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LAUKENS, S. Ct June 8, 1904.
The Episcopal College.
Tbe committee in charge of the es
tablishment of the proposed Episcopal
school for girls consists of Dr. S. M.
Orr, Dr. K, S. Joynes Mr. T. W. Bacot
and Revs. T. W, Cllft, H. J. Mikell,
T. T. Walsh and J. M. Magruder. Mr.
Walsh of Orangoburg, is the Secre
tary of tho committoe and Bishop
Capers is tho Chairman.
The committee will meet in a few days
and Immediately afterwards tho plans
will be announced. It is only known
now that the school will be established
and it will be Impossible to tell
what will b3 asked of communities
seeking the location of tho school.
For tho present thoro Is nothing for
tho loca1 committee of Laurens busi
ness men to do. Meanwhile it remains
curtain that a hearty and united effort
on the part of the people of Laurens is
likely to result In obtaining tbe school
for this city. It will be quite possible
a little later for the committee to learn
definitely what is expected. In tho
opinion of Thk ADVRRTISSR'the city of
Anderson will be the strongest com
petitor that Laurens will have and
over Anderson Laurens has cortain
marked advantages which it may be as
well not todlvulgoat this time. Oar
advice is that tho Laurens committeo
for the present await developments,
tt U hardly nesossary to say that any
city entering tho competition must
tako some risk. II "rever, no com
munity can expect to gain anything of
great advantage without risk. The
spirit of the town should be to make an
honest effort to succeed in utilizing
any aud all good opportunities
that offer. We conlidently believe
that this propised college offers to
Liurens an uncommon opportunity.
The Slate House Again.
Mr. C. C. Wilson, one of the most re
liable men and architects in South
Carolina, has examined the s'ate house
at tho requestor tho legislative com
mittee and his roport of the inferiority
in its construction is oven more alarm,
ing than that mado by the stato house
commission some months ago. Mr. Wil
son expresses the hope that his figures
will prove incorrect after further and
more detailed investigation. He finds
that the dome of the stite houso Is in
securely supported and If his calcula
tions are accurate the building is in
actual danger of partial collapse. It is
stated that tho governor will at once em
ploy another architect and engineer of
established reputation to enter upon a
more thorough examination. It begins
to appear that our completed state
houso is far from a success and this we
nay without attempting to place the
blame. Tho irretrievable error was
mado whtn a general assembly per
mitted Itself to bo convinced that tho
state houso could bo finished for a sum
of money absurdly small as relatod to
that contemplated in the original de
signs. The slato of South Carolina has
lost untold thousinds of dollars within
the last 15 years by listening to the
preachings of men incapable of other
than cheap iduas. The gospel of shoddy
has been exemplified in tho personali
ties of a number of men chosen for
public ofllci and the s'.ate has volun
tarily accepted as its leaders email
minds and stingy hearts. Whenever we
return lo the good old tlme3 of choos
ing men less facile in the pleasant art
of shaking hand) and "throwing bou
quets" wo m \y hope for improvement
and real economy.
For the legislature.
The Advertiser is especially glad
to scj that the opportunity is offered
tho voters of Laurens to select a first
rate delegation to the general assem
bly. Laurens should have men In the
senato and hou-o who will "count"?
who will have the ear of othors when
thoy speak on the lloor or in the com
mitteo room aud whoso judgment will
he regarded. Wo are not saying that
a legislator must bo an orator. On the
contrary It frequently happens that the
most successful law-makers are men
who arc indifferent talkers and some
of tho most influential members rarely
?delivor speeches. If a man is to be
sent to tho general assembly as a ro
prosontative of tho farming people, tho
farmers ought to do themselves tho
justice to be sure that he knows some
thing about farming. It ha9 sometimes
happened that the farmers have
elected as farmer candid itos men
whose whole lives had boon disgraceful
failures and who were export only as
complalners at results due to general
incompotenoy and "trilliogness."
