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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, April 27, 1917, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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A TWILIGHT PROPOSAL
By Virginai Lee
(Copyright,- 1917, W. G. Chapman.)
Was ever a fair young girl in the
radiant bloom of -youth, innocent,
trustful, with a cherished, glowing
ideal at soul so blessed as Madge Wil
lis! And amid it all she was waiting
for a present no gewgaw ornament
or passing token or remembrance,
but a royal lifetime gift a husband.
She stood in the doorway of the
cabin set just back from the river on
the Texan border. Her father, sturdy
old Reuben Willis,, had been a land
speculator in the district for over 20
years. As the saying went, he had
made his pile and was about to re
turn to his former home in the north.
Madge expected his return from Pax
ton, where he had gone to close up
some business affairs. He was to
bring Walter Rayburn back with him.
"I won't bring you a stick-pin or
a new hat, Jewel," her father had
said. "The present I'm going to give
yotris Walter Rayburn. Glad? So
is he, and he's going north with us
and we'll be happy all the way
round."
For, although Madge and Walter
had been engaged for over two years,
Mr. Willis had insisted that time must
develop the worthiness and stead
fastness of the ardent lover. Only
twice a year had Walter come down
to the old ranch on the Rio Grande.
And now there was to be a quiet wed
ding at the little town of Pittsville, 10
miles away, and a flight to a less iso
lated spot in the state, where Madge
had been born.
"It's like the opening of some
beautiful dream!" murmured Madge
as she stood in the doorway of the
rude but comfortable old cabin, gaz
ing at the reddening sunset. "I'm
glad we are going to leave, for the
Mexican raids are coming closer and
more frequent."
She went into the house to glance I
at the clock. According to all calcu-
lations, her father and Walter must
soon put in an appearance. A clatter
outside of horses' hoofs and strange
voices sent a sharp thrill through her
frame. Madge went to the door. It
was to shrink back in sudden terror.
Ten men on horseback had driven
up and now surrounded the house.
Two other drove a light wagon. At a
glance Madge recognized them as
Mexicans. She noted, too, their
semi-military garb.
She had acquired a very fair smat
tering of the Spanish language and
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Recognized Them as Mexicans.
only a few overheard sentences were
necessary to apprize Madge of the
fact that the long-dreaded raid was-a
reality.
The leader of the group was a
handsome, -courtly young fellow. He
gave sharp, definite orders All the
men except two" deployed, surround
ing the building. The leader ad
vanced and swept his hat to the
ground in a respectful bow.
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