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Updated: June 20, 2025
She was all in white, and more like an angel than Markin expected ever to see anything in this world, though as to the next his anticipations may have been extravagant. "Now I wonder," said he, "where you are going to sit down?" A youngster in the Police got up and pushed his chair forward, but Laura shook her head.
"These," she said, "these are pressing on my mind." She held out a string of pearls, a necklace of pearls and turquoises, a heavy band bracelet, studded, Delhi fashion, with gems, and one or two lesser fantasies. "Jewelry!" said Markin. "Real or imitation?" "So far as that goes, they are good. Mr. Lindsay gave them to me.
Thar's a dozen different range brands in the bunch, mebby, and we needs a road-brand common to 'em all, so in case of stampedes on our trip to the no'th we knows our cattle ag'in an' can pick 'em out from among the local cattle which they takes to minglin' with. It's shorely work, markin' big strong steers that-away!
After it was over, the little gathering, Colonel Markin specially distinguished her. He did it delicately. "I hope you won't mind my expressin' my thanks for the help you gave us in the singin'," he said. "Such a voice I've seldom had the pleasure to join with. May I ask where you got it trained?" He was a narrow-chested man with longish sandy hair and thin features.
As he stared she kissed them twice, and then, leaning over the ship's side, let them slowly slide out of her fingers and fall into the waves below. The moonlight gave them a divine gleam as they fell. She turned to Markin with tears in her eyes. "Now," she faltered, "I can be happy again. But not to-night."
More beautiful, if possible, had been the life of Mrs. Markin, who was his second wife, and who had been "promoted to glory" six months before. She had gained promotion through jungle fever, which had carried her off in three days. The first Mrs. Markin had died of drink that was what had sent the Colonel into the Army, she, the first Mrs. Markin, having willed her property away from him.
Laura would extend herself on a top berth beside the round-eyed Norwegian to whom it belonged, with the cropped head of the owner pillowed on her sisterly arm, and thus they passed hours, discussing conversions as medical students might discuss cases, relating, comparing. They talked a great deal about Colonel Markin. They said it was a beautiful life.
There were, to her, two Mary Harriwells! "Twins!" was all that Mrs. Markin could say, as she helped the sick girl up the steps. Miss Bell instantly took charge of Molly. She was removed to a quiet room in the camp barn, away from all noise and all confusion. "Daddy," whispered Dorothy, as the major stood looking lovingly at her, "come on."
Colonel Markin held the pearls up in the moonlight. "They must have cost something to buy," he said. Laura was silent. "And so they're a trouble to you. Have you taken them to the Lord in prayer?" "Oh, many times." "Couldn't seem to hear any answer?" "The only answer I could hear was. 'So long as you have them I will not speak with you." "That seems pretty plain and clear.
After every party announces what his brand an' y'ear mark will be, all' the same is put down in the book, a old longhorn named Maverick addresses the meetin', an' puts it up if so be thar's no objection, now they all has brands but him, he'll let his cattle lope without markin', an' every gent'll savey said Maverick's cattle because they won't have no brand.
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