When a newspaper man was elected
?governor of this state a few years ago
we aro glad that one who had worked
hard at the trade and made a success of
st country newspaper was chosen and
wo are glad that he was a newspaper
man who could buy a ton of white pa
per In Richmond without having to or
der It sent "C. O. D." It 1? a good
thing for the state of Sou'h Oarolina
that the present rice-farming governor
is a real farmer, one who knows his
business and atten Is to it. With men
who are competent In looking after
their own affairs, there is always a
ohance that public affairs will be In
telligently handled. There are strong
men running for the legislature In
Laurens. The gentleman who is run
ning for the state senate has already
had a successful career in legislation.
There are Important statutes on the
books now that have the stamp of his
able handiwork and Laurens may be
eure that in him the county will be
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Col. James A. Hojt who recently
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men whoso heart and hands wcro u' ver
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triumph of the right and good, he
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his reward- Ho Is mourned in I.aureus
by gallant old comrades who recall his
courage and bis coolness and ?ffloienoy
as a soldier of the Confederate cause
Ho will bo mourned everywhere in the
State and at all times when a wise coun
sellor is neoded.
Dr. Frank G. Fuller,
lu the death of Dr.F.G. Fuller Laurons
County lost a high type of the planter
and citizen. He wa? r. modest man. He
raroly sought a piace in the publio
eyo, he was not a politician In tho "of
fico-8eeking'' sense but ho was a man
who with remarkable consistency and
oxactuess mousurod to the require
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sense of justice as high as was that
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the state wou'd soon become
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This may appear exaggerated language
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Dr. Fuller illustrated that quality of
loft.v business integrity on which sue
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rest and do rest. His word was literally
as good as his b md, as any who knew
him will testify, and as everybody
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that could bo offered io this county.
Ho was a Christian man, a in >ral man
and a vigorous man and ho has left to
his family a record of which thoy aro
and ought to be proud.
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66e SKY PILOT
*By *RAlLVH COJVJVO'R
"Tho Man From Gleng&rry"
"Glengarry School D.\y.r" mhI "Bl&ck Rock'
Copyright. 18!>9. by FLEMING H. REVELL COMPANY
ovtk.n'b first prayers.
|T was with hesitation, almost
with fear, that . began with
Owen, Bui even bud 1 been
ublo to foresee the endless
series of oxusperutlons tbrougli which
she wns destined to conduct me, still
would I unvo undortuken my task.
For the child, with all her willfulness,
her tempers und her pride, mado me,
?s she did nil others, lier willing slave.
IJcr lessons went on, brilliantly or
not at nil, according to her ,veet will.
She learned io read with extraordinary
rapidity, tor she was eager to know
more of that great world of which the
Duke had told her such thrilling tales.
Writing sho abhorred. Sho had no
one to write to. Why should she
cramp her fingers over these crooked
little marks'.' Hut she mastered with
hardl} a struggle tho mysteries of fig
ures, for she would have to sell her
cattle, and "dad doesn't know when
they are cheating." Hor ideas of edu
cation were purely utilitarian, and
what did not appear Immediately use
ful she refused to li'lllo with. And so
all through the following long winter
She vexed my righteous soul with her
willfulness and pride. An appeal to
her father was idle. She would wfnd
her lo-ig, thin arms nhout his neck
and let her wax ing red hair float over
hhn until the old man was quite help
less to exert authority. The Duke
could do most with her. To please
him she would struggle with her crook
ed letters for an hour at a time, hut
even his Influence ami authority had
"Must I?" she said one day In an
swer to a demand of his for more
faithful study; "must IV" And,
throwing up hor proud little bond and
shaking hack with n trick she hart
her streaming rod hair, she looked
straight at him from her blue gray
eyes and asked the monosyllabic ques
tion. "Why?" And the Duke looked
hack at her with his slight smile for
a few moments and then said In cold,
"I really don't know why," and
turned his back on her. Immediately
she sprang at him, shook him by tho
arm and, quivering with passion, cried:
"You are not to speak to me like that,
and you are not to turn your hack
"What a little princess It is," he said
admiringly, "and what a time she will
give herself some day!" Then he added,
smiling sadly: "Was I rude, Qwoil?
