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THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 10, 1936 THE HERMISTON HERALD, HERMISTON, OREGON. If you ride this trail as often as I do." “I've been away—down at Medicine Bend. How long is it since that day?" “Oh. 1 haven't an Idea. It was an awfully hot day, as I remember. Wasn't it?" “I can’t remember a thing about the weather. If I measured the time by my feelings, it would be about three years. “How perfectly ridiculous!” pouted Jane. "What 1 was afraid of was, you'd gone back to Chicago and I'd never see you again. Then I figured that if you went back to Chicago, I’d look there next winter for a circus Job and try to get Into the same show with you.” She looked at him, frankly amused. “Now wasn’t that nice of you? Really, Mr. Denison, you make me perfectly ashamed of myself. Will you get mad now If 1 confess again? No. yon mustn't. I just won’t have it. But—I was kid ding about being a circus rider. It was some of our crazy cowboys start "Why. nobody.” “Ben Page said you rode back with ed that.” He repressed a smile. She saw it. a man.” "What amused you?" she asked. So she had been discovered. No mat “Nothing at all.” ter. “Oh, that man !" she exclaimed, “Oh, yes It was. What? tossing her head. “He was just some “You won’t get mad?” body from the Reservation, going to “Oh.’’ she responded airily, “1 never Sleepy Cat." get mad." In the meantime her rebuffs had not “Well, I knew you were kidding be shaken the constancy of her foreman cause that time you rode up to Spring admirer, McCrossen. He made continued Ranch, I happened to see you come appeal for her favor—so marked once down the valley. It was after I’d heard in a while as to make her angry. She these stories about circus riding. J could hardly get away from him, but said to myself, ‘If that young lady ever his conversations, his suggestions, and rode In a circus, they'd have to tie his persistence got on Jane’s nerves. her on.' " Whenever McCrossen was going to Jane didn’t like It—no girl could. ride over the ranch, Jane was not so But it gave her precisely the opening riding. When he was riding to town, she wanted. “Now,” she said with an Jane was riding over the ranch. In attempted laugh, “It’s my turn, and I fact, chiefly to be rid of him, Jane hope you won’t get mad." spent much time in the saddle. And “Try me—nothlng’d make me mad.” she developed a particular liking for Then, “You mustn’t bate me because the bill trail to town; she usually rode I am not someone you might have that way, either coming or going. What thought I was. I am Jane Van Tam impressed itself on her was that riding bel. My name Is Jane—not Marie. I the bill road alone was not quite so ex know you and Father haven’t got citing as the first time she had ridden along . . .” It with i guide. But what had become They were jogging on, side by side. Then he looked over at her with an of her guide? She controlled her Impatience until expression she had not before seen she could do so no longer. Starting one in a man’s eyes. “1 certainly won’t day to town with Bull Page, Jane ever hate yon,” he said very slowly. asked discreetly about their neighbor, “I Just—couldn’t” this man Bill Denison. She had heard so much about him that she'd begun CHAPTER V to wonder what he looked like! “Why, Miss Jane,” answered Bull, Two days passed. Jane ordered up " ’cordin' to what I hear, Bill's been her pony. “What’s takln’ you into down to Medicine Bend on his law town today?" asked McCrossen sus suit.” piciously. “But why need a man go down to Bull came up wth the pony. Jane Medicine Bend for a lawsuit, when tossed the question: "I forget some er there are courts In Sleepy Cat?” rands the other day. I shan’t be gone "Well, this Is before the ü. S. Land long.” Otlice; that's different." Suddenly Bull, “Who’s goin’ with you?” "No one. The boys are busy. I don’t need the wagon today.” She had ridden some two miles to ward town, when a turn In the trail brought In sight a man riding out of the woods, lie checked his horse and waited for Jane. His face was ex- pectant. Jane’s cheeks flushed In spite of her self. “I hope I haven't kept you wait ing long," she stammered. He smiled and shook his head as If perfectly sat isfied. “I came early,” be confessed. "But I’d have hung around all night for this and not thought it long. Are we going up in the hills?” “Not today. We—at least I—am go ing Into town.” Jane had private feel ings of reserve about riding Into the hills with Bill Denison. “In the hills we might get lost," she suggested, naively. “I might; but not In the way you mean. I’m lost right now. I’ve been lost for two days. Something came Into my life two days ago that I hope will keep me dreaming the rest of my life." “Don’t talk nonsense.” "You don't dare ask what I was dreaming about?” “Was it about another dreamer?” "It was.” “Who Was the Man That Brought “I know who, then.” He looked at You Home?" Asked McCrossen. her with pathetic hope. "It was about peering down the trail, straightened McCrossen,” she added heartlessly. “Never! It was—” up, “Why, there's Bill, right now, on “Let’s gallop," she exclaimed, cut his way to town. The critter’s back." ting him squarely off. "I feel just like “Where Is he? Oh. I see. The man riding fast. I can beat you to that big that Just rode around the bend?" Jane pine !" did some fast and bohl thinking. She When she pulled up after a brisk looked In her purse. "Bull !” she ex claimed In fancied alarm, “I’ve forgot run, her face was flushed, her eyes ten to bring Quong’s grocery list for dancing, her lips parted In laughter. the kitchen. I'm afraid you'll have to Denison was