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» Bands deep into his pockets. LAHOM. Story of a Little “Mountain Country” Girl Who Wanted to Become “Civilized” JOHN BRECKENRIDGE ELLIS @OO800088OO 000880 = a piererrse iT ie i Millionaire named Gledware, Willoek wonders if Mt fi the same Gledware he rescued from death, CHAPTER IX. (Continued) Writing Home. AHOMA can hold her own,” Bill remarked, confidently. “You just wait till her next letter comes, and aee if she ain't flying her colors as @ailant as when ehe sailed out of the cove.” , ¥ wiltrea reflected that his invitation to remain had been sincere; there was Rothing to hurry him back to the Oklahoma country—he would at least @tay until the next letter came, His interest tn Lahoma was, of course, vague and dreamy, founded rather on the fancies of a thousand-and-one nights than upon the actual interview of o brief hor. But the remarkable ebange that had taken possession of ‘Willock at the mention of Gledware's name had impressed the young man profoundly. In that moment all the geniality and kindliness of the huge fellow had vanished, and the great, whiskered face had looked so wild aad dangerous, the giant fists had doubled so threateningly, that long after the brow smoothed and the muscles relaxed it was impossible to forget the ferocious picture. “That's what I'll do,” Wilfred de- clared, settling back in his seat, “I'll ‘wait until that next letter comes.” CHAPTER X. The Warning. OME days later this telegram S for Willock arrived: “The second you get this, Bde for your life. Red Kim- Dall says he can prove everything. WG! explain in letter. LAHOMA.” “Don't say nothing to moe for a epell,” growled Brick, thrusting his “I got to think this out.” “What I want to know is this,” Bill interrupted: “Who and what is this Red Kimball? And if you have to Ride from him, why ain’t you doing bt aid “Z puts it this way, Bill: that the telegram travelled faster than old Red could, 0 no need to hide till to- Bight, though when you deals with Red, it behooves you to have your gun ready against chances. You ‘want to know about Ited Kimball? But I think I'd best wait till Laho- ma’e letter comes, so my story can tally with hers.” ‘When the next letter came from Lahoma, Wilfred Compton and Bill Atkins burried with it to the crevice in the mountain-top, where Willock was in temporary hiding. Compton read the letter aloud, according to agreement. “Dear Brick,” Lahoma began: “By this time you have bidden where no- body can find you, for you've got my telegram and you know I wouldn't have sent it if it hadn't been neces- sary. You believe in me, and, as you would say—how I'd love to hear you! you act ‘according, Well, and I Delieve in you, Brick, and you needn't imagine as lung as you live that any- body. could make me think you any- thing but what I know you to be, the Kindest, most tender-hearted, most thoughtful man that ever lived. Get that fixed in your mind so when I tell what they say about you, you ‘won't care, knowing I'm with you and will believe in you till ¢ +th, “I'm going to skip everything except the part about you, for this letter goes by next mail. There's ever and ever so many other things I'd love to tell you, and I don’t see how I can walt, but I'm going to find out, fer walt I must. Maybe I ought to begin with Mr. Gledware so you'll know More about him when I begin on the main news. “We are at his house now and the powse party tain fullewing. Mr. Giled- The Evening W ware is pressing his auit to Annabel with all his might, and her mother ts helping bi: Nothing stands in the way—for she wante to marry him— except her love for Mr. Edgerton Compton. She told me all about her old romance With Wilfred—you re- member Bim, I guese? She got to liking Edgerton after Wilfred went away because he looked #0 much like Wiitred. Maybe he does, but he ten't the same kind of man. Mr. Edgerton Rae spent all his money On fixing up . the outside of the house, but Wilfred has spent his on the furnishings. Well! If Annabel could change her heart from ono brother to the other Just because Edgerton reminded hi of Wilfred, I guess she won't have very hard time making another trans- fer, especially as Mr. Gledware is travelling her way. “When I love ..nybody, my love is the part of me that comes alive whenever that person is present, or is men- tioned. So how could I slide it from one man to another, any more than the man himeelf could change to an- other mau? “The first time I met Mr. Gledware, he acted in a curious way. Of course 1 was introduced as ‘Miss Willock’ and he started at the name, and at sight of me—two separate little movements Just as plain as anythin; Then he said he had heard the name ‘Willock’ in unusual surroundings, and that my face reminded him of somebody who was dead, That was all