St Ignatius College - Ignatian Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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J. Copestake J. Taylor H. Schmidt T. Desmond! JUNIOR LAW F. Ainsworth G. Stockfeldt H. Dibert H. Nolan M. Conklin L. Buty M. Gracia C. McCullough W. Presho L. Davey E. O'DonnelI C. Ohlandt . Fitzgerald J. Welch I. McDermitt

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28 THE IGNA TIAN spised it. For what or whom was he gathering it Y Let the rohher have it. lt could only hring him evil. His own elaims were rieh. 'llhere was plenty more. It was not cow- ardiee that caused him almost to curse his haste, hut tha Slmmt- that he had had lost his self-eontrolg that he had al- lowed the sentiments of earlier life to reassert their swayg that he had proved recreant to his pessimism when unex- pectedly put to the test. This was what pained him hut he eould not turn hack now. No one would understand him. Ile didn't know that Mrs. 0'Flaherty had sized him up when she said on one oecasiong lt's all war-paint that'll eome off wid the washin. ' He had no idea that the wash- ing had eonuueneed. Yes, he must go forward. This point settled. he felt that he was himself again. On he sped un- mindful of the heauties of nature. He was thinking of the miles ahead, To the outcome he gave little thought. No hrave man thinks of the outcome. And, after all, to whom did it matter? ln Gold-Bug he had finished the quest for vengeance. He had lived hy the grave of the man who had ruined his life. It was hard for him to forgive his wife, and he yearned for his hoy-hut Black Jack was the propo- sition at present-Whoa! He had just turned a rocky hend in the road, and there eouiing down the hill at full speed was the stage that had heen rohhed. Had the stage heen nearer the turn, his ride would have ended thereg for the spring freshets had eut into the hack leaving little room to pass. He and his horse would have landed among the houlders in the hed of the stream helow. You can 't even trust yourself in this world. was his silent eomment. And as he saw the stage-driver draw up his horses and reaeh for his gun. he added aloud. And you ean't pin your faith to stage-drivers that have heen visited hy lilack Jack. He threw up his arms and pressed his horse slowly forward to whe1'e a meeting might safely take place. The stage-driver soon recognized him and laid aside his gun. and as he took up the reins he east a hasty glanqg

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30 TIIE IGNA TIA N at something wrapped in blankets on the roof behind him. lt. was about the length and breadth of a man. Probably some passenger killed in the fray. HGone'! queried Seb, as the stage drew abreast and he nodded to the bundle. 'Stione for good this time, answered the man, so at. first I feared that the news had spread and that you might be a pal. Black Jack took the Kid too easily and here all that 't life of him. But the Kid himself is hurt and I must hasten to Gold-Bug. Nothing has been lost. You can go faster than l, so have a doctor ready. Drive him to my hut, said Seb. I'll have him tended to, and wheeling his horse, he was off with the wind. Black Jack dead Fire amid the Redwoods could only fly as fast as the news in Gold.-Bug. Killed by a Kid! lt was as if a child had toppled over a giant of the forest. Wl'1tDS9 kid '? How? NVhere? There was a Babel of voices. but the doctor had to be found and the hut made ready. A horse and rider passed out from among them and none dared stop them. The gambling house was reached in a few minutes. The doctor listened, stacked his cards and has- tened for his instruments. Mrs. O'Flaherty was giving a full account of the affray to a neighbor. imagination supplying all necessary details. llut she broke off just at the most interesting part when Seb curbed his horse and shouted. You're wanted at the hut, Mrs. 0lFl?ll1C1'Tj',U and immedi- att-ly galloped off. l 'll get me shawl an' be over, shouted Mrs. tV1+'lahe1-ty. Seb caught the words Ellltl waved his hand that he understood. t'I'll need a guard as well as a nurse, he said to himself, and that woman's a legionf, He knew of what he spoke. The stage was just at the door, as Mrs. O'Flaherty ar- rived, and a crowd of the curious had gathered. llut a hand opportunely administered to the young and a word to their elders, aided by the doetor's warning that the boy would tml 'tuiet and rest. caused the bystanders to melt away, l WY,