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i:J Having delivered himself to Hit effect
ho glanced quickly at Cynthia again and
relapml Into idloncc. Amelia helped
herself gravely to tlio content of the
tumbler, with tlio remark that who hated
to eo Voch good whlnky lof' llko tint I
elenn out 'n do cold," and then departed
Abruptly for tlio kitchen. Cynthia ruined
herboautlfuloycti to Jerrold and thanked
him for his rellectioiiH with a Ninilo m
woot and engaging that llruce, wet as
ho wan, fot down IiIh half tilled ghiNi!
upon tho mantel tdiolf tin quietly as pos
Bible. Then u Hilonco fell upon tho llttlu
group perhaps Induced bythodrowiw
warmth nnd that tendency to revcrio
promoted by n blaring lire. Tho untiring
of th dogn find atdeep upon tho hearth
Htono was heard distinctly in tho Mill
m!w. These reflect iona wero broken in ujion
a few mtuutcH later by Amelia, who
merged from tho kitchen carrying a big
diiili of fried ciitllidi and a Htoninlngoof
fee pot, which nho placed at tho head of
tho table.
"Cyuthy," wild tho old man, takinghin
eat nt tho font i vi) board without further
ceremony, "tell Amcolyer to hurry up
with them flapjacks and potatoes. I'm
nigh atarvodl Bet down, Ikwh, and don't
bo huukcriu after victuals thot's jes' git
tin cold aforo yor oyes. Cynthy, you
pour tho coffee, and I'll rustle with tho
Huh."
With this homely introduction ho at
onco attacked tho viands. Tho rest of
tho comiMiny cheerfully followed suit.
Later, when tho appotlto of tho vora
cious Alcidon Dallas had succumbed to
tlio abundant supply of cattish and llup
jockfl, thoy all returned to tho tiro and
seated themselves variously aloiit tho
blazing hearth. After a long interval of
gazing at tho Incandescent coals tho old
man delivered himself seiitentioiiHly to
this effect:
"It Mil u lootlo chilly hero this oven
in" iu u low, confidential tone, as if in
conlldenco to tho glowing embers "It
belli a lectio chilly tonight, I allow thet
of 1 luted Ameelyor to mako a good pitch
er o' ogguog it might help matters ami
obligato tho mists of Adversity and de
pression to not so monotonously prevail
lit tnatin, it iiiom iiurueti nous uev con-
I J eluded to lay nt all lately. Yo wis, wo'vo
uiiulo a licglnuin on thet ryo wliisky, Ho
added, by way of axlogy. "Amcolyor,
wot nccouut liov yo got to give of them
pertickler lions"
Amelia, who was busily engaged clear
ing away tho remnants of tho recent
supper, paused at tho tablo iu tho act of
craping u dish.
"Bless yo' soul, boss, do hens am all
rcg'larl l'vo dono got tlvo eggs a day
ever bcucoI fed em thet raw meat.
"I wnntur know I" said tho old man iu
gratified surprise, without removing his
even from tho hearth. "Waal, then, you
might bent up about a dozen o' them
eggs in a pitcher and empty tho rest o'
tliet jug on 'cm to keep 'em from spiliu.
I'm anxious not to gut them pains ag'iu.
Props it won't do to keep my supper
waltin too long for it."
"De Lor!" exclaimed Amelia, rolling
her cyea in amazement, "yo donu' wan'
de hole jug o' whisky in dem eggs, IksssI
Do yo' wan' cook 'em into ono pasto
tamo as an om'let? Ono tcaspoonful to
bery egg. sah tint am do corroo' propor
tion." "Waal, let her goat thet, thenl"ighed
the old man querulously, "so long ez
you don't givo thet centypedo timo to
got to work on my inside, aforo yor on
hand with it."
Amelia disappeared in the kitchen
forthwith and soon returned with tho
coveted bovorngo in an earthen pitcher.
Tho glasses wero filled and set round.
"Tliet's a right peart shootin iron o'
your'n, Mr. Unicoi" said tho old man,
flicking up tho hitter's breechloader as
t stood iu n comer of tho hearthbtono
and curiously examining it.
"Jeowhlttakerl It works liko a ritlo,
don't it? Waal, now, that lays way over
the 'Silent Mnry,' Buck, you bet. " Cyn
thy, bring 'Mary' out! She's standin iu
the comer. I loaded her today, darter,'
be added in a low tone of voice as if
thinking aloud, "with a handful o' salt
in case that blasted Capting Forakcr
comes callin on yo ag'in diirin tho next
fortnight. I hain't no other use for him,
and I reckon ho knows it!"
