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Why, Glenn certainly wanted you to stack up against the real thing!" "Flo, he did not want me to come on the trip, and especially here," protested Carley. "Shore I know. But he let you." "Neither Glenn nor any other man could prevent me from doing what I wanted to do." "Well, if you'll excuse me," drawled Flo, "I'll differ with you. I reckon Glenn Kilbourne is not the man you knew before the war."
"Oh, I'm sorry," returned she haltingly, somehow checked in her warm rush of thought. "Stanton?... Did he quit too?" "Yep. He sure did." "What was the trouble?" "Reckon because Flo made up to Kilbourne," replied Charley, with a grin. "Ah! I I see," murmured Carley. A blankness seemed to wave over her. It extended to the air without, to the sense of the golden sunset. It passed.
I hated to tell you this, Lee, but you made me." "Flo, you love me an' him two men?" queried Stanton, incredulously. "I shore do," she drawled, with a soft laugh. "And it's no fun." "Reckon I don't cut much of a figure alongside Kilbourne," said Stanton, disconsolately. "Lee, you could stand alongside any man," replied Flo, eloquently.
So might any man have been justified in his insult to her, in his rejection of her. Haze Ruff had found her unfit for his idea of dalliance. Virgil Rust had found her false to the ideals of womanhood for which he had sacrificed all but life itself. What then had Glenn Kilbourne found her? He possessed the greatness of noble love.
Joseph E. Willard, C. Vernon Ford, Charles and Fay Kilbourne, and Dr. W. P. Malone. Miss Helen Moore was listed among the guests. In 1892 when the town was chartered, there were two hundred people living at Fairfax Court House. There were three white churches one Episcopal, one north and one south Methodist. There were two black churches.
Carley forgot about the impressive mountains behind her. And as the ride wore into hours, such was her discomfort and disillusion that she forgot about Glenn Kilbourne. She did not reach the point of regretting her adventure, but she grew mightily unhappy. Now and then she espied dilapidated log cabins and surroundings even more squalid than the ruined forest. What wretched abodes!
Her intention at first had been to begin at once to use all persuasion in her power toward having him go back East with her, or at the latest some time this year. But the rude log cabin had checked her impulse. She felt that haste would be unwise. "Glenn Kilbourne, I told you why I came West to see you," she said, spiritedly.
But if your Eastern men stand for such dresses as thet white one they'd do well to come out West awhile, like your lover, Glenn Kilbourne. I've been rustlin' round here ten years, an' I never before seen a dress like yours an' I never heerd of a girl bein' insulted, either. Mebbe you think I insulted you. Wal, I didn't.
For a moment, perhaps, I am Hiawatha alone in his forest home, or a more primitive savage, feeling the great, silent pulse of nature, happy in unconsciousness, like a beast of the wild. But only for an instant do I ever catch this fleeting state. Next I am Glenn Kilbourne of West Fork, doomed and haunted by memories of the past. The great looming walls then become no longer blank.
She overtook him determinedly, one afternoon, as he walked ahead of her from school, as usual. The holidays, during which neither had left home, were over; the summer was over, the winter term well begun. "Mr Kilbourne, will you come into No. 6 for one minute to-day?" she said. "I particularly wish to speak to you." "If you will excuse me " he said. But Kate was resolute. "I cannot excuse you.
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