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?pr VHS: AMTHor^ T,Th?t was between you twa But this simple grandmother, with ber gen? erous hospitality, and tho girl whose faith in the clouds and tho mountains oiakes a life of pitiable poverty into a poem! They cannot understand what yon ic tend to do with these. They nev? il heard of the academy or the salon. It isiwtfair." Then, as if even the roof of the ve? randa made the air stifling, he arose suddenly and walked down the long path before the rancheira. In the clear sight everything melted and softened into an all infolding charm. "Why-does ho go there and what is it that makes me care to go? It is tho same object, but we are drawn in differ? ent ways. ?* What fools we mortals be.' " The Oregon grape was in fulTbloom. The deep, glossy leaves rattled as he passed too near, and their sharp little edges scratched his hand. But the yel? low blossoms sent a tender fragrance out from their clustered sprays that made bin pause. He looked up and our. Rising above the trees at his right stretched the firm outline of the Cas? cade range, tall and forbidding with their great forests of somber firs. His .', eyesran down therange until they rest? ed upon the conelike summit on whose side nestled the hut. He looked on at tie low lying clouds and at the great white mountain that held its stately head high above them, and as he looked he almost heard a tender, pulsing voice .call softly: "Good evenin, pretty clouds. Good evenin, ole Mount Hood, sweet even? to to yo'." CHAPTER IV. * Another week passed, and Wilmot grew furious as he missed his compan? ion ?tay after day. McAlvord noticed the all day absences cf his gnc?? and explained mdulg?ntty to the other that he supposed it was the way with artists, though he had always thought this par? ticular artist was too fond of society to -spend so much time alone. "Still, there's fascination in these great distances and mighty hills. " The cattle king hared his fine head and looked out toward the Cascades, . standing like immense cones, sometimes shoulder to shoulder, often entirely alone. "If I were te? stay here long, he said, ""and did not break into the re? pose of thought by winter months spent in thecitj , I would sorely come to have many deities and to enthrone them all ; about mel As it is I always lift my hat to Mount Hcod in the morning.'' McAlvord went cn to look after his men, while in his visitor's heart there rang oct like tho voice of a bird, "Good mcxnin, ole Mount Hoed, sweet morain to yo'!" Then, he grew angry with himself and became sure that it was not good for him to bo here. He was growing morbid. His great American novel would never be written at this nita It was not well to grant himself this res? pite. Shut np within the walls of a city and meeting other small entities he had conceived himself tobe some ana Ho could work there, ina paltry way, and could think. Here he waa lest. It was too vast With the beginning of Hay lars. Mc? Alvord, the host's mother, would coma Miss McAlvord, Craymer's nancee, and several of her intimate friends, with a maid or two, were to accompany her. ! The old rancheira was to be gay with young Hfe, and the Chinese who had /chief control began to make elaborate preparations in that slow oriental fash? ion which astonishes every American by the ease with -which mountains of work can be accomplished with smiling uuhaste and rather with the air of one at leisure than cf one burdened with many cares. The day before the coming of the la dies Craymer disappeared. His sketch? ing tackle waa dutifully strapped to the saddle, but when once his pony had climbed the bridle path and brushes and paints were cn the ground all thoughts of work were over. Perhaps he might not come again in a long tima The purling of tho tiny **I always Uft my hat to Mount Hood." stream was in his ears. It went singing down its rocky way into the bottomless pool as merrily as if it had not been stranded on the wrong side of the range from that on which flowed its larger sister-the mighty Columbia. He looked at the fair face which, without his consciousness, was growing a necessity to him. He lifted the long braids that fell below her waist and wound them like a crown about her j hea& H? fastened then? therewith polished ebony handles of his brash* Then he took her by the shoul< , and held her at arm's length to st the effect Artistic pleasure at the salt of Ms skill shone in his face. F i ently something else awakened thei f something which held the girl in thr I But she met it with steady eyes. ' ! innocence of her own heart made take on a dignity which conquered man before her. He began to rea something of that which he had har thought worth the analysis. "Laurel, " he said suddenly, "3 ire a goddess. Groat heaven, why a not I have you always as I have 3 now? Society and conventionality what bosh they are! Simplicity and d oity constitute manner. Andyouwoi win homage at tho court of any queer He clasped the shoulders until th hurt. But she did net move. She or looked at him calmly, unbewildered. "Yo' kin hev me," she said in 1 flow, tender tone that pulsed and tre: bled as she spoke. "Before yo* come yo' 'n th' tall un-I b'lcnged t' 1 clouds 'n the great mountain. S 'ci ' t I dunno what that do mean. " There were gentleness, innocence a reserve in her nature. It shook the sh ; lower one. Craymer lowered his he until the pure eyes could not look in his own. He was sitting a little belc her upon the