Jasper County Democrat, Volume 20, Number 7, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 21 April 1917 — Page 7

SYNOPSIS Caleb Hunter and his sister Sarah welcome to their home Stephen O'Mara, a homeless and friendless boy, starting from the wilderness to see the city. Stephen O'Mara catches a glimpse of Barbara Allison. The girl is rich. The O’Mara boy falls in love with her. She fa ten, he fourteen. me boy and girl are in a party tnaX go ito town. The old people Watch with concern the youth’s growing attachment foi the girl, Caleb Is much impressed with the boy’s ideas on the moving of timber. lie predicts a great future for the lad, O’Mara whips Archibald Wickersham in a. boyhood fight over Barbara. She takes Wickersham’s side, and Stephen leaves for parts unknown, saying, “I’ll come back to vou.” Years later the boy returns as a man. He is a contractor. Sarah welcomes him’. Barbara is a beautiful woman. O’Mara suspects there is a plot to prevent his successful completion of a railroad and that Barbara Allison’s father and Wickersham are in it. O’Mara meets Garry Deverenu, with whom Barbara’s closest friend is in love. O’Mara starts to reform him. CHAPTER IX. Doctor and Patient. f w—% 1 AT JOE leaned over and drew [ A J a blanket a. little higher hggg&M ; across ‘ the sleeping man's shoulder, while Steve continued silently to study Garry s face, ■Even in unconsciousness a faintly crooked smile of skepticism still citing to the lips. “It was, like him,” Steve remarked at last very soberly. “Somehow the minute he began to speak I knew it was exactly the sort of thing I expect ed him to say. The probability of death is a much more amusing prospect to some men, Joe, than the perplexity of living.” Fat Joe flashed a swift, half puzzled glance at his chief’s face. He started to ask a question, then scowled and checked himself and turned instead to kindle a fire in the stove of the leanto kitchen of the cabin. But a half hour later he was still murmuring the last phrase over to himself perplexed ly when Steve came leading the horse Ragtime up to the open door. Saddled and with reins a-trhil, the animal had been wandering throughout the night about the upper end of the construction camp clearing. At the sound o> hoofbeats outside Fat Joe left the stove and the half cooked breakfast he had set himself to prepare. “So that's the way one of ’em Come,’' he murmured. “I was wondering some. Last night I didn’t notice the horse, being a mite too hurried to give ample attention to details, as it were. But ain’t—ain't this one of Allison's horses?”. “No, Joe,” Steve answered heavily. “He is from Allison’s stables. but we have him to thank, just the same, along with Garry, for our blue prints and estimates. •It was Mr. Devereau whom he brought up here last night and in fairly good time,. I should judge, too, from the pace at which they set out. Garry turned him tnto the hill road, and he must have stuck to it blindly until he struck our fork.” And. after a longer pause, “The horse is Miss Allison's own property.” he added quietly. ’ Joe pursed his lips. Instantly at the mention of the girl’s name he felt himself better equipped to under tc.nl both the lack of immediate action and the seeming preoccupied indi; o', once of his superior which, in the face of the night’s, developments, would have been otherwise utterly unaccountable that morning. The probable nearness of him who had gone bounding away empty handed from the lighted shack was of far less moment than the possible identity of the one who had furnished the inspiration of that night raid. And to Steve the need of assuring that tall girl with the vivid lips and coppery hair of Garry Devereau's safety bulked quite as important as did the advisability of seeking immediately an informal interview with Dexter Allison, such as ;the latter himself had so genially suggested., “I happened to run into Harrigan this morning,” Fat Joe said in an Unconcerned manner. As disinterestedly as had Joe, Steve ijow drained his coffee cup and waited. “He was down to the cook shanty.” Fair Joe rambled, on. “It's an hour since- he’d ought to have been out there with the powder squad in the north cut, and when I. asks him if he was feelin’ indisposed this morning he says no, but the supply teams was going out and one of the drivers had told him that I Was sending him along to help ■with the loadin’. He had such a nice, frank, open faced way of lying that I couldn’t bring myself to correct him. I just let it stand that way and told him such was the arrangement.” Joe saw swift satisfaction play across Steve’s face. “He had a bandage around his head not much different from this one our friend here is wearing. But he said hd was scratched by The room was very quiet for a breath. That thin note had crept intp