there was to it, then. But afterward he beard Anna- | bel call me ‘Lahoma,’ and bis tace turned perfectly white. “The first chance he had after that he sat down to talk to mo in a corner | where we wouldn't be overheard, and | he asked me questions. So, of course, I told about father and mother taking me across the prairie to thé Oklahoma country, and how mother died and father was killed, and I was with the Indians a while and thon was taken to live with my cousin, Brick. He Ustened with his head down, never meeting my eye, and when I had fin- ished all he sald was, ‘Did you ever hear my name before? “And I said I never had. Then be asked if I thought I had ever seen him, for he thought he could remem- ber having seen me somewhere. And I eaid I wasn't sure, I had met so many people, and there was some- thing familiar about him. Then he said he guessed we hadn't ever met unless accidentally on the trail some- where, as he had once been down ifn Texas—and that was all. “I don't like Mr, Gledwai eye because it always looks away from you. He would be considerered a handsome man by anybody not par- ticular about eyes. Afterward I heard about his irip to Texas, Annabel and her mother were talking about Mr. Gledware's past. It seems that once Mr, Gledware and his first wife (I say his first because I look upon Annabel as certain to be the second) joined the Oklahoma boomers and they were attacked by Indians, just as my father and mother were, and they had with them his wife's little girl, for he had married a widow, just as my father had (my stepfather), and there was a terrible battle, And Mr, Gledware— oh, he was so brave! He killed ten Indians after the rest of his party, including hie wife and daughter, had been slain, and he broke through the attacking party and escaped on a Covaright. 191 . by The Pres Publishing Oo, (The New York Wrening World.) have killed him if you, Brick, hadn't knocked down Red and shot bis never be on any kind of terms with brother!’ So, as I listened, out that Mr, Gledware wasn't the hero hadn't saved his life, he claimed to be, but was the man thought s0, you saved; and he is my stepfather; and I was carried away by him and he belonged to Red's gang. But that taken from him by the Indians; but was nothing to bim. ‘And my name, Understand how Red could have the I suppose, {s Lahoma Gledware, at face to come to him about anything, least not as Red Feather had taught but was willing to pay me, Lahoma Willock. And I am no &ll the past bushed up, kin to you, at all, Brick; took me in and cared for me because Claimed as a stepfather by Lahoma! you are Brick Willock, the dearest, The past was over, be said, and La- tenderest friend a little girl ever had dome had & home of ber own, and he are crooked because because you ai he wasn’t killed at all. “I'd rather be kin to you than mar- ried to @ prince. “Red Kimball says you were one of his gang of highwaymen, but I know it isn't true, 80 you don't have to ay wanted to be or not, and Red was But be is determined to be willing to confess everything, in or- revenged on you for killing his ger to have Brick hanged. And the reason ho's waited this long is because he didn't know where you were—good reasc.., isn't it? Tell you how he found out—it all comes from my getting civilized! He's a porter at our Kansas City hotel. So when he heard the men talking about how I had once been he says. Mr. Gledware gave a dread- kidnapped by the Indians, and wrote ¢ul kind of low scream, such os turned nearly évery day to my cousin Brick me sick to hear. Willock, which they thought an odd the cry of a coyote I heard once, name, he guessed the rest. found you just horse—the only one that got away. “He doesn't look that brave. Later, I asked him {f it could be that he was with the wagon “It makes my blood turn cold to think that all the time we were living possible quietly and happily in the cove, that train we awful Red Kimball was hunting for were in, but he said there wasn't any you, meaning to have your life, and Mr. or Mrs. Willock in his party, and in @ way that I'm ashamed to write, no little girl named Lahoma Willock. but must, so you'll know everything. But he's been through what my father He means to have you arrested and went through, and it made kinder to him somehow. “But his eye is bad. Maybe !t got me feel tried for his brother's murder, and he says he can hang you! “And Mr. Gledware is his witness. in the habit of shifting about looking That's why Red Las come after him. for Indians In the sagebrush. Some- You'll think it strange that after his times he seems atill to be looking for gang were about to kill Mr. Gledware Indians. Well, I see where he's right in the prairie that he should come to there, and I'm going to tell you why, ask him to act as witness against which brings