The Searchlight (Cushing, Okla.), Vol. 3, No. 32, Ed. 1 Wednesday, June 26, 1912 Page: 2 of 14
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DAYLIGHT
$y JACK LONDON
AwtJtor of ** The Call of the IVHd,"
-Whit* Fang," '*Martin
Ed*n." etc-
IDestratioBS by Dearborn MeMll
_ Hmrolah.
"i5. \oth"w^t bdfy wfl
of minors at tho CW _
nnw. He la a niMnl fa^orlU. •
mm4 a pton—r la fib* aew «old
kk ihimit sad bis mlp* but vtaa
uliil of tho district
k H. Burning Daylight lUM
%i>Mw tbo mail with Ami
• Ulto bto frleada that tM
• gold atrlko will soon bo «•
ttoMo to bo In
It at tbo start,
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Sown tbo rroasa
attendant*
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la tbo cray U*ht to son*.
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rapid nut aoroas oountiy
tppoan at tbo Tirol) and
r Awactirlatk ootobratlon.
there
Ha
i a raoord asalnat oold and «■»
and to now raady to Jtoln vm
i a daab to tho now void HaWla
ER IT.-Harntob daoldaa where
rill bo toond tn tho ap-rtver dis-
bars two tono
■ win bo worth Ho weight m
ro tho msthi to ooor.
atoklnaT'otbor
TL—Harafeh mafcaa fortvao
. One luaky Invaatneut
raat a great oeublnatloa
jwri.-ssifcX1 S
•^jrflsj'jSarS
by tbo^ngaoay magnates of
Md c """1
af.
„ him Into a Mf
and tho Alaskan ptonoor
tho feewttdwlag oo»-
Vm.-PayHft>t la baaoaod
tn and ft
non
iSa" airron mlTilow
that ho
IX.—Confronting his port-
a rorohror In onaraotorlono
. stylo, ha threat oris to kill thorn
_ monoy to not rstnmod. Thsy ai*
i Into aotMnlaolon. return thalr stoai-
aol Barntob arooa baok to San FTaa-
«Mh hta "mibwIwi
X.—DayH*ht maota his fats
_ _ __iaon, a pretty stonorraphw
a u rippledwroth sr. whom sh« orrss
Harmsh to mooh attracted towards
and Intorootad la hor family affairs.
PTWK XI.—Ho booomaa an element
jo Investments on tho Paclflo coast
n(s Into ths political rtn*. For a
no J * "
_ «.
„j noa to Inspect ona of his
In the ooontry and momentarily la at-
prop^r
back to tho old llfa on the lono-
tratt.
[Arm XJT—Deyllght jrets doeper
■ Into high flnanoe In 8an Fran-
makaa freanent runs Into ths
_jQS ret tins close to natura, bat
mind is still In the speculation trend,
often, however. the lonrtng for the
life wall nigh overcomes htm.
"CHAPTER XITT.—Dode Mason buys a
rso and Deyllght meets her In her
idle tripe. He beirlns to Indulge tn
■aback riding and manatee to get ta-
bor company quite often.
CHATTER XTV — One day Daylight
4lks Dede to go with him on nnc more
rldo. his purpose being to nek her to m«r-
.ft hliti. and they center away, she trying
MP analyse her feelings.
nnlafaftd lief worK wTTh Tilra,
i and was gathering her Dote pad
ltd pencils together to depart, whon
Hm said:
"Oh, one more thing. Miss Mason,
§wA i hope you won't mind my being
frank and straight out. You've struck
right .along as a sensible-minded
kiri, and I doi?t fniTik youT. take 01-
fense at wbat I'm going to say. You
know how long you ve teen in the of-
fice—jt's years, now. several of them,
anyway; and you know I've always j
been straight and aboveboard with;
you. I've never what you call—pre- J
suraed. Because you were in my office
I've tried to be more careful than if j
—if you wasn't in my office—you un- ^
derstand. But Just the same, it don't
make me any the less human. I m
a lonely sort of a fellow—don't
take that as a bid for kindness. What
I mean by It is to try and tell you
just how much those two rides with
you have meant. And now I hope you
won't mind my just asking why you
haven't been out riding the last two
Sundays?"
She played nervously with a pencil
for a time, as if debating her reply,
while he waited patiently.
•This riding," she began; "it's not
what they call the right thing. I
leave it to you. You know the world.
That's the trouble. It's what the
world would have to say about me
and my employer meeting regularly
and riding in the hills on Sundays.
It's funny, but It's ho. I could ride
with one of the clerks without re-
mark, but with you—no."
"I.ook here. Miss Mason," said Day-
light. "I know you don't like this
talking over of things in the office.