mossy hillside, and 1 race had been lifted as he.spoke. Nc she slid her arm t about his neck a] drew his head against her breast SJ jan her fingers lightly through his hai She touched his cheek with a sloi gentle m?tion. Then, bending her hea she pressed her lips upon his f oreh e: with a slow, solemn kiss, as she migi have kissed the child if it had be< kneeling in prayer before her. His lips had never touched her. He had never before touched him. He hi sometimes reached out to caress li hands-they were so like to brew birds in their slow, fluttering motion And he had smoothed the long brai; of her hair as he had done today, bi whenever he encountered the fierce, r proachful eyes of Wilmot after each < these la>er visits he had comforted hin self that no harm had been done. SI was the same untamed girl woman th: they had found at the first, with h< heart untouched by anything earth! y a devotee of the clouds and of the stat? ly, snow wreathed meran tai x. CHAPTER V. The ladies arrived next day. McA! vord and his guests went to meet thei upon long, swinging buckboards of th primitive sort, with chains upon whic to rest the feet and long, yielding strap for the back. These vere voted by th merry party to be more delightful pleaf ure wagons than even the Irish jauntin car. ' The days that followed were fille with laughter, with music, with breas neck canters upon swift ponies and wit] evening promenades upon tho long ve randa of the old rancheira. After a time Cray mer became restles and complained that he must do some thing beside sketching merry people ii stylish clothing-however picturesque ly they might be "set" He must ge off for a whole day's work. Hewouh not plan another day's pleasure unti he had earned it with work. Wilmot was not with the other: when this complaint in its final strengt 1 was entered upon. He chanced, how ever, to come up in time to catch ito impost Craymer did not seem to notice his coming, but turned toward his be trothed, who looked at him kindly. A half hour later tho two men stocc alone together. "My reason for speaking," said Wil mot, "is that I would warn you, Cray mer. You are an attractive fellow and" "Thanks, awfully!" "This is not play," said tho othei fiercely. Then calming himself, "Yon are to be married soon?" "Not until September." "Well, September is coming," he insisted in a Nemesis tone. "In Sep? tember then?" "les, of course. Why do you ask?" "For this reason: With that answer I want you to relinquish ' going where you intend to go tomorrow." "And by what right do you ask it: It's about time that your volunteer es? pionage should cease, I shall do as I hanged please in this and every other matter. " He turned and walked away. Wilmot by a strong effort smothered the indignation that stirred him and, following him, laid a hand upon his shoulder and said in gentle tone : "I beg your pardon. If you will wait ? few days and give the subject a little serious thought, I will not trouble you again." Craymer said something which sound? ed like an assent Wilmot accepted it and was turning away, when the other asked bluntly: "Why don't you go there yourself and take her out of those brutal sur? roundings? You haven't been foolish enough to bind yourself to any one. There are ways of getting on with it. Somo elderly aunt or maiden cousin could chaperone, and 'twould take blamed little worldly contact for her to outshine them all. I say, ' ' be insisted with a sort of fur", "why don't you do it?" Wilmot ground his teeth. "You have done your best to make it impossible, " he answered. An eruptive denial rose to Craymer's lips, but for once he grew manly. "I understand you, " he said. "? haven't been exactly square in this thing, but she was always asking about you and trying to get mo to talk about you. I told you of it. If you'd gone, I would Havo staid away. But-I'm frank now. Believe me for once, never till that last day did one word pass my 1: - that need vex you. Then there was sc _iething in her look as I was planning to paint her that made me say that I wanted her with me always. " Wilmot turned fiercely away. 4 ' Spare me, " he said, "a recital of one cf your amours." But this time Craymer followed and laid a hand upon his shoulder. "Hear the rest of it, " he insisted. "Even then she said that she thought she was happy before I came-I 'an th' tall un'-and, as I live, I did not harm her. She lean? ed over and kissed my forehead as she might kiss the snow mountain if it were near enough. But there was some? thing about her that awed me. It's the something that's drawing me now. She doesn't care for me, though she thinks that she does. It is you for whom she cares. And because I was with you and you do not come to her she is trying to satisfy her beautiful, true, pure heart with me. Gods, but I am a fool!" Then Wilmot speke through his teeth. "This is the truth, and all of it?" "All. as I am alive, " answered Cray? mer, looking directly into his face. Then he turned and went alene into the rancheira. An evening breeze, like tho beating of great wings, stirred tho leaves. The Chinaman began to light the veranda lamps. Their tinted rays seemed quiv? ering with deceit As Wilmot strode out into the shadow he began to under? stand the old brutality that could insist upon a satisfaction whose medium was made of gunpowder or steel. He had got but a little distance when his hand was seized by another I hand, and he was dragged with all the I strength of a youthful figure out beyond the