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FOR RUBE'S SAKE. I Worktop hours W-I:1AS over in the Great White Canyon. Mary Vetcer pulled down the little window of the post-otHce of inch .lie was mi«tcre*«, swept the contents of the narrow counter into a drawer, which she locked; then pinning a broad-teave-d hat above the Orowll curls that clustered about her brow, shs pa'wed out of her log ca.bítr into the sweet evening air. As she reached the low fence which ran before her house a hurried footstep sounded tlu'ough tiie gathering gloom, and a man's voice attui: "Is that you, Mary. my girl? You look little Buce tiia-n a ghost unUer the shadow of those bushes." "You're kept your promise, dearest, and come to see ine," she cried, as she threw herself into the arms of her lover. Reuben Ha!->_• kis<5^ti the red lips so frankly offered him beioie hfe spoke. Yes, Mary. I've kept my promise, but I've coma to say good-bye." God-bye—good-bye? You're going a.wa.y? You're going to leave me—your sweetheart—your wife that is to •? My dear little girl, don't cry—don't grieve. Y Qu've been my sweetheart, faithful »cd true. but we can never marrv." The strong man's VMoa broke and died into silence. "Go on tell me the worst," sobbed the girl m hie arms. Li8ten. dear. You know that lately fcotags have gone wrong with me. The bit o money a Ve saved for our wedding in the fail wag stoten, and then the cabin d built for yoa down by the Blue Pools was burnt. I StiH, there was the farm stock and your littie purse of savings left, but the drought has killed the stock and—oh, Mary, how can 1 tell Mary drew apart from her lover and steadied her trembliog form against the garden fence. Someone has robbed vou of the money I gave you. Dh, my poor "bov" She stretched forth her pitving hands to- wards the man before her. who only bowed his head and shuffled lus> feet in the thick white dust. "Tell me, Reuben. tell me how it hap- pened. Ah, surely, you are not thinking I ahaU blame you for such a misfortune," and once more she crept to his sKle. But Reuben thrust her from him. "'Twas no misfortune; 'twas a crime. Your little savings, those few coins you've starved and scraped to keep lie there." He pointed with his lean, brown hand down the canyon to where, amidst a dense mass of foliage, a few liglm twinkled. Mary staggered. "Down there ? At Ffolliett's! I lost it all at faro last night." For a moment no sound but the evening breeze whimpering among the creepers and bushes and the harsh note of a night bird broke the silence. 1"hs a woman's voice, tender and low and full of tears, murmured, "Rube, dear Rube, I forgive you." Don't. Mary, don't! I'd rather you would strike me The stars twinkled their diamond eyes on the man and girl as they said farewell. For Reuben had settled to leave the ca-nyou that night. "Bill Redfern, One-eyed Sammy, and Joe, the Portttguee, are going, too. We're all broke, and maybe will starve out there." and he waved his hand towards the wide forest land of Arizona, as in this canyon here. Don't sob so, my girl, you'll break my heart. I'm not worth a tear from your pretty eyes or a choke in your white throat. But. Mary. you might pray for me sometimes, and when you're married to a good chap as don't go to FfoIhettV and neglect his farm for the tables and the bar, think of me-e, who loved you, bat was not worthy to have you." Reuben Has*;I and hía companions had been gone f-o*n the Greet White Canyon for a WooK, Marv's cfoeeks, never very full of øùllr, had grown pale and heavy, and bus- lines beneath her large ->yes told of sleepless nights and many tears. Yet Paul HardSng-—Beauty" Paul, M he waa called in the Cftonyon-thoaght lie had rtever seen Mary look lovelv as he clat- teored up to the door of the post-office one morning and asked the young post-mistress tf there was anything for him. "Xcthing tor you to-day." Yet Paul seemed loth to go. He pulled his long, tawny moustache, jingled his spurred boots upon the floor, and contmued to ijtare through the pisteon-hole window a.t the girl, us she flitted about her irsnial bnsme?-; "Anytb.tng I can do for you?" she asked him presently. "No," Paul said slowly, taking in every detail of the girl's pretty figure, deW in a eotton frock of gentian blue. But might I speak to you one minute—privately?" You can say what you've got to say where you are." He stared silently, first at his boots, and as his eyes wandered up they lit on the snowy shelves of bright utensils and shining sauce- pans which lined the walls. How different you keep the pLaee froai what a man ? shanty ic< But he stayed his compliments. You live down by the Blue Pools, don't fou?" "Ye* next to Reuben Halse till his place was burnt out. and he camo to mv shanty. I jaw Rube three days back." "You saw Rube?" Mary ciasped her hands above her heart. Yes. He and his chumg passed through Long Tom's ranch. I've been out there this two months' past, helping hiiD bT3.UO Mà count the cattle. Rube told me tL;.