Neither do I. It's part of the whole
thing, I guess; a man ain't supposed
to talk anything but business with his
rtenographer. Will you ride with me
next Sunday, and we can talk it over
thoroughly then and reach some sort
*of a conclusion. Out in the hills is
the place where you can talk some-
thing besides business. I guess you've
seen enough of me to know 1 m pretty
sauare. 1—I do honor and respect
you, and. . . and all that, and I
..." He was beginning to floun-
der. and the hand that rested on the
desk blotter was visibly trembling,
lie strove to pull himself together.
"I just want to harder than anything
ever in my life before. I—I I can *
explain myself, but I do, that's all.
Will you—Just next Sunday? To-
morrow?"
Nor did he dream that her low ac-
quiescence was due, as much as any-
thing else, to the beads of sweat on
his forehead, his trembling hand and
his all too-evident general distress.
"Of course, there's no way of tell-
ing what anybody wants from what
they say." Daylight rubbed Bob's re-
bellious ear with his quirt and pon-
dered with dissatisfaction the words
he had Just uttered. They did not
say what he had meant them to say.
"What I'm driving at is that you say
flat footed that you won't meet me
again, and give your reasons, but how
am I to know they are your real rea-
sons? Mebbe you Just don't want to
get acquainted with me, and won't say
eo for fear of hurting my feelings.
Don't you see? I'm the last man in
the world to shove In where I'm not
wanted. And if I thought you didn't
care a whoop to see anything more of
mo. why I'd clear out so blamed quick
you couldn't see me for smoko "
It had been a happy day. Daylight
had met her on the back-road from
Berkeley, and they had had hours to-
gether. It was only now, with the
dav drawing to a close and with them
approaching the gatw of the road to
Berkeley, that he had broached the
Important subject.
She began her answer to his last
contention, and he listened gratefully.
"But suppose, Just suppose, that the
reasons I have given are the only
ones?—that there is no question of
my not wanting to know you?
"Then I'd go on urging like Sam
Scratch," he said quickly. "Because,
vou see, I've always noticed that toiks
that incline to anything are much
more open to hearing the case Btated.
But If you did have that other season
up your sleeve, if you didn't want to
know if If you thought
rii7 Te< SngB oufe'ntn i to be nurt just
because vou had a good job with me.
" Here, his calm consideration
of a possibility was swamped bv^ the
fear that It was an actuality, and he
lost the thread of his reasoning.
"Well, anyway, all you have to do 18
to say the word and I'll clear out.
And with no bard feelings; it would
be jtist a case of bad luck for me. So
be honest. Miss Mason, please, and
tell me if that's the reason—I almost
fot a hunch that it Is."
"Oh. but that isn't fair." she cried.
"You give me the choice of lying to
you and hurting you in order to pro-
tect myself by getting rid of you, or
of throwing away my protection by
telling you the truth, for then you, as
you said yourself, would stay and
urge."
Daylight smiled grimly with satis-
faction.
"I'm real glad. Miss Mason, real
glad for those words."
"But they won't serve you," she
went on hastily. "They can't serve
you. I refuse to let them. This is our
ia^t ride, and . . . here is the gate."'
Ranging her mare alongside, she
bent, slid the catch, and followed the
opening gate.
"So; please, no," she said, as Day-
light started to follow.
HuujHv ffoniescent. he pulled Bob
bacK, and the gate swung shut be-
tween them. But there was more to
say, and she did not ride on.
"Listen, Miss Mason," he said, in a
low voice that shook with sincerity;
"I want to assure you of one thing.
I'm not just trying to fool around with
you. I like you, I want you, and I
was never more earnest in my life.
There's nothing wrong in my inten-
tions or anything like that. What I
meis is strictly honorable—"
But the expression of her face made
him stop. She was angry, and she
was laughing at the same time.
Dede Mason had quick, birdlike
ways, almost flitting from mood to
mood; and she was all contrition on
the instant.
"Forgive me for laughing." she said
across the gate. "It wasn't really
laughtsr. I was surprised ofT my
guard, and hurt. too. You see, Mr.
Harnlsh, I've not been . .
She paused, in sudden fear of com-
pleting the thought into' which her
birdlike precipitancy had betrayed
her.
"WThat you mean is that you've not
been used to such sort of proposing,"
3
ll greater confidence, wUTi coo.er
head and tongue.
'There, you see, you prove my case.
You've had experience in such mat-
ters. I don't doubt you've had slath-
ers of proposals. WTell, I havenH, and
I'm like a fish out of water. Besides,
this ain't a proposal. It's a peculiar
situation, that's all, and I'm in a cor-
ner. I've got enough plain horae-
sense to know a man ain't supposed
to argue marriage with a girl as a rea-
son for getting acquainted with her.
And right there was where I was In
the hole. Number one, I can't get ac-
quainted with you in the office. Num-
ber two. you say you won't see me
out of the office to give me a chance.