Then I am sorry." Her rage was gone,
and she looked as If she could have
held him by the feet. As It was, too
proud to show her feelings, she just
looked at Iiiin with softening eyes, and
then sat down to the work she had
refused. Tills was after the advent of
the Pilot at Swan Creek, and, as the
Duke rode home with mo that night,
after long musing he said with hesita
tion: "She ought to have some re
ligion, poor child; she will grow up a
perfect little devil. The Pilot might
be of service If you could bring him
up. Women need that sort of thing.
It refines, you know."
"Would she have him?" I asked.
"Question," he replied doubtfully.
"You might suggest It."
Which I did, introducing somewhat
clumsily, I fear, the Duke's name.
"The Duke says be Is to make, mo
good!" she cried. "I won't have him.
I hate him, and you too!" And for
that day she disdained all lessons, and
when the Duke next appeared she
greeted him with the exclamation, "I
"J found iilm in tltc cra U."
won't have your old Pilot, and I don't
want to bo good, and and -you think
he's no good yourself," at which the
Duke opened his eyes.
"How do you know? I never suld
"You laughed at him to dad one
.. "Did I'/" said the Duke gravely.
"Then I hasten to assure you that I
have changed my mind. He is a good,
"HO falls off bis horse," sho said,
"I rather think be slicks on now,"
replied the Duke, repressing a smile.
"Besides," she went on, "he's just a
kid. Bill said so."
"Well, he might bo more ancient,"
Acknowledged the Duke, "hut in that
he Is steadily Improving."
"Anyway." with nn air of finality,
"he Is not to come here."
But he did come, and under hor own
^s^ort, one. threatening August even
"I found him in the creek," she an
nounced with delimit BbnttipfacedneM,
marching In the Pilot half drowned.
"I think I could have crossed," he
Wild apologetically, "for Louis was get
ting on liU feet nguln."
"No, you wouldn't," she protested
"You would have been down lulo the
canyon by uow, and you ought to be
"So I hfalr' be hastened to say, "vory,
Hut," ho added, unwilling to give up
his contention. "I have crossed the
"Kot when ii was in flood/'
YYos; when H was In Hood, higher
"Not where tbe hanks are roekyJ'
"No ol" 1 ? he italed. '
"There, tl e:i; yon would have been
drOWlied hut fa- my lariat I" she cried
To this he doubtfully nafibntcd.
They wer-' mm h alike, In high teni
per, l? enthusiasm, vivid Imagination
and in sensitive feeling. When the
Old Timer en me In Owen trlumplinntly
Introduced (he Pilot as having been
rescued from n watery grave by her
lariat, and again they fought out the
possibilities of drowning and of escape
till Owen almost lost her temper and
was apt leased only by the most pro
fuse expressions of gratitude on the
part of the Pilot for her timely assist
ance. Tho old Timer was perplexed.
He was afraid to offend Owen and
yet unwilling to be cordial to her giu>st.
Tho Pilot was quick to feel this, and,
soon after ten, rose to go. Owen's
disappointment showed in her face.
"Ask him to stay, dad." she said In
a whisper. But tho half hearted Invita
tion noted like a spur and the Pilot was
determined to set off.
'?There's a bad storm coining," she
said, "and, besides," ehe added tri
umphantly, "you enn't cross the Swan."
This settled It, and the most earnest
prayers of tho Old Timer could not
have held him back.
We all went down to Bee him cross,
Gwen leading her pinto. The Swan
was far over Its banks and In tho mid
dle running swift and strong. Louis
snorted, refused and finally plunged.
Bravely he swam tNl tho swift run
ning water struck blm, and over ho
weut on his side, throwing Ids rider
into the water. But the Pilot kept his
head and, holding by the stirrups,
paddled along by Louis' side. When
they wcro half way across Louis saw
that he had no chance of making tho
landing, so, like n sensible horse, he
turned and made for the shore. Hero,
too, the banks were high, and die pony
began to grow discouraged.
"Let him float down farther!" shriek
ed Gwen In anxious excitement, and,
urging her pinto down the bank, she
coaxed the struggling pony down tho
stream till opposite a sbolf of rock
level with tho high water. Then she
throw her lariat, and, catching Louis
about tho neck nnd the horn of his
saddle, she held taut, till, half drown
ed, he scrambled up the bank, drag
ging the Pilot with him.