Then I'll Come Back to you

By Larry Evans

Fat Joe’s tenor voice—tnm ana ctun and menacing. And there as abruptly as he had assfinlgfl it he flung aside his mask of disingenuous irrelevance. Fat Joe wheeled, put both elbows upon the table edge and leaned forward heavily. It was much as though he were setting himself to shoulder by sheer weight through the discouraging wall of indifference behind which the other was apparently withdrawing once more. “But as for me”—his high voice rang a little—“but as for me, well,"-I always did pride myself that I could shoot some, whether it was by daylight or dark!” And the only result which that statement achieved was an answering, meditative nod. Fat Joe subsided. All that b'e could say had been said, and they finished bi’eakfast as they had .begun it, in absolute silence. Stephen O’Mara touched a match to the’•dry grains of tobacco which ho' had been tamping into the bowl of his pipe. He swung slowly around toward the inert figure on the bunk“He’ll sleep the day through, 1 think,” he said, “and the night perhaps. But I'd advise ybu to look i» on him now and then, just the same. He did us a good turn last night. It's the second good turn he’s done for me, Joe. And now perhaps chance has come to even up the score a little. You would know, wouldn’t you, Joe, just how many drinks to prescribe for a man who has been as—as ill as Garry has?” Fat Joe’s face commenced to shine, and at that he was only beginning to understand. “Ain't I the doctor?” he demanded aggrievedly. “You don’t have to go no deeper into technicalities with me. And I told you last night anyway, didn’t I, that it would have to be his last little celebration unless he was figurin’ on a longer jouitev than he’s erer took before. Well, I've handled so many cases just like his that there ain’t even a little enjoyable novelty in ’em any more for me.” Steve received the statement with another nod. “That’s it,” he mused. “That's it exactly. It would have to be his last unless he is figuring on a longer journey than he has ever taken before.” He crossed and leaned over the thin and motionless form of his friend. He laid one band gently upon the sleeping man’s shoulder. “He did that for me once, Joe,” he spoke quietly. “He dropped his. hand on my shoulder like that, and I never forgot tlifc weight of it. watch him, Joe—watch , him closely W for .awhile, because—because, ybu see. a man does stray along once in so often who’s so badly bewildered and trail 1 weary, so tired of trying and—and hurt in soul that the thought of such a jounfey as you speak of begins to seem the shortest route after all to an end of thoughts which even alcohol can’t wipe out. You take care of him, and if he wakes before I get back explain to him a little just how he came here, and thank him a lot for what he did. Ask him to wait until I come back from Morrison, will you?” For a moment Joe just stood and blinked, dumfounded. “Huh!” he blurted at last. “Huh! So that's what you been hintin’ at all the time, is it? I didn't just get you' right until now. But do you know it did seem to me once or twice while we were working over him—once or twice when the goin’ was pretty bad—that his spirit wasn’t heaving real hearty into the traces. And, say, ain’t that a poor idea for a guy to get into his head? Now, ain't it?” And then, as the purport of the rest of Steve’s words struck home, “Do you mean you are going to Morrison to have a”— Steve recrossed to the door and began to unfasten the feed bag from Ragtime’s nose. He leaned over to lengthen a stirrup, stuped again to light his pipe’. “Watch things’” he called as he swung to the saddle .and put Ragtime to the slope. ”Watch things’’’ Ills voice drifted up from below clear and eager. “And drive’em Joe—drive’em —drive ’em from daylight till dark!” From the threshold Fat Joe watched, him until horse and rider disappeared beyond the line of timber. Barbara Allison’s presence upon the dusty hill road that morning was more than the result of a merely casual whim, even though when she turned her mount north into that mountain highway a scant tw'o hourl before the choice had been made without actual thought for the route she was selecting. • The night before as soon as she had re-entered hurriedly the glowing lodge a-sprawl upon the hill the impulse had first come to her—a swift and almost blind desire to turn and escape, if only for a little while, from the roomful of chatter and laughter and bright eyed badinage loosed upon her immediately after the unmasking by Dexter Allison’s perfectly cadenced announcement of bls daughter’s engagement. All in

