman that respect which curbs :Jthe
coarseness of a tongue ror years jsud
jected to little discipline. .
After breakfast Irene attended to
the wants of her father, and by this
time the visiting doctor was manifest
ing Impatience to be away. ,-But Dave
declared with prompt finality that the
horses must -rest until after noon, and
the doctor, willy-nilly, spent the morn
ing rambling in the foothills. Mean
while the girl busied herself with work
about the house, in which she was ef
fecting a rapid transformation.
After the midday dinner Dave har-'
nessed the team for the journey te
town, but before leaving inquired of
Irene if there were any special pur
chases, either personal or for the use
of the house, which she would recom
mend. . With some diffidence she men
tioned one that was uppermost in her
thoughts soap, both laundry and toi
let. Doctor Hardy had no hesitation
in calling for a box of his favorite
cigars and some new magazines, and
took occasion to press into the boy's
hand a bill out of all proportion to the
value of the supplies requested.
The day was introductory to others
that were to follow. Dave returnea
the next afternoon, riding his, own
horse 'and heavily laden with cigars
magazines and soap..
The following day it was decided ;
thnf- th flnrnmnhile. which since the
accident had laid upturned by the road
way, should be brought to the ratfeh
buildings. Dave harnessed his "fiam
and, instead of riding one of the hrses,
OTniireri hPhlnd. driving bv thereins.
and accompanied by the girl,' who; had
proclaimed her ability to steerthe, car.
With tjie aid of the team and Dave's
lariat the car was soon righted and was
found to be none the worse for its de
flection from the beatentrack. .'Irene
presided at the-Bteerlnjtwheel,watch-
v&. ..". -Vnv-K ..:- .
te,. road with greaflntentness and
tg the wneei too iar on eacn oc-
fon, which gave to her course a
tewhat wavy or undulating order,
such as is found In' bread-knives ; . or
: perhaps a better figure 'fwould be to
compare it to that rplllngV motion af
fected by fancy skaters. . However, the
mean ;: . of her direction corresponded
with the mean of the trail and all went
merrUy v untlli the stream ; was ap-proached,-
Tjere - was a rather steep,
descent andyihe car showed a sudden
purpose tofengage the horses In' a con
test of speed. She determined te use
the f oot4rake, a 'feat wlflch was ac
complished, under normal conditions,
by pressing one: foot -firmly against a
cohtragtion .'somewhere beneath the
steeiicg-post, She shot a quick glance
downward and, , to her alarm, discov
ered not one; but three, contraptions,
all Apparently designed to receive the
pressure of a' foot if one could reach
tnen and as similar as the steps of a
stair. This involved a further hesita
''tionand in automobiling he who hesi
tates Invites a series of. rapid experiences.-:
It was. quite evident that the
car was running away. It was quite
evident that the horses were running
away, too. ; The situation as
sumed the qualities of a race, and
the only matter ef grave doubt related
.to Its termination.
Then they struck the water. It was
not more than two feet deep, but the
extra resistance it caused and the ex
tra alarm it excited in the horses re
sulted in breaking the lariat. Dave
clung fast to his team and they were
soon brought to a Standstill. Having
pacified them, he tied them to a post
and returned to the stream. The car
sat in the middle ; the girl had put her
feet on the seat beside her, and the
swift water flowed by a few inches be
low. She was .laughing merrily when
Dave, -very wet in parts, appeared on
the bank. v : '
"Well, J'rpnot wet, except for a lit
tle -.splashing," she said, "and you are.
Does anything occur to you?"
.. Without reply he walked stolidly in
to the. cold water, took her in his 'arms
and , carried; her . ashore. The lariat
was. soon repaired and the car hauled
;to theranch buildings without further
;. Later in the day he said to her: "Can
yo'u ride?". ;
;'SoBie," she answered. "I have rid
den ,cit5". horses, but don't know about
these ranch animals. But I would like
to try if I had a saddl?."
"I have an extra saddle," he said,
'But it's a -man's.-.'. . They all ride
that way here."
. She made no answer and the subject
was dropped for the time. But the
next morning she saw Dave ride away,
Without Reply He Walked Stolidly
Into the Geld Water, Took Her in
His Arms and Carried Her Ashore.
leading a horse by his side. He did
not return until evening, but when he
came the idle horse carried a saddle.
" "It's a strad-legger," he said when he
drew up beside Irene, "but it's a girl's.
.1 couldn't find anythln' else in the whole
"Pm sure it will do splendidly if I
can just stick on," she replied. But
another problem was already iri ' her
mind. It apparently had not occurred
to Dave that women require special
clothing for riding, especially if ite a
'strad-legger." She opened her lips to
.mention this, then closed them again.
He had been to enough trouble on her
account. He had already spent a whole
day scouring the country for a saddle.
She would manage some way.
Late that night she was busy with
scissors and needle.
(TO BE CONTINUED NEXT WEEK)
Can you tell a man's
age by the glasses
A divided lense In a pair of
glasses means that there are
two lenses; one for near ob
jects, one for those far away.
A man generally needs these
bifocals at forty-five years of
If you wear bifocals of the old
style, split lense, your friends
know your age without guess
ing. Why' not wear a bifocal,
that isn't split, that does not
have the line? Science has
developed the "ground in"
lense. Both far and near' ne
cessity is supplied on the one
piece of glass, ground without
the line, that shows your aje.
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The Eyes of Youth
The school-child should not be
handicapped by poor vision.
Defective eyesight is often the
capse of backwardness I n the
school. .- .
Ab examination will determine
' whether or not glasses are need-
"' ed. :'"
J. W. SELIQ
521 Mlaa Street
Dr. Wm. Parker
317 Hinton Building
Elizabeth City, N. C
,. Aug. 8 13t
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These goods are bottled the
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the exception of the alcohol.'
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Saturday afternoons. Leave
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