"Oh, I am so glad!" she said, almost
tearfully. "You see, you couldn't got
The Pilot stuggered to his feet, took
a step toward her and gasped out:
"I can!" and pitched headlong.
?With a little cry she Hew to him and
turned him over on his back. In a
few moments ho rovlvcd, sat up and
looked about stupidly.
"Where's Louis?" ho said, with his
face toward the swollen stream.
"Safe enough," she answered. "But
you muft come in; the rain is Just go
ing to pour."
But the Pilot seemed possessed.
"No; I'm going to cross," ho Bald,
Gwen was greatly distressed.
"But your poor horse," sho said,
cleverly changing her ground. "He is
quite tired out."
Tho Old Timer now joined earnestly
In urging him to stay till the storm
was past. So, with a final look at tho
stream, the Pilot turned toward the
Of course I knew what would hap
pen. Beforo (bo evening was over he
had captured tho household. The mo
ment he appeared with dry things on
he ran to the organ, that had stood for
ten years closed and silent, opened it
nnd began to play. As he played and
sang song after song the Old Timer's
eyes began to glisten under his shaggy
brows. But when he dropped into the
exquisite Irish melody, "Oft In the
Stilly Night," the old man drew a hard
brea(l) and groaned out to me:
"It was her mother's song," and from
that time the Pilot had him fast. It
was easy to pass to the old hymn.
"Nearer, My God, (o Thee," and then
the Piled said simply, "May we have
prayers?" Ho looked at Gwen, but she
gazed blankly at him and then at her
"What does he say, dad?"
It was pitiful to see the old man's
face grow slowly red under tho deep
tan as ho said:
"You may, sir. There's been none
hero for many years, and tho worse for
us." He rose slowly, went Into the In
ner room ami returned with a Bible.
"Ii's her mother's," ho said In a voice
deep with emotion. "I put it In her
tmnk tho day I laid her out yonder un
der the pines." The Pilot, without look
Ing at him. rose ami reverently took the
book In both his hands and said gently;
'?It was a sad day for you. but for
her" Ho paused. "You dill not
grudge il to her?"
"Not now. but then, J'oh! I wanted
her, wo needed hor." The Old Timer's
tears were flowing.
The Pilot put his hand caressingly
upon the old man's shoulder as If ho
had been hfs father and said In his
clear, sweet voice, "Some dny you will
go to her."
Upon this scene poor Gwen gazed with
eyes wide open with amazement nnd a
kind of fear. She had never seen her
father weep since (be awful day (hat
she could never forget, whop ho had
knelt. In dumb agony beside tho bed on
Which her mother Jay whlto and still;
lior would be heed her till, climbing UP?
she (rjod (o make Jior modicr waken
nnd hear her cries. Then lie had caught
her up In his arms, pressing her with
(ears nnd grent sobs (o his heart. To
night sho seemed (o feel (ha( some
thing was wrong. She went nnd siood
by her father, and, stroking his gray
hair fondly, sho said:
"What Is ho saying, daddy? Is be
making you cry?" She looked at the
"No, no, child," said (he old map
hnsllly, "sit hero and llsiep."
And while The storm raved outside
we three sn( listening (o that nnclont
s(ory of love ineffable. And, as (ho
words fell Hko sweet niuslc upon our
ears, the old man sat wi(h eyes that
looked far nwny, whllo the child lis
tened with devouring eagerness,
"la Ji a fairy (ale, daddy?" sho asked
?s (he Pilot paused, "ft isn't true, is
ft?" and her volco had a pleading note
hard for the old man to boar.
"Yes, yes, my child," said bo broken
ly. "God forglvo me I"
"Of course It's due," said the Pilot
quickly. "I'll road It all to you to
morrow. It's a benuitftil story!"
"No," she said imperiously, "tonight
Rend It now I Go on!" sho said, stamp
ing her foot. "Don't you hear me?"