¡,t. yon and he had parted, and the reason why. ".Be asked me tu look after you a. bit. You -*ee, we ve heei. good pals, and I'd like to do hi-oa a turn now he's gone under. You will let me look after vou now and again, won't yoo. for Rube's sate?" The handsome cowboy, tall, and strong as a< giant, clad in the picturesquely rough clothes of his calling, bent like a reed before the tiny, b!ue-clad figure of the post-mistress, who laid a slender white hand in his great palm and Ufted her violet eyes to his dark ones. "Surely. PauG Harding, for Rube's sake, ■jot. may look after me when I can't look after myself. I It was for Rube's sake that the following Sunday Paul dressed himself in bis best, brought a little two-wheeled cart, gay wth boUs arKJ bright colours, to Mary's door and a.sk"r! he to drive oat with him. The da/ was fair, and "Beauty" Paul arrived her with stories of Bube, and whan they came to an end he told her of his own home, in the heart of a. gMe-li country in England He made her laugh with his tales of college life, and shudder with h;s descriptions of the campaign in Egypt, which he had! gone through. On^y he did not tell her how he an English gentleman and a. gallant officer, I came to be loafing and drinking and gambling away his days a.nd his health in Great White Canyon. The next Sunday Mary shut herself within her log cabin, and neither the bine ;:kv nor the gav cart and smartly caparisoned horpe. nor "feeauty'" Paul himself coukl wheedle her out. She would not be <een. she said -tern-Iy, with one of Ffolliott'a lot. She, however, repented and forgave him on his promise to amend for her sake. As weeks a.nd months went by and the green of the canyon changed to red and' gold. Paul found that if he was to 'look after" Ma-ry he had to give up the saloon." And. indeed, for a space Ffolliott's knew him not till one October morning ins allow- ance -the money which bought hie family freedom from his" disgraceful presence—arrived from England. For the next week Ffolliott ? was a. pan- demoniurn, with the "Beauty" as a presiding <tena or» Mary heard of it and refused to speak or look at him. Then it was that he flung hltn- «*ff before her one day and prayed her to save hi- f-om that which he was powerless to pave himself from—drink and dice and bad ^An^shTdid what otVr good women h^ve done before her and will do asrain. ^he her hand in his, and. with her aeart £ i!! of Rube Haise, she promised to marry for her soul's sake. The eve of their marriage day arrived, ftrul ah it Paul's allowance from England The and the opportunity snegeated a oa'o'JW. Mid Paul informed the .he rrould be standing treat at RoU^tta tfe^-t J* f™* j^farv's health with every m-nmn the plaoe- "P he -s also Ml tag '7 ^i,rSr before him on the table and ,A Jse was ju?t proposing another round in k Mary's honour when big Bill Redfern strode in and was greeted with a. shout of "alloo, Bill, you back What luck pard!" "Luck, my lads I leave luck to fools and dead beats. I've been working, and. thank God, I've worked for something. I've put my sweat and muscle into the ground and I've struck ore None of your dUKt or pockets, but a vein as broad as an ox's back and its long as a river, and so I've come back with P^ube" Paul looked up with a start. Here was he drunk in a gambling hell or the eve of his Paul looked up with a start. Here was he drunk in a gambling hell or the eve of his marriage with Mary, and Rube had oome back. "What did you say!" he muttered. "I said Rube and I had come back. Bu-t don't let me disturb your game. Come, come, have a drink I'm standing treat, and as to Rube, here's his health and Marys ''I'm standing treat!" shouted Paul, spring- ing up. "Have a dlinkwith me?" And witr this he flung his liquor in Bill's face and made a rush at him. A pistol flashed, a blue puff of smoke died in the hot air, and "Beauty" Paul lay stone dead on Ffolliett's floor. Some of them went up to the post-office to break the new? to Mary. There wrvs a light in the window, and by it they saw Rube and her sitting talking. Quietly and with bowed heads they left the cottage and re- turned to Ffolliett's without fulfilling their mission. Next day a rough-and-ready jury having I considered aill the circumstances of the case, and with due appreciation of Bill Redfern's prowess as a dead shot, decided that Pad I had courted on purpose a certain death, ar.d they returned a verdict of Suicide while of unsound mind."—Chicago Times.

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