me to the biggest news another man, That's what Mr. Gled- yet and why I sent the telegram: ware told him. But Red Kimball an- “1 was sitting, reading, in @ nook gwered that it was all a bluff—they in Mr, Gledware's library, a sort of aq never dreamed of shooting him or alcove where you have a window all nis little girl! to yourself but are shut off rest of the room. I was there when from the «when No-Man's Land was added to Oklahoma, a pardon was offered to two men came in softly and closed »44 Kimball and all his gang if they and locked the door behind couldn't see them, but just starting up to find out what one of them—it was Mr, Gledware— spoke your name, Brick. As soon as 1 heard that name, and particularly j, put what do you think? on account of the way he spoke it, | determined to ‘lay low’ and scout out the trouble, “The other man, I soon fo! Red Kimball; they had about finished them, I as I was it meant would come in and lay down their arms and swear to keep the peace— you see, most of their crimes had been committed where no courts could touch them. Well, all the gang came That terrible Red Kimball swears that you were one of his gang, and that as you didn't come in and surrender your- und, WAS self the pardon doesn't ..pply to you! “It was all I could do to keep from their conversation before coming into stepping right out and telling him you the room, so the first part was lost. were one of the moat peaceable and Mr. Gledware had come for his check- book, and the check was Kimball. Red Kimball used leader of a band of highwa; in Cimarron, when it was No-Man's save Land; it was his band that harmless of men and that you just for Red happened to be riding about when to be the you saw Mr, Gledware's danger, and ymen UD just had to shoot Kansas Kimball to nd my stepfather, You, a attacked highwayman, indeed! I could laugh the wagon train when Mr. Gledware at that, if it didn't make me too mad acted as hero—only, 9 they were dis- guised as Indians, Mr, Gledware didn't know they were such till later, when I think about it, “Then Mr. Gledware talked. He said maybe it was a bluff against bim, “He came on them, afterward, with- that standing bim up against the ut their Ginguises, and they would moon te be abet at, but it waan't ene he was apt to forget, and he could Red; besides, he sald, if Brick Willock he'd always so wouldn't witness against him though he bad no doubt And he couldn't sum to keep he didn't want any ‘complications’ from being was satisfied to be free of her—and he not Would pay Red something to keep the past buried. “Then Red spoke pretty ugly, say- ing it wasn't the past he was anxious to have buried, but Brick Willock. And he said that Mr. Gledware was a witness to the murder, whether he “Then Mr. Gledware, in a cold, un- moved voice, said he must go back to the picnic and ‘Mr, Kimball’ could do as he pleased. “But that wasn't the end. ‘Do you know,’ says ‘Mr. Kimball,’ ‘that Red Feather Is in town, laying for you?’ It reminded me of caught in the trap, that saw Bill com- ing with his knife, The room was as still as death for a little while. I guess they were looking at each other. “At last Red says, pretty slow and calm, ‘Would you like to have that Indian out of the way” Mr. Gled- ware didn’t answer, at least not any- thing I could hear, but his eyes must have spoken for him, for Red went on after a while—— ‘It’s a go, then, Is it? ‘Well, that'll take time—but in a few daye—maybe tn a few hours—I'll deal with the chief. And I want your word that after that’s accomplished, you'll go with me to Greer County and stay on the fob till Brick Willock swings.’” “There was a longer silence than before. It lasted so long and the room ‘was go atill that after a while I almost imagined that they were gone, or that I bad just waked up from a dreadful dream. My nerves all clashed in the strangest way—like the shivering of morning ice on a pool—when Mr. Gledware's voice jagred on my ears. He sald, ‘How will I know?’ “Well, says Red Kimball roughly, ‘how would you know?’ “There was another of those awful silences. Then Mr. Gledware said, ‘When you bring me a pin that he always carries about him I'll know that Red Feather will never trouble me again.’ than be- ‘You mean it'll show you that a dead ‘un, hub?’ ‘I mean what I said,’ Mr. Gledware snapped, as if just rousing himself from a kind of stupor, “*Well, what kind of pin?’ was Kimball's question. “Then Mr. Giedware described the He said it was a emooth-faced rimmed pin of onyx set with And Kimball said boastingly that be would produce that pin, as he was a living man, And Mr, Gledware “Kimball spoke rough fore: That told him if he did he'd go to witness against Brick Willock. 