Boone County Recorder . , for of course shecould not hear. Then both began tolaugh. ____ • verge, toblet trembled in her fingers. Hesnatched tt from her again. My lii-fct glance at yon was fetal. Ido not care that yon are—he hesitatedjust how to word it, deaf and darno,or mute, but finally, as if to make Has cruelly true as possible, lie wrote— dumb. I love you all themore for that. She read and grew pale. She tookthe pencil, but her fingers refused tomove and dropped helpless into herlap Yofi are mistaken. sne am not deaf and dumb. Kawleigh had been so many weeksin keeping
Boone County Recorder . , for of course shecould not hear. Then both began tolaugh. ____ • verge, toblet trembled in her fingers. Hesnatched tt from her again. My lii-fct glance at yon was fetal. Ido not care that yon are—he hesitatedjust how to word it, deaf and darno,or mute, but finally, as if to make Has cruelly true as possible, lie wrote— dumb. I love you all themore for that. She read and grew pale. She tookthe pencil, but her fingers refused tomove and dropped helpless into herlap Yofi are mistaken. sne am not deaf and dumb. Kawleigh had been so many weeksin keeping his passion np to heroinpitch that this announcement, gently,whisperingly made as it was, snappedthe tension with a twang that vmi al-most hysterical. For an instant hewas dumfounded and incredulous. Why—why didnt you talk, then?he stammered, with a foolish laugh. I—dont know, she answered, withconfusion. At first out of mischief,I think. I knew you thought me a SPOLIATION A Rhamefol EPITOMIZED. Heckles* R»-. Isnt it absurd? he speUed slowly mute and it amused his fingers. She nodded gleefully. I have been here more than anhour, she answered rapidly with her lingers, pointing to the goat. Cant we sit down? he asked inpantomime. There was just room, by sitting closetogether, for them to perch upon thetop step. They adjusted themselvesthere as if to consider the situation. Miss »1orc tUc^eo-fin rind re -?-H°ry-f-1 acted into the keenest sense of the ridieulous. Her gray eyes brimmed long must we watt here? to-t-hcir captor. I dont care, with a dash of ex-
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