skirting of shrubbery into the palo moonlight CHAPTER VL When Craymer left her, on the day before the ladies came to tho rancheira, Laurel went with him to the edge ci the little cleared spot from which she could watch him all the way down thc hill and into the trail that led through bunch grass across the arm of the great desert Few birds are found in this desolate region, but one was calling to its mate from a near tree and the cry throbbed passionately through all the air. She watched until he had waved a last adieu and ridden swiftly into the encircling shadows. Then she turned her eyes up? ward. The sky was cloudless save a few fleecy lines that stretched out toward her beloved mountain. She reached out her arms and a look of trust like a di* vine radiance came upon her face. "Take keer o' him, ' ' she said. "Keep both on us-him 'n me. " She had not been prepared for this new experience. No girl friend had made her a confidant; no book had come in her way which gave the mod? ern keen analysis of a maiden's heart when first it feels the emotion of love. If such a one had fallen into her hands, it would not have enlightened her. She could not read thc simplest words. The few rua% folk in her home had never coupled her name with that of any of the swarthy hunters who, at intervals of many weeks, had climbed the moun? tain path. How desolate she had been without knowing it ! The child came seeking her. It put up its arms and cried piteously. She clasped it to her heart and turned to as? cend tho path. The next morning sho said to her heart, "He beaut comin today." But as the time came when she used to hear his step, she stole to the spot under the blasted pine whence she could see out over the level waste beyond. "He beaut thar," she said, but she smiled over at the mountain and up at the soft bright sky. The next morning it was the same, and the next, and so on for many days. Longing gains strength by delay. The days could not come fast enough. She looked eagerly across the lowlands, for her heart had gone that way, and her She could watch him all tlic wey down the hill. eyes must of necessity follow. But as yet no shadow touched her. She weat about in her life of toil and privation while her heart was filled with a sacred quiet Once could not pity her even when knowing the untruth in the object of her thought. It was not possible. To trust as she did was to walk the borders of limitless bliss. It could hardly occur to her to question. Every morning and every evening sho smiled as she sent a greeting over to old Mount Hoed and up toward the high, sereno sky. The weeks dragged by. A new, strango tremor possessed her heart. A pathetic, farreaching look went out from her eyes. The good night to tho clouds and to the mountain began to lose its joyous ring. One morning she went much earlier to the cleared spaco and waited longer. Even then the sigh that she gave was not for herself. Something was holding him; fie could not come. It did not ter her thought that he might not o even if the something had broker grasp. Her nature was one of trust, this waiting did not help her to 1< one letter of doubt "He be sick." she asserted with conviction. "Th' long heat, it be al bringin fevers." Then she stretc out her hands, and, though she did know that bending the knee me 'anything, she knelt. Her eyes COV? themselves with a mist of tears and fused to see even her beloved mount* The nest day passed without his c< ing. Her thoughts grew somber. ] bright manner intermitted. In the 1 afternoon she called the youth to he "I be goin t' see him," she said. He was filled with an undefined se of terror and tried to dissuade her. ! only insisted the more strenuously t she must go. At last, grown premati ly old already, he grew prematui wise because he saw that Laurel wat trouble. He wont to the grandfat and wheedled him into letting th take the beasts and go for a long r over the old desert trail. They rode swiftly into the "seal desert," with its alternations of cia: and sandy soil. On through the g sagebrush and the greasewood-by crite of another and better shrub. 1 rocky hollows were dry and empty ai winder snows had never melted in th to serve as drink for thousands of cat which tho herder tums in winter nj the desert to crop the bunch grass ti lives for a few short months. The gray and dismal ride was in h mony with the thoughts of both. Lau was impelled by a new feeling in wh: no thought of herself stirred, and wh: grew into a terrible certainty that so: unknown evil encompassed her belov holding him in thrall. When they reached McAlvord's ? tile land, they rode more slowly un they came upon a stream. Here they d mounted, and the youth staid to wa the beasts and to tether them behind clump of bushes, where they coi browse the juicy grass upon the bord* of the stream. Laurel went swiftly forward ale the shaded drive. The sun was go: but the afterglow spread its radiar over the earth. As she neared the rar.?, iera the sound of happy voices gre; ? her. She stopped suddenly as if de ti red from her purpose, bent her he and peered between the branches of thick shrub. So fair a vision of life had never 1 fore greeted her eyes, nor had it cut? ed her happiest dreams. She caught h breath as she looked at the long vera da, gay with fringed hammocks a: great lounging chairs and dainty w low rockers. Eright rugs were sirev over the floor. Baskets of flowers c pended from the outer roof line. Lo? vines swung slowly in tho evening ai Human