The Pilot gazed in surprise at her
and then, turning to the old man, said:
The Old Timor pimply nodded and
tbe rending went on. Those were not
my Im?hI days, and the faith of my
Childhood was not as it bad been; but
as tho rilol carried us through thoso
matchless scenes of self forgetting love
and service the rapt Wonder In the
child's face us sho listened, tbe appeal
in Uer voice as, now to her futher and
uow ti> me, she cried,."!? that true, too?
Is it all true?" made It impossible Cor
me to hesitate In my answer. Aud
I was glad to find it easy to give my
firm adherence to the troth of all that
tule of wonder. And us more und inoro
it grew upon tho Pilot that the story
he was reading, so old to him and to
all he bad ever met, was now to one In
that listening group, bis faco bcgau to
glow und bis eyes to blaze, and he saw
und showed me things that night I
had never seen before, nor have I seen
them since. Tbe great ilgure of the
gospels lived, moved before our oyes.
We saw hi in bend to touch tho blind,
we beard him speak his marvelous
teaching, we felt the throbbing excite
ment of tbe crowda that pressed
Suddenly the Pilot stopped, turned
over the leaves and began again: "And
be led them out us far as to Bethany.
And he lifted up his hands and blessed
them. And It came to puss as bo bloss
ed them he was parted from thorn uud
a cloud received him out of their sight."
There was silence for some minutes,
then Owen said:
"Where did be go?"
"Up Into heaven," answered tho Pilot
"That's where mother Is," she sold to
her father, who nodded In reply.
"Does he know V" she usked. Tho old
man looked distressed.
"Of course be does," said tho Pilot,
"and she sees blui ull the time."
"Oh, daddy!" *ho cried, "isn't that
But the old man only hid bis face in
his hands and groaned.
"Yes," went on the Pilot, "and he
sees us, too, and hears us speak and
knows our thoughts."
Again tbe look of wonder and fear
cauu Into her eyes, but she 3aid no
word. The experiences of the evening
had made tbe world new to her. It
could never be the same to her again.
It gave mo a queer feeling to see her,
when we three kneeled to pray, stand
helplessly looking on, not knowing
what to do, then sink hesldo her father,
and, winding her arms about his neck,
cling to him as the words of prayer
were spoken into tbe car of him whom
no man can see, but who we believe Is
near to all that call upon him.
Those were Owen's first "prayers,"
and in them Owen's part was small,
for fear and wonder filled her heart,
but the day was to come, and all too
soon, when she should have to pour out
her soul with Strong crying and tears.
That day came and passed, but tho
story of It is not to he told here.
_ OWEN'S CHALLENGE.
' ^-r WEN was undoubtedly wild
\? and. as the Sky Pilot Said,
?'^J^r-J willful and wicked. Even
Bronco Bill and III Kendel
would say so. without, of course, abat
ing one Jot of their admiration for her.
For fourteen years she had lived
chiefly with wild things. The cattle
on tho range. Wild us deer, the coyotes,
the .lack rabbits and the timber wolves
were her mates and her Instructors.
Prom these she learned her wild ways.
The rolling prairie of the foothill coun
try was her home. She loved It and
all things that moved upon It with
passionate love, the only kind she was
capable of. And all summer long she
spent Her days riding up and down
the rangt? alone or with her fattier or
with Joe or, best of all, with "the Duke,
her hero and her friend. So she grew
up strong, wholesome and self reliant,
feurlug nothing alive and as untamed
as a yearling range colt.
