Harmony High School - The Ferguson Yearbook (Harmony, ME)

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THE FERGUSON Q ..- the way to her uncle's ranch. She had been in town to purchase a few needed supplies for the ranch, when her horse had stepped into a gopher's hole. There she was in the blinding heat of a July day, with still fifteen miles to go. She looked over to her horse, which was lying on the ground. She knew she ought to put an end to his misery, but she could not bring herself to shoot him. The only thing she could d-o was to sit in the shade of a large cactus and hope for someone from the home ranch to come. It was a matter of a half hour, but to Jane, it seemed three, when she heard the patter of a horse's feet on the hard packed sand of the desert, coming from the direc- tion to the left of her. She jumped up joy- ously, thinking that some one from the ranch was coming. Instead she found herself gaz- ing into a pair of dark eyes set in a dark tanned face of a young man, one lock of black curly hair hung down on his forehead. He was dressed in the typical range outfit, and was mounted on ia splendid black horse. He took in the situation at a glance. How far is it from here to where you live? he asked her. She told him and he shook his head. Guess you better come over to my place for now. Mother will take care of you. Jane was too tired to think of anything but to agree as he lifted her onto the horse in front of him. When Jane awoke, she was lying Tbunk in a spotlessly clean room. She raised herself quickly but sank back with a groan, thirst U 'OH 8. the sun, together with the burning she had suffered, weakened her greatly. Here, drink this , a gentle, low vo-ice commanded, and she looked up to see a woman of about fifty years of age, holding a glass of iced lemonade- in her hand. As Jane lay sipping the delicious drink, she studied the woman before herg she was a stout, motherly looking woman with abundant dark hair, faintly tinged with gray, and the same dark eyes of her son. Feeling better? she asked. Oh, much better, thank you, Jane re- plied, but my horse? Jack had' to kill him, poor beast. But when you are strong enough to go home, Jack will go with you, and you may have one of our horses. Jane, jumped up, swayed a little, and caught the edge of the table for support. W-what is your name? she gasped. Why, my name is Kate Braddock , Kate replied in wonderment. Well, Jane snapped, my name is Jane Hardney, so I guess I better be going, if you can lend me a horse. Oh, I'm so sorry, you needr1't hurry, please don't think it matters to me who you are. I've got to go, Jane said flatly, and with that she had whirled out the door, and onto a horse, which was standing by the corral. As Jane rode toward the home ranch, she wondered what fate had caused young Jack Braddock to come along at that time. He knew, of course , she reasoned, that John Hardney's girl and no doubt he I was had a notion of keeping me prisoner at his But no , she suddenly dismissed the ranch. thought as she remembered his clear, frank eyes, honest eyes they looked like too, she had to admit. But then, he is just a common cow thief, as every one says. So with that she dis- missed the subject and rode on toward the ranch. She reached her uncleis ranch about dark and after explaining to her uncle that she had stopped with a neighbor over night, she retired to dream of a pair of dark eyes look- ing at her reproachfully. The next morning she was awakened by talking under her window. You know, Jack , she heard her uncle say, I never wanted to think that you were in with this rustling business, and I'm 'plumb overjoyed' that the guilty one-s have been caught. And I guess I got you to thank for a lot of that. Oh, noi, I had a very minor part in it, ,said Jack, stammering like a school boy. Well, stay to dinner with us anyway, she heard her uncle say. Then they moved away. Jane got up and dressed slowly. She had slept late that morning and her watch told her that it was about ten o'clock. - As she went down the stairs and into the living-room, Jack Braddock rose hastily and came toward her. Why did you run away? he asked, was it because of what you had heard ab-out me ? H

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