80 both left the room, and pretty soon from the window I saw them going away on horseback in opposite directions. “My poor dear Brick, it seems that there's long trouble before you, but the consciousness of innocence will uphold you, and just as soon as [ do all I can at this end of the trail, by acting as your faithful scout, I'll come out in the open in my war clothes, with my belt well lined with weapons, and we'll defy the world. In the mean time—better keep hid! Goodby. Think of me when the wild wind blows. “Your little girl, LAHOMA, uP, Tell Bill he can still claim his share. “p. P. 8. Got Bill's note of a few lines, read it with the greatest Joy in the world and guessed at the now! He says Wilfred Compton is t What for? LL CHAPTER XI. Brick Makes a Stand. ]S soon as Wilfret had fin- | ished the letter, not without | 4 wry smile over the query concerning himaelf, Bill At- kins exclaime: “Then! Ho! And so she’s no more kin to you, Brick, than to me; and her name's no more Willock than At- kins—and being but «4 stepdaughter to old Sneak, neither is it Gledware. Yet you have everlastingly had your own say about Lahoma, from clalm- ing to be a cousin! I want you to know from this on that I claim as big a@ share in Lahoma as anybody else ‘on this green and living earth.” Tersely, Brick explained his past relations with Red Kimball and the flight that followed Lahom: rescue. “Strange to me,” muttered Bill, bout Red Feather and that sneak- ing Gledware. Wonder how came the Indian with a pin on him that Gledware knew of?” Willock's face was twisted into a sardonic grin. “Guess I could ex- plain that, all right—but I says noth- ing beyond Lahoma's word. I banks on documentary proofs, and other- wise stands technical and arbitrary.” A few days later came another let- ter from Lahoma; “Dear Brick and Bill: This ts the game day I overheard that plot in the library, but it is night, When it was good and dark, Annabel came up to my room where I was watching the road from my window, and she sat down and began talking about go- ing to Hurope, She was all flushed and running over with talk, and after @ while it came clear that sh been engaged to Mr. Gledwar “It seemed to me it would be like fighting behind bushes to tell her what I thought of Mr. Gledware, while I am under his roof and at bis expense, so I opened up matters by talking about Wilfred Compton, 1 told her bow faithful and true Wil- fred has been to her all these years, carrying her letters noxt to his heart, and dreaming of her night and day, and how he came to see me, once, because It had been two years since he'd seen a sure-enough girl, and how I tried to interest him as hard as I could, but he never wanted to come back because bis heart belonged to Annabell t a clou By Robert Minor)?” jee YOO OOK I was running downstairs as lightly | and swiftly ae I could, and out through the door at the end of the side ball that had been left wide open, and I | wag at the summer-house door like & ‘fash. There was a wide path of | moonlight across the concrete floor orid Daily Magazine. Thursday, October 1, 1914 BACK TO THE MOTH BALLS Next Week's Complete Novel in THE EVENING WORLD (A TALE OF RED ROSES By George Randolph Chester This Book on the Stands Will Cost You $1.25. You Get lifer 6 Con TOOOUOO, and right in that glare was @ sight never to be forgotten. about to stab Mr. Gledware to the heart! Red Feather, He held Mr. Gledware by the throat with one hand, and his other hand held the Knife up for the blow. Mr, Gledware lay on his back, and Red Feather had one knee pressed changeable. upon bie breast. In the light, Mr. Gledware’s face was purple and dread- fully distorted, but the Indian looked about as weual—just serious and un- “When BF reached the doorway I blotted out moet of the moonlight and 1 drew back eo Red Feather could ste who I was. He looked up and let go of Mr. Gledware’s throat, but didn't move, otherwise. ‘Red Feather!’ I sald. ‘Give me back that knife.’ “Mr. Gledware, recognising my voice, tried to entreéat me to eave him, but he was half strangled and only meds sounds that turned me faint to know that the man my mother had married was such @ coward. “Red Feather told me that if I came any neat or if I cried for help, he would murder that man and ¢s- cape; but that if I would step into the shadow and listen he'd give his reason for doing It before it was done. So I went across the room from him | to save time, hoping I could persuade him to change his mind. I stood in the shadow, and in @ low voice I re- minded hit of his kindness to me and of our Mindness to him, and I begged for Mr. Giedware's life, “Red Feather asked if f knew Mr. over Edgerton. Gledware was my atepfather, yet hadn't acknowledged it to me. 1 sald yes. He asked if I knew he had de- “After a while she began to cry. sorted my mother’s dead bedy in the but it wasn't over Wilfred, it 48 desert to save his mi