forms were the jewels in ti enchanting scene-strong men ai graceful women. Her swift glance fem the one she sought. "Th' tall un" w not there to divert her attention. She read with anxious eyes, but sa no line of care or illness upon the gi features she had learned so well. I was the center of the group and lean? lazily back in a groat armchair, loo! ing up with a smile into the face of girl who stood beside him and who wo: a gown as soft and white as the c: worn by the snow mountain. He seemed to assent to somethii this one asked of him, for she va through a doorway, upon either side i which hung fleecy curtains, and r turned with a strange something in hi hand-something that she held out i him and that he took with anothi smilo into her face and a few wore which Laurer could not hoar, they WCJ so low. The one she had come to see toy? carelessly with the strange instrumei and, moving his fingers across it, dre' forth a tender sound such as had nev< before been heard by the unseen liste: er. It was not like a bird's voice, nor choir of birds. It was not like the sigl ing of the wind through the firs. It wi better and sweeter, for it seemed tl spirit of each blending and interchanj ing and softened until fitted to ministe to that fair company. He began to sing some words in a run kn own tongue which, thrilled he through and through. Something thal because of the look upon the face c that other girl, Laurel knew he wa singing to her out of all that napp group. And this was a girl young like he: self, tall and slight, with proudly cai ried head, but fair instead of dark heavenly fair, with hair that gleame like "a bit o' wheatfield when th' su: be shinin, ' ' poor Laurel said to herseli She had never before seen any on with golden hair. That of the child wa fiasen, but dun of color like the foj that sometimes lay dank and cold abou the mountains in winter, while thi was gloriously wann like the sunligh and strayed over the fair forehead ? little waving lines. There must be something to make ; heart stand still at the first sight of J face crowned so shiningly. One ma; love the dusky masses better, but he i sure to be arrested at sight of the other If the English really received the com pliment of which they are so prout ; when, in the slave market of ancien j Rome, the good St. Gregory was so stir I red at sight of a fair northman as to cal i him "not Angle, but an angel," thei what must have thrilled the innocen being whose heart was so in sympathy i with all beauty, whether of earth or sky The looks and the dress of this gir [ were like those from another world thai Laurel's-a world to which the hean out in clio shadow must own that he, too, belonged. Herself was the alien one. As she looked and as she listened tc the tender music she began to under stand. The afterglow died suddenly. Tinted lights shone out from an inner fail scene. One by ono the others went within, but those two remained. Thu music ceased. He laid the instrument upon the rug beside him and held out his hands. The bright one arose and eat upon thh broad arm of his chair and laid her arm about his neck.. He lifted her other hand i to his lips. Eis head was against her shoulder. His words were low, but Lau? rel's heart interpreted the tone. Her in? nocent soul was strong. A sense of cru? elty shortened her breath. God be mer? ciful to a young heart when it learns its first lesson in the untruth of life ! She sank upon her knees and with a faint cry would have fallen but that the youth caught her about the waist and dragged her* along the turf beside the drive, so that their footsteps made no sound. He untethered the horses and lifted Laurel upon her own. They were SOGU in the edge of the desert, where he drew freer breath. But when her beast paus? ed, unheeded by her, to browse a bit of chemise wood he dismounted and pull? ed it hastily forward. Then he tied the two tethering ropes together and led the animal upon which the young girl sat in almost utter unconsciousness. The desert solitude upon one hand and the deep, mysterious mountain sol? itude upoQ the other weighed upon his spirit. A coyote howled dismally in the distance. He jerked the tethering rope and urged his own beast into a swifter pace. At last they reached thc point where the trail turned toward the mountain. The scraggly cedars became ghostly fig? ures and the red barked pines and tall firs seemed threatening spirits. Still he urged their way upward, looking back to see that tho drooping, swaying figure did not fall. When thc cleared space was reached, Laurel aroused, gave a slow glance about her and slid to her feet in the very spot under the blasted pine tree where she had watched the coming and going of her beloved. She sank upon the ground and turned her face toward the snow mountain with a hoarse half prayer. The youth had grown to man's estate in brave sympathy and ready action. He cared for tho beasts with gentle ca? resses because they had been so faith? ful and brought a blanket to cover the still form that lay beneath the light? ning, scarred tree. * ? TO BS CONTINUED. Atlantic Coast Line. MANCHESTER AND AUGUSTA R. R. Condensed schedule-IQ effect Jao 17, 1897. TRAINS GOING SOUTH. LT Darlington, Lv Elliott, Ar Suwier, LT Sumter, Ar Creaton, LT Creston, Ar Pregnalls, Ar Oracgewur?, Ar Denmark. No. ?35 No. f57 a. m. a. m. 7 55 8 40 9 25 4 29 5 17 5 40 6 12 (5 45 9 15 TRAINS GOING NORTH. No. f56 No. ?82 a, m. *p m. 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