She was not beautiful. The winds
aud sun had left her no complexion to
speak of, but the glory of her red hair,
gold red, with purple sheen, nothing
could tarnish. Her eyes, too, deep
blue with rims of gray, that Hashed
With the glint of steel or shone with
melting light as of the stars, accord
ing to hor mood (hose Irish, warm,
deep eyes of hers were worth a man's
Of course, all spoiled her. Tonka and
far son Joe groveled in abjeclest adora
tion, while her father and all who
came within touch of her simply did
her will. Even the Duke, who loved
her heller than anything else, yielded
lazy, admiring homage to his Little
Princess, and certainly, when she stood
straight up, with her proud little gold
crowned bend thrown back, Hashing
forth wrath or Issuing imperious com
mands, she looked a princess, all of
It was a great day and a good day
for her when she fished tho Sky Pilot
out of the Sw an and brought him home,
and the night of Owen's first
"prayer ;." w hen she heard for the first
time th" story of the Man of Nazareth,
was the best of all her nights up to
that time. All through the winter,
under the Pilot's guidance, she, with
her father, the Old Timer, listening
near, went over and over thatstory so
old now to many, but ever becoming
new, till a whole new world of mysteri
ous powers and presences lay open to
her imagination and became the home
of great realities. She was rich In
imagination ami, when the Pilot rend
Munyan's immortal poem, her mother's
old "Pilgrim's Progress," she moved
and lived beside the hero of that talc,
backing him up in bis tights and con
sumed with anxiety over his many Im
pending peril , till she had him safely
across the river and delivered Into the
Charge of the shining ones.
The Pilot himself, too, was a now
and wholesome experience. IJe was
the first thing she had yet encountered
that rcfirsed Submission and the first
human being that had fulled to fall
down and worship. There was smoo
thing in him that would not always
yield, and, Indeed, her prldo and her
Imperious tempers he met with surprise
and sometimes with a pity that verged
toward contempt. With this she was
not well pleased and not infrequently
SllO broke forth upon him. Ono of
these outbursts Is stamped upon my
mind, not only because of Its unusual
violence, but chiefly because of tho
events which followed. The original
cause of hev rag? was some trilling
misdeed of the unfortunate Joe; but
when 1 came upon tho scene It was
the Pilot who wus occupying her at
tention. Tho expression of surprise
and pity on his face appeared to stir
"How dare you look at me like
tli?t?" sho cried.
"How very extraordinary that you
can't keep hold of yourself better!" bo
"I can!" sho stamped. "And I shall
do as I like I"
"It Is a great pity," he said, with
provoking calm, "and, besides, it la
weak and silly." His words were un
"WeakT. abe gasped, wbe? h?t
breath came back fo E'er. "Weak!"
"Yen," lie saiel; "very weak ami child
Then she could have cheerfully put
him to a slow and cruel death. When
she had recovered a little she cried
"I'm not weak! l'ui strong! I'm
stronger than you are! I'm strong as
- as a man!"
I do not suppose she meant the in
sinuation. At any rate the Pilot ig
nored it and went on.
"You're not strong enough to keep
your temper down." And then, as she
liad no reply ready, he went on: "And
reallyi Gweu, it Is not right. You must
not go on in this way."
Again his words were unfortunate.
"Must not!" she cried, adding an inch
to her height. "Who says soV"
"God!" was the simple, short answer.
She was greatly taken back, and
gave a quick glance over her shoulder
as if to see him who would dare to
say "must not" to her; but, recovering,
she answered sullenly:
"I don't care!"
"Don't care for God?" Tho pilot's
voice was quiet and solemn, but some
thing in his manner angered her, aud
she blazed forth again:
"I don't care for any one, and I
shall do us I like."
The Pilot looked at her sadly for u
moment, and then said slowly:
"Some day, Gwen, you will not be
uble to do as you like."
I remember well the settled doilanco
in her tone and manner as sho look a
step nearer him and answered in n
voice trembling with passion:
"Listen! 1 have always done as I
like, and I shall do as I like till I die!"
Aud sho rushed forth from the house
and down toward tho canyon, her
refuge from all disturbing things and
chiefly from herself.
I could not shake off the Impression
her words made upon me. "Pretty di
rect, that," 1 said to the Pilot as wo
rode away. "The declaration may bo
philosophically correct, but it rings un
commonly like a challenge to the Al
mighty; throws down the gauntlet, so
Hut the Pilot only said: "Don'tl
How ?in you?"
Within a w*>ok her challenge was ac
cepted, and how fiercely and how gal
Iautly did she struggle to make It goodl
IT was the Duke that brought me the
news, and as he told me the story Ms
gay, careless self command for once
was gone. For in the gloom of the can
yon where he overtook me 1 could see
Ills face gleaming out ghastly white,
and even his iron nerve could not keep
the tremor from his voice.