rable life, 1 When Wilfred went eaid I knew that, but he had taken away to be & cowboy she lost interest me with him, and he had tried to save and sympathy In him because #8@ me, and I was going to save him. doosn't understand cowboys; they ar@ = “Red Feather shook his head. No, not in her imagination. But bis pe said, I could not save him for he brother Edgerton has always been & would be dead jn two or three min- city man in nice clothes with pleasing ytes—aend then ho dent over Mr. Gled- manners, and if he had money—— But ware, who all this time was afraid what's the use talking? Scems Ike ¢4 move or to make a sound. [ hur- that's the worst wast of time there pied to remind him that he hadn't told can be, and the most aggravating, tO me nis reason for wanting to kill the say If nd-so had money! Bocause if he hasn't got It, somebody else has, but he has the money. “Then I expressed myself. “Then Red Feather aid that when ni eee Prices baler tea that man rode with me among the Awake ipeaahed * Indians, Red Feather's daughter had Gledware has it, He's not the MAD, taien a fancy to bim, and Mr. Gled- ware had married her, and I had You beon kept away from bim so he'd for- know what I think. So does Annabel, get me and not turn his thoughts now. news, when there wasn't any. That's how I made me some toward his own people; and they had The taught me that my name was Willock news is, that Anabel will never for- because they were going to take me give me, and as I'm here solely as her guest, my guesting-time will be brief Mr. Gledware decides tu do, a little shaky. cause 1 couldn't sleep, The to you, Brick. S just long enough to find out What go.ig tne ee ont my mother, Red Feather was watch. “Later—This is midnight, I expect ing you from the mountain and he to leave as soon as I possibly can, but wouldn't kill you because you made probably this letter will get away that grave and knelt down to talk to first, so hero's something new to put the Great Spirit. Afterward, when your mind on; it's rather dreadful. he rode home and found that bis It all happened about an hour ago, daughter and Mr. Gledware were to and you can see that my hand is still be married, he made up his mind that if you succeeded in keeping hidden “T was sitting at my window be- from Red Kimball and his band, you a big would be the one to take care of me. summer house at the far end of the And when two yoars had passed and lawn, all covered there's a walk between dense shrub- bery leading to it from the house. [ xo to that summer house. The first you! with vines, and you were eti!l safe, be brought me to What a gind day that was! “When Red Feather's daughter gucss that's why I didn't see anybody wanted Mr. Gledware's life saved, it And Red Feather gave them thing I did see was Red Kimball come a great stretch of land, and Mr. Gled- out and slip through a little aide gate ware got to be important in the tribe; and hurry along the country road. As he made himeelf one of them, and woon as I saw him, I guessed that he they thought him greater than their and Mr, Gledware had been conspir- own chief, At the end of a few years ing in the summer house. What a there was the great agitation over the chance I had missed to act the good boomers coming to the Oklahoma country, and much talk of the land “But it seemed no use to go down being thrown open. The Indians didn’t sovut! after Red Kimball had left. Gledware hous If Mr, want it done, and they joined together was stiH in the summer- to send some one to Washington to 1 knew he was alone; and tf address Congress on the subject, Mr. he'd returned to the house, all was Gledware was euch an orator that over for the night, I was wondering they thought him trret what new plot they had forined, and selected him, and, for his fe how I was to find out about it, when collected over $50,000, “Of course he didn't go near Wash- my eye was caught by a movement In the hedge that runs down to the side gute, The movement was as slight as possible, but as ington. City’s great boom, tible, so they » they ‘Think of it! It was the time of Kansas He went there there wasn't any and bought up city lots, and sold out breeze, it made me shiver a litue, for at the right time, and that's why he's 1 knew somebody was skulking there. rich to-day. In the meantime, the In- I watched, and pretty soon something dians didn't know what had become passed through quick the gate, ight and of him, and Red Feather's daughter stealthy, Ike the shadow of died from shame over her desertion— Only there wasn't any cloud, just pined away and hid herself from and in the flash of moonlight | saW her people till she was starved to it was our old friend—Red Feather, death. That's why Red Feather “Almost as soon as I recognized meant to kill Mr, Gledware, “When he thd finished, Red