Cynthia made no reply to this remark
of Alcides, but soon returned to tho
hearth carrying with diflloulty an enor
mous mnzzlo loading shotgun. It was
donblo barreled and evidently designed
for killing geeso at long range.
"I call her tho 'Silent Mnry,'" said tho
old man, setting the unwieldy weapon
between his knees and regarding it ad
mirably, "out of a feelin of gentle sar
casm. She's nbout the loudest in nrgy
mstit of any shootin iron I ever see. And
what she hez to say generally strikes
home sometimes both ways. I reck
oned the drum of my ear one timo was
Elumb busted! But look in at her by mid
urge," bo added, tanping tho barrel and
orveyiag tho great gun, " 'Mary' h'ez
mors $'iat and more 'git tliar' than any
thin I ever yet p'inted into a tlock o'
geese or wild duck."
He turned his head slowly and re
garded Bruce,
"I dare Bay," the latter replied consid
erately, "you can count on that gun for
very loi'g rango, but I find mluu con
venient for ordinary shooting. Won't
you try a clgiirt"
He opened a leatfior cigar case aud
held it toward him. The old man took
IjO m a matter pf course, but nursued
his roilcetions. Bruco extended Iho case j
to.lerrold, and then lighting ono him- j
self blew a cloud into tho open fireplace.
"1 don't allow thet you'll liellevo mo,"
wilil old Dallas, biting off the whole
lower end of tho weed before lltting It
carefully between his scant tooth, "but
I hov killed geeso with 'Mary' o far as
lftO yards. I'd liko to git a 'bead' with
her on them fellers ez stole Old Spike
aud them running hogs o' our'n, Buck,"
ho broke out suddenly.
Mr. Buck .lerrold assented grimly, lay
ing a significant hand on a revolver ho
worn in his belt and tilting his cigar in
his mouth reflectively.
"Aro you mooting with any loss in that
wayV" inquired Bruce, quietly glancing
ntboth. "I'vo had a lit tin trouble ol
that kind myself latoly."
"Ya-as," drawled tho old man, "thoro'i
alius sntliln goln wrong with yor Hv
iiess. I done well 'miff at fust and iiuida
money. My house was full all tho while
of sheep and cattlemen-good pay and
plenty of it.
"Bui bliiicby, arter tho novelty worn
oir, Marier allowed thet tho kentry didn't
quite keiu up to heroxHctatlousaud be
gun takiti mi Inventory of tho guests
stoiiiiiu at tho house ter alleviate lier
grief at this fact. Tho fust fuller thet
she scorned to find kulkcrlatcd to over-,
come tho monotony of tho frontier wan
this hero Capting I'orakcr I loaded 'Mary' '
fur this arteruooii. Sho mot him at a
'barbecue' and run with him consid'i able '
forusMll. Of course 1 had siithiu to
say on that suhjee', ami arter awhile this
Fornker ho quit callin. It might liov
bin bekaso 1 was right smart at makin
warts on silver dollaisthrowed up iu tho
air them days, but I don't discuss that
subjec'. Then there was a sowln inn
sheen agent who presented Marier with
a innsheen, and thereby savin Marier
coiisid'rabloHowin at nights givo her nn
opportunity of shovvin her gratitude by
playiu the pinny fur him unnecessarily
in tlio parlor.
"About tho samo timo my uiendlu be
gan to lie uncertain and jieriiiinkisH, and
tho fiuu'ly meuagerio was on daily exhi
bition, Tho agent fln'ly went east, and
Marier languished for awhile, but one
day a julery drummer hem through a
slick chap, with plenty o' samples o'
pinchbeck and gewgaws. Her spiHt"
roso ng'in aud never faltered from thet
timo forward. They roso so high this
timo thet sho left town with thet feller
ono night, and I ain't laid oyes on her
senco. .Marier never none unngs iiy
stock. VA it nln'tcows it's bosses, anil i halves, and 1 never could quite under
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ef it ain't bosses It's hogs. Them black
ami white hogs o' mint) aro ruuuiii free
to bo sure, but thoy v'o good a good rout!
brand, and there ain't no excuse foi ,
hutitin 'em. But they's pork with mj i
brand fur sale down at San Marcus nil
tho same. I reckon it's Loin Wlckson
and his gang, l'vo sent word to the i
sheriff, and ho'll bo over hero some dn
to talk It over. I perposo to hov tho law i
on 'em. ,
"Dadburn tho luckl'Mio brokooutmul
denly ns recent disasters increased lib
Impatience. "There's them lino wooled
Vermont bucks out inthocn. Ono on
'em didn't como to timo yesterday at
sundown. Found him lyiu stifT aud cold j I
In the morniii pizcucd on laurel, I reck
on! It's enough to gravel tho patlcuct
of ,lob, durned ef Hain't!"