a breath'' the huge room had become stiflingly oppressive, the gayety unbearable. And yet afterward, alone /in her room, when the last treble note had died away and she had dismissed Cecile, her sleepy eyed maid, the sense of oppression had returned redoubled. She did not want to sleep. She was glad of her wide eyed wakefulness, but in the darkness walls and ceil-nz and floor seemed fairly to close in upon her and hedge in soul and brain as well as body. It was the first time the gir. had ever known the need—the driving desire—to be alone out of doors, when there was nothing but. sky and skyline to bound her thoughts. And at last when her restlessness became no longer bearable, while the remainder of the house still slept behind drawn curtains, she rose and slipped into boots and breeches and riding coat and descended to order a not too wide awake groom to saddle a horse; And in .the very middle of bls sensational report of Ragtime’s empty stall she .swung to the saddle and turned toward the north. Mile .after mile, .the roan mare placidly choosing the pace, she rode with one leg dangling over the pummel of the saddle, everything else forgotten in that preoccupied endeavor to review each moment she had shared with him. When the higher morning sun found her iftir beyond the rolling pasture

“He did that for me once, Joe,” he spoke quietly.

land; miles In the heavy timber, she had dismounted, there where the highest loop in the road commanded its breath taking sweep of country, and was sitting cross legged upon the trunk of a fallen tree at the road edge. Then suddenly Stephen O'Mara in the flesh appeared before her astride Ragtime and leading her roan, which, contentedly cropping the bush tops, had disappeared a full quarter of an hour before. The girl gasped at the suddenness, of his coming. She half started to rise before she remembered the instability of her perch and then crouched even lower than before when she saw that he was not yet aware of her nearness. She waited, eyes gleefully bright, until he was almost opposite*her before she coughed, ever, so faintly, Then she tilted her nose Aloft in enchanting mimicry of his lean and forward thrust face. ■ . . “We never speak,” she confided dolefully to the empty air in front of her—“we never speak as we pass by.” He whirled. So swiftly that it took her breath he was out of the saddle and across the road and standing knee deep in the undergrowth beside her. Only his profile had been visible to her at first. Now the white line of his jaw and the- light in the eyes that searched her face chilled her even as they sent the blood singing in every vein. Only a few hours before she had seen that same cold fear, in Miriam Burrell’s eyes, and yet not the Same, either, for hers had been a panic of lost hope, and the gleam in the man's eyes was already only partly dread of disaster and partly a great and unmistakable glow of thankfulness. Barbara remembered then, with a twinge of guilt that she could have forgotten it so completely, the black robed figure that had gone thundering off on the Same mount which Stephen O’Mara was riding now. She half lifted both hands to him apprenhensively. “You aren’t going to tell me. are you,” she asked, “that anything dreadful has happened to Garry?” Dumbly, but most reassuringly, Steve shook his head. From the top of her hatless, wind tossed, brown crowned head to the f ips of the absurdly small boots tucked up beneath her be scanned her slim body. Barbara realized that he was trying to speak and finding the effort hard. Slowly hejremoved his hat. and passed one hand across his forehead. x-. "“Man,” he ejaculated fervidly to himself, “but that’s, the hundred yards you’ve ever traveled on foot or a-horseback and abruptly, accusingly to her, “Do you know that I’ve been months and years and ages rounding that bend to—to find you a little crumpled up heap in the road?”, “I’m sorry,’’ she murmured humbly. “I’m sorry to —disappoint you; but, you see, I didn’t know”— She laughed at him. Her lips curled, petal-like, in a gurgling peal of enjoyment at his shamefaced grin. "I found your horse rolling,” he explained. and his gravity was dogged in the face of her brightness. “How I knew it was yours I don’t know, but I did just the same. I thought she had thrown you. I'd already made up my mind, if there was one scratch on your body, to take that mare’s head between my hands and break her neck! Yon

see. 1 believed I knew already jijst what it would mean to me if anything ever happened to yon. But it’s a lot different imagining the world without you—and—and facing the actual iiossibility of it. Was I —fairly tragic?” (To be continued.)

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