Feather jarge Ilac bush, but I had seen what bent over Mr. Gledware and sald to he held in the hand behind his back— him, ‘Me speak all true? Tell La- it was a long, unsheathed knife. The homa—me speak all true?” “And the man whispered feebly, ‘It him, he had disappeared behind a lac bush stood close to the summer house, He fell flat to the ground, and {9 all true—don’t kill me, for God's though I couldn't see him, after that sake, don't kill me—save me, La- I knew he was wriggling his way around the bush, You would have two, for I kept sitting beside the win- how he treat my daughter! dow as if I had been turned to a friend, Lahoma. You know all that, statue of ice. I felt just that cold, too, and yet you tell me not kill him? “*L aay wot Bill bim.’ “Teen you hate my daughter?’ “But maybe I didn’t stay there as Jeng as it seemed. Fires thing I know homa, my child!’ “I begged him not to kill the man. been ashamed of me for @ minute or Red Feather said to me, ‘You hear You my OOO OOK “ ‘My mother could marry big, Feather, and I can beg for his Itt" “He shook his head. ‘No, he die; he leave my daughter te and thie hand do to him what he to her.’ “1 never felt 20 helpless, 60 weak and useless! There f waa, & few yards away, and the maa’ my stepfather; and hie ¢nemy our friend. And not far away the man's big house filled with gw —among them strong men who have overpowered dozens of 1 But what could I do? a “Then I had a thought. ‘Let live, Red Feather,’ I sald, ‘but him of all bis ill-gotten vane Turn him loose in the world wi &@ penny; it'll be punishment You can’t bring back your by killing him; but you can make him | give ing the money from your tribe" | “1 don’t know why I thought of that, and I don't know why it mage Instant appeal to Red Feathers misd. I saw at once that he was gol to consent. All he said Was, him—’ But I knew what he medat. “So I crossed tbe room and down at the man. ‘Mr. Gledware,’ sald, ‘are you willing to give up 4 your possessions in order to save me lite? . “Oh, yes,’ he gasped. ‘A thousand — times, yes! Ged bless you, Labomay’ “*You will deed all your away from you? And surrender that you own money, bonds, stooke and ao forth?’ t “‘My God, yes, yes!’ he walled |= ‘Bave me—oniy 81 me, Lasomal® ©” “I looked at Red Feather. ‘Shall Be make it all over to you?" b “Hed Feather shook hie head. not want his money. Let him all to Red Flower, the daughter Rot ee since he stole our money desert his wife.’ “*Yes, yes, yes,’ moaned ware, ‘I'll give everything te make over everything to her morning, so help me God!—if spare my life, she shall have: evarge thing,’ “All this time Red Feather never moved bis knee from the breast. Now he rose and pointed toward the eagt. ‘The come,’ he sald solemnly. ‘If your word—well! If you Feather—it you kéep back of money, one clod of 4 wheeled about so suddenly with, drawn knife that J thought Be 2 plunging it into the man’s heakt shot down like lightning, but stomped short just before the edge of the touched the miserable coward, “It basn't been an hour came back to my room, Whea Feather alipped away, the only IT asked Mr, Gledware was mother’s maiden name, and the where her people lived. I'm leave here in the morning. ing back where there's room to turn around in, ead alr breathe, where men speak the: because they don't care who'g and shoot quick and straight they have to. I'm coming” where money's mighty seares.,, love's as free and Heaven, where good books and true hearts are many. coming back to the winds don't blow all the under the sand I expect to But I want to live until fe—well, they are welcome to God has made the cove as it {t's for Me and Brick and Bil, 5 night. “LAHOMA, “Just the three of us: Just Brick and Bill: 1 re bo There's oceans of room out tm the Rig” world for everything and hs But in the cove there's room just “Me CHAPTER Xil. Like Lover. IN reaching Chickasha, Wite fred Compton telegraphed, to Kansas City asking hie brother if Lahoma was stilt at Mr. Gledware's houss ta 9 the country. In the course of a few |” hours the reply came that she bed already started home to Greer County, Tex. After reading the mes- sage, Wilfred haunted the station, mot willing to let even the most unprome ising freight train escape o a In a crowd Wilfred was at when he first caught sight of among those descending to thé jam (7 tling platform, He had not kaows how she would look, and she was much changed from the . of fifteen, but he made his way ‘o her 5 side without the slightest healtatiom. “Lahoma!” She turned sharply with o certai®: 5) ease of movement suggesting feartems, freedom. Her eyes looked sti into the young man’s with ing keenness which instantly to pleasure. ‘Why! how glad, to nee you!” she eried, giving hand as they with@réw from “But how did you know mef* (Te Be Continued) —