Ho leaned back In his chair and took
n long, consolatory sip of the egguog iu
his tumbler with evident zest. All at
once tho nir without was tilled with cries,
ns if all licdlum wero lot loose shrieks,
barks aud yells that, from their niimhei
aud frequency, might have proceeded
from f0 throats.
"There thoy go, them durned coyotes!"
ejaculated tho old man, turning to listen.
"I reckon they're wraugliu over tho car
cass o' thet jKior old buck. I never bent
one o' them devils tunc up," ho continued
slowly, "but wot I think o' my wife ca
was oiictnn how sho could 'hold tho fort'
ef any ono givo her n reasonable oppor
tunity. I'd buck her ng'in any thin 1 evei
seen yet. Thar was times iu my fuiii'ly,"
he milled, sinking his voice almost to n
whisiier. "when I fust como to Texas nn
started iu the hotel business, an tht
frontier not, so to speak, exactly jibio
with Marler's eccentricities thar wiu
times in my family when uothln short ol
a meuagerio at feedbi time could eltel it.
I useter sit by them times try in to con
solo myself with tho idea thet 1 bed the
biggest domestic circus iu the Lone Ktai
country. Thar wan't much comfort in
thet somehow. But I'm hero yet," he
concluded triumphantly. "Marier ain't,
though," ho added after a pause.
"Is your wife dead, sir?" inquired
Bruce, with all tho gravity ho could as
sume. Cynthia glanced up nt him with
a minel look.
"Don't git Al started on married life
don't, natch'allyl" interposed .Terrohl
hastily, with a warning gesture.
But tho train was already llrod.
"Dead!" exclaimed Alcides Dallas,
"thot's wot I'd liko to know. Matter
mony," ho remarked, deliberately
stretching out his cramped legs, burying
his hands deen in tho Dockets of hit
ducking trousors and gazing dejectedly j
before him with bout head as If consult-1
iug nn unhallowed past, "mattorinony I
is n lottery, my friend, whar thnr't
more blanks than prizes, and, under-!
stand me, I'm capable o' jedgin, fur 1 j
lived with Marier nigJi onto 10 years,
nnd ltevin graduated not with high
honors, but all the samo bavin gradu
ated I'm tol'blo well up on tho subjec'. I
"It's jes'oz I say to Cynthy here. She'
n good little girl, though, and don't
gin'rally givo me any troublo on thet
score not to say thet I wonldii t bo glad
to see Cynthy hitched in double harness,
purvided her pnrdnor was an honest sort
o' boss, warranted sound and kind nnd
not likely to kick in the traces. But
thar's alius thet risk, and nothin's more
uncertain than iiinwyin, I allow, unlesf
it bo swappin bosses. My old granny
useter say to my sisters and God knows
why I didn't profit by it, I heard it all
my life 'Gals, don't Iks iu a hurry, fn
ef you git a good husband you'll bo well
paid fur waitiu, and of you mako a mis
take you'll hov plenty long enough to
live with him.' I kin only roiont the
samo thing to Cynthy and hope sho'll
hov inoro senso than I bed on tho sub
jec'. Still Cynthy knows wot I think
a'rendy."
Ho paused nnd glanced significantly nt j
Mr. Buck Jerrold, who pulled his hat
brim over his eyes, ns if to shado them
from tho glare of tho fire. Cynthia
moved uneasily iu her corner, blushed
crimson and stole a glance at Bruce
from under her drooping lashes.
Tho old man drained his tumbler tu
the dregs, set it down on the table with
emphasis and proceeded:
"Still, all this ain't uuther hero nor
there. I keia to Texas urter tho wnr
from Caroliny. Marier and I bed got
along pretty well back iu the States; tit
occasionally, yo know, but thot's ox
pecttnl arter the fust two years. Things
was tint iu Caroliny. I Mowed to git out
whar tho kentry was now; sold out,
tuck Cynthy sho was only n baby then
and Marier I might better hov left
her, but I didn t know enough
stand why it was sho left Cynthy hero
Is'liiud, but it was u fortunate thing for
mo she did, or I reckon I'd sotted my ac
count with a ll-shooter during tho next
fortnight. Not but wot I'd been willin
to settle hers lust, though," ho added significantly.
"I'd preferred to have left this world
with siinthin to my credit. Arter that
I quit tho hotel blzness nnd kem hero. 1
lent money on live stock aud did pretty
well. Buck hero and mo own right
smart o' cattle together