"I've just sent up the doctor," waa
his answer to my greeting. "T looked
for you last night, couldn't Und you.and
so rode? off to the Fort."
"What's up?" I said, with fear In my
heart, for no light thing moved the
"Haven't you heard? It's Gwen," he
saul, and the next minute or two he
gave to Jingo, who was indulging In a
scries of unexpected plunges. When
Jingo was brought down the Duke was
master of himself and told his tale with
careful self control.
Gwen, on her father's buckskin bron
co, had gone with the Duke to the big
plain above the cut bank whore Joo
was herding the cattle. The day was
hot, and a storm was In the air. They
found Joe riding up and down. Blnglng
to keep the cattle quiet, but having a
bord time to hold the bunch from
breaking. While the Duke was riding
around the far side of the bunch a cry
from Gwen arrested his attention. Joe
Vffns in trouble. Ills horse, a half bro
ken cayuse, had stumbled Into a badger
hole and had bolted, leaving Joe to the
mercy of tho cattle. At once they be
gan to sniff suspiciously at this phe
nomenon, a man on foot, and to follow
cautiously on his track. Joe kept his
head and walked slowly out till all at
once a young cow !>egnn to bawl and to
paw the ground. In another minute
one nnd then another of the cattle be
gan to toss their heads and bunch and
bellow till the whole herd of 200 were
after Joe. Then Joe lost his head and
ran. Immediately the whole herd broke
Into a thuudcrlng gallop with heads
and tails aloft and horns rattling like
tho loading of a regiment of rifles.
'Two more minutes," said the Duke,
"would have done for Joe, for I could
never have reached him. But in spite
of my most frantic warnings and slg
nalings, right into tho face of that
mad, bellowing, thundering mass of
eteers rode that little girl. Nerve! I
have some myself, but I couldn't have
done It. She swung her horse round
Joe and sailed out with him, with tho
herd bellowing at tho toil of her bron
co. I've seen some cavalry things in
my day, but for sheer cool brnvory
nothing touches that."
"How did It end? Did they ruu them
down?" I asked, with terror at such a
"No; they crowded her toward tho
cut bank, and sho was edging them off
and was almost past whon they came
to a place where tho bank bit in, and
her Iron mouthed brute wouldn't
swerve, but went pounding on, broke
through, plunged. Sho couldn't spring
free because of Joe and pitched head
long over tho bank, while the cattle
went thundering past. I flung myself
off Jingo nnd slid down somehow into
tho sand thirty feet below. Hero was
Joe snfo enough, but the bronco lay
with a broken leg and half under him
was Gwen. She hardly know she was
hurt, but waved her hand to me nnd
cried out: 'Wasn't that a race? I
couldn't swing this hard headed brute.
Get me out.' But even as sho spoke;
the light faded from her eyes, she
stretched emt her hands te> me, saying
faintly, 'Oh, Duke!' and lay back white
nnel still. We put a bulled Into the
buckskin's bend ami carried her home
In our Jackets, and there she lies with
out a sounel freun her poor, white
Tho Duke> was badly cut up. I had
never seen him she>w any sign e>f grief
hoforo, hut as he finished the story ho
stood ghastly and shaking. He read
my surprise in my face ami said:
"Look hero, olel chap, elon't think
me quite a fool. You can't know what
that little; girl has done for me tllCSO
years, lier trust in me?it is extraor
dinary how utterly sho trusts me
somehow hold me up te> my best and
back from perdition. It Is tlm one*
bright sped In my life In this blessed
country. Kvery ono else thinks mo a
pleasant or unpleasant klnel of fiend."
I protested rather faintly.
"Oh, don't worry your conscience,"
he answered with a slight return of his
Old smile. "A fuller knowledge would
only Justify the opinion." Thon, after
n pauso he added: "But if Owen ge>os
I must pull nut. I couldn't stand It."
Ah we rode up the doctor camo out.
"Well, what do you think?" asked
"Can't say yet," replied tho old doc
tor, gruff with long army practice.