Just behind her. "Why, you didn't race at all,” she complained, ride back after It.” She was soon within speaking dis looking around at him “Why didn't tance of the horseman ahead. Over you try to pass me Instead of sticking at my heels all the time?" taking him, she slackened her pace. "If I passed you, how In the world "Good-morning," she said stiffly. Denison looked around, checked his could I see you? I wish It was fifty horse, touched his hat, and returned miles more to Sleepy Cat—don't you?” "No.” the greeting. But he was plainly con- “Well, don't you wish it was just a fused, and Jane was correspondingly pleased. "We meet again," she said few miles farther?" “No.” with a superior air. "And this time “Not even two miles?” I’m not lost.” “No." “I’m afraid I am, this time,” be said “Well, one mile then?" slowly. “Well. Maybe a mile." "How so?" “Say two.” “Well, It happened I was just think “What a persistent tease! Well— ing about the other times we met, and wondering whether I’d ever see you two, then. And no more." again, when yon dropped down out of "We could make It two by riding a the sky on me Just now. It took my little farther Into the hills." breath. On your way to town? So am “You might ride up that way by I. Do you mind If I ride along with yourself." you?" “I'm Just a groom. I have to follow “I might mind If yon didn't In fact. my mistress.” If you don't mind a confession, I hur “Oh, no! We mustn’t ride Into town ried a little to catch up. You were so together. You gallop ahead.” kind before—” “Nothing at all—" Jane lunched that day at Dr. Car- “—and you gave me such good advice py’s hotel, hoping she might see Carpy that 1 haven't been lost since. But I himself. Fortune favored her. The do feel safer, riding with company. So doctor was In the office when she came. thank you again—if you're not terribly “By the way, Doctor," she said, "I tired of being thanked." rode Into town, part of the way, this "Just as much as you like. If you'll morning with a neighbor of ours who remember you're thanking me for noth doesn't bear a vary favorable reputa ing. 1 was afraid you'd gone back to tion at Gunlock, but—" Chicago.” “What's his name?" “Where have you been all this time? "Bill Denison." 1 certainly couldn't have missed you. (TO BE CONTiyVtD) any daytime occasion and the sort to give you the ultimate in satis faction. Make it yourself, sending today for Barbara Bell Pattern No. 1928-B designed for sizes 14, 16, 18, 20, 32, 34, 36, 38, 40 and 42. Size 16 requires just 4 yards of 39- inch fabric, with short sleeves. Send 15 cents in coins. Send for the Fall Pattern Book containing 100 Barbara Bell well- planned, easy-to-make patterns. 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Visiting her father In the hospital, Jane Is warned to be wary of McCrossen's hon esty, but her father urges her to be nice to him. Later McCrossen tries to woo her, but Is sharply rebuffed. Once again Jane loses her way in the hills and meets Denison. CHAPTER IV—Continued —7— “Did you like circus work?" she asked offhand. “Can't say 1 did. 1 never worked in a circus except that one season. It was only because I needed money bad, and It was big money to me. Then the lawyers got It all. Here's the fork for Gunlock Ranch.” He pointed. They were at the part ing of their ways. A saucy impulse seized Jane. She was given to Im pulses and to doing whatever thing flashed Into her head. She checked her horse, lifted her forearm, and un clasped the bracelet. "Since you’ve been so kind—" The man had halted bls horse. "Nothing at all !” he protested. “—I'd like you," she went on, paying no attention to his disclaimer, “to have a souvenir—this bracelet.”' She held it out to him. He looked flabbergasted. “For what?” he stammered. Ills embarrassment seemed to com municate itself to Jane—she could not have told why. "I’m grateful for your putting me on my way today, and that other night when 1 got lost, if you re member," she went on. He swallowed. She was secretly de lighted with bls confusion. "Well, that certainly is mighty kind,” he said halt ingly. “Hut 1 couldn't accept such a beautiful thing for doing nothing at all.” “I’ve got hits of bracelets." “But sometime I've got to find some thing 1 can really do for you.” She laid the bracelet In his out stretched hand. “1 certainly thank you a thousand times.” His slow response left no doubt of what he felt. Her alm now was to escape his protestations. He put on his hat. She started to go. “Please!” he exclaimed, raising his hand. She stopped. Her guide's brow rutiled a little In perplexity. “What Is It?" she asked, supercil- lously Impatient. He took Ids hat off again. “Would It be polite,” be ventured, “to ask your name?” “Tell me yours again," she said. “Bill Denison.” She allowed her horse to turn Into the ranch trail. Denison snt motion- less, hat In hand, but looking directly at her. "You haven't told me your name yet." be remonstrated quietly. "Oh I it's Marie. Good-bye!" Not till after she had parted from Denison and whs riding alone with her thoughts did Jane begin to feel really frightened. This was the man of whom she hnd heard lurid tales of rustling, an enemy of lier father's, near-outlaw generally—Bill Denison. She drew a long breath, thinking over her encounter with the redoubt able Bill; what she had said to him and how she hud said It; what he had said to her and how he bad said It; re calling his general appearance, his easy manner In the saddle, his peaceable features, and at Inst his brown eyes As she drew near the ranch house, she resolutely dismissed him from her mind, or thought she did. 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