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As they flung off Will Banion scarce gave a look to his own excited

steed He was first with a hand to Molly Wingate as she sprang lightly

down, anticipating her other cavalier, Woodhull, who frowned, none too

well pleased, as he disht herher roundly, her eyes shining, her cheeks flushed in the

excitement of the hour, the additional excite men She must kiss someone

Yes, the ru school-teacher

could well carry her title as the belle of old Liberty town here on the

far frontier A lovely lass of eighteen years or so, she was, blue of

eye and of abundant red-brown hair of that tint which ever has turned

the eyes and heads ofto shohite, even teeth,

ide enough for coly at the

corners, so that her face seemed always sunny and carefree, were it not

for the recurrent grave, almost somber look of the wide-set eyes in

ht of woularity of the typical frontier woue lands; but

was round and well developed Above the open collar of her brown riding