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"Shet up!" she said, quietly; and his voice died instantly

"Yes, I'oin' ter kill ye this time,

Tam'rack, unlessen ye makes 'in, so help oin' ter shoot"

Taroveled before a

girl--but he was to be spared That was the essential thing

"I promises," he said, and turned, much sobered, to the door

Sally stood for a while, listening until she heard the slopping hoof-

beats of his retreat, then she dropped li straight ahead, with a dazed and almost

mortal hurt in her eyes It was a trance-like attitude, and the gesture

hich she several times wiped her calico sleeve across the lips

his kisses had defiled, seemed subconscious At last, she spoke aloud,

but in a far-away voice, shaking her head ht," she said "Samson won't hardly come back

Why would he come back?"

The normal huulated by the nu been almost es were rushing in upon it that under their pressure it ive away

He was saved froht by a sanity which

illing to assied to the future Just now, all was olden virtue, and what out of brazen

vice, did not as yet concern hi neorlds

The boy from Misery was presently less bizarre to the eye than many of

the unkempt bohearrulously over the end and aim of Art, which they spelled

with a capital A--and, for theof He retained,

except within a small circle of intimates, a silence that passed for

taciturnity, and a soleotish his conversation gradually

sloughed off h of the mountaineer

stood out to lend to his personality a savor of the crudely picturesque

Meanwhile, he drew and read and studied and walked and every day's

advancean by