"Bad enough. Good night,"
But the Duke's hand fell upon his
?boulde r with a grip that must have
got to tho bone, and in a husky voice
"Will she live?"
The doctor sepilrmed, but could not
shpko off tho crushing grip.
"Here, youy??ug flgei*i let go! What
<!n you tblllk 1 am mad- of?" be cried
angrily.' "I didn't suppose 1 was com
in--: i" a boar's den or I Bboukl have
brougkt a gun."
It was only by the most complete
apology tbut tbb Duke could mollify tbe
old doctor BtilUciently to get bis opinion.
"No. she will nol die! Groal idt of
stuff! I let tor she should die, perhaps!
BUI can't say yet for two weeks. Now
remember," lie udded imply, looking
into tl.e Duke's won stricken face, ' hor
spirit- must be kepi up, l kuvo Hod
most fully aud cheerfully to them in
side. You must do (lie same." And tlie
doctor strode away, calling out:
".foe: Here. .Too! Whore is tie gone?
.loo, I say: Extraordinary selection
Providence makes at times; we could
have spared Unit lazy half breed with
pleasure! Joe! Oh, here you are!
Whore in thunder"? Hut here tbe
doctor sloppi d abruptly. Tito agony In
the dark face before him win too much
even for the bluff doctor. Straight ami
stiff .!..<? stood by the horse's bend till
the doctor had mounted. Then with a
great effort ho said:
"Little miss, she no dead? '
' i>?.,d:'' called out llio doctor, glanc
ing ut the op.n window. "Why,
bless your old copper carcass, no! Owen
will show you yet bow to rope a steer."
Joe tool; u step nearer, and, lowering
ids tone, said:
"You speak uic true? Me man, me
no papoose." The piercing black eyes
searched the doctor's face. The doctor
hesitated a moment, and then, with nn
air of great candor, ho said cheerily:
"That's all right, Joe. Miss Owen
will cut circles round your old cayuse
yet. Hut remember," and the doctor
was very impressive, "you must make
her ltlUgh every day."
Joe folded his arms across Iiis breast
and stood like a statue till the doctor
red" nway. 'Iben, turning to us, ho
"Him good man. eh?"
"('.<< d man," answered the Duke,
adding, "but remember, Joe, what ho
told you to do?must make her laugh
Poor .b>e: Ilunmr was nol his forte,
and his attempt III tills direction In tho
week-; that followed would have beim
humori us were they not so pathetic,
tfow I did my purl I cannot toll. Those
weeks are lo me now like the memory
of an ugly nightmare. The ghostly old
nraii moving out of and Into Ma little
daughter's room hi u-oles:. dumb
a; ony. Ponku's woo stricken Indian
face, Joe's extraordinary and unusual
hut loyal attempts at fun making gro
tesquely s;id. and tho Duke's unvarying
and Invincible ohoprinoss?these furnlsh
light and shade for the picture my mem
ory brings nie of (.5wen in those days.
For the first two weeks she was sim
ply heroic. She bore her pain without a
groan, submitted to the Imprisonment,
which was harder than pain, with an
gelic patience. Joe, the Duiio and I
carried out our instructions with caro
ful exactness to the letter. She never
doubted, and we never let her doubt,
but that In a few weeks she would be
on the plnto's back again and after the
cattle. She made us pass our word for
this till it seemed as If sho must have
read the falsehoods on our brows.
"To lie cheerfully with her eyes upon
one's face colls for more than I pos
sess," said the Duke one day. "The
doctor should supply us tonics. It is
an arduous task."
And she believed us absolutely, and
made plans for tho full round up and
for hunts und rides till one's heart
grew sick. As to tho ethical problem
Involved, I decline to express no opin
ion, but we hud no need to wait for
our punishment. Her trust In us, hor
eager and confident expectation of the
return of her happy, free, outdoor life
these brought to us, who knew how
vain they were, their own adequate
punishment for every false assurance
we gave. And how bright and brave
she was tfiose tlrst days'. How reso
lute to get back to the world of nlr
aiul light outside:
But she had need of all her bright
ness and courage and resolution before
she was done with her long light.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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