Number three, your reason is that
folks will talk because you work for
me. Number four, I Just got to get
acquainted with you, and I just got to
get you to see that I mean fair and
all right. Number five, there you are
on one side the gate getting ready to
go, and me here on the other side
the gate pretty desperate and bound
to say something to make you recon-
sider. Number six, I ssld it. And
now and finally, I just do want you to
reconsider."
He was such a boy, this big giant
of a millionaire who had half the rich
men of San Francisco afraid of him.
Such a boy! She had never imagined
this side of his nature.
"How do folks get married?" be
was saying. "Why, number one. they
meet; number two, like each others
looks; number three, get acquainted;
and number four, get married or not,
according to how they like each other
after getting acquainted. But how in
thunder we're to have a chance to find
out whether we like each other
enough is beyond my savvee, unless
we make that chance ourselves. 1 d
come to see you. call on you, only I
know you're jurt rooming or boarding,
and that won't do."
"It's getting late now, anyway,"
D?ylight hurried on, "and we've set-
tled nothing at all. Just one more
Sunday, anyway—that's not asking
much—to settle it in."
She gathered the reins into her
hand preliminary to starting.
"Good night," she said, "asu—"
"Yes," he whispered, with Just the
faintest touch of imperativeness.
"Yes," she said, her voice low but
distinct.
At the same moment she put the
mare Into a canter and went down the
road without a backward glance, in-
tent on an analysis of her own feel-
ings.
A standing reward
be paid for the air*
viction of any thief
stealing anything of
any member in
local 679 A. H.
Leroy BellJ
C. E. Bell,
$25.00 Standing
person or perso:
my hounds, on
4, 1911.
W. R. Reynolds,]
S. P. Roles, Sec
thii
iboul
lohn
in \
Sand Bear Lodge
H. T. A., will pay j 6 ha
$25.00 for arrest an >s-» ]
of any party guilty ch >
any membor of this s
C. E. Winter,
One
e, no
lot c
Wood Reserve lot
will give $50.00 rev '
rest and conviction
steeling anything of
from any member in
ing
goo
re^
md !
victi
G.
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' C. N. Norris, fcl * 8'
P. C. Hackenbui _ „
£25.C
CHAPTER XV.
Life at the office went on much th*
way it had always gone.
In spite of their high resolve, there
was a very measurable degree of the
furtive in their meetings. In essence,
these meetings were stolen. They did
not ride out brazenly together in the
face of the world. On the contrary,
they met always unobserved, she rid-
ing across the many-gated backroad
.from Berkeley to meet him halfway.
Nor did they ride on any save unfre-
quented roads, preferring to cross the
second range of hills and travel among
Wichita Valley Lt J1' 1
A. No 793, offers $ >rd^
return of any pro|Jn8°
from any member
in good standing,
for arrest and convii "rer
J. P. Anderso e e"
Luther L. Sei p? f."
ncti
A standing rews W 11
will be paid by Gi A-
No 328 for the an •
viction of any pari [ ^
who commit a felos
member in this loc
standing.
or
,gne
UlU^. f -
A. A. Frisbiejf? —*
Otto B. Burst, I » do
$150.00 Reward
for the arrest am
party or parties/
Bro Otto Burst jac
be paid by Bro
$50.00 by Local No
A. A. Frisbie,
Otto B. Burst,
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"1°
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Ml Like You, I Want You and I Never
Was More Earnest In My Life."
Daylight said; "a sort of on-the-run,
•Howdy, glad-to-make-your-acqualnt-
ance, won't-you-be-mine' proposition."
She nodded and broke into laughter,
in which he joined, and which served
to pass the awkwardness away. He
gathered heart _at this. and. wentL-°n-
scarcely Tiav<j recognized even Day-
light from his newspaper photographs.
He found Dede a good horsewoman—
good not merely in riding, but In en-
durance. There were days when they
covered sixty, seventy, and even
eighty miles; norjjii Dede ever claim
any day too long, nor—another strong
recommendation to Daylight—did the
hardest day ever see the slightest
chafe of the chestnut sorrel's back.
"A sure enough hummer," was Day-
light's stereotyped but ever enthusias-
tic verdict to himself.
\To be continued)
Indpendence
815, will pay a stai>
of $10.00 for petty
$50.00 for Grand
arrest and convictio J
stealing from any
crs.
H. W. Wagermi
R. B. Kelley, Se
H 15 Vf,
mt
A reward of $501
given by Sub-ordei
the, arrest and coni
person stealing an; t
value of Grand law
member of No 790 i
iug. Z. R. Mitche"
Ben F. Neely,
Lone Star Lodge
Sub-order No 851
night on or before
of each month. *
A roward of $!'
paid for the arre*
tion of any p«rson
any crime on
in good stan
meanor up,
consideration of
John 0.
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Green, E. M. The Searchlight (Cushing, Okla.), Vol. 3, No. 32, Ed. 1 Wednesday, June 26, 1912, newspaper, June 26, 1912; Cushing, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc284948/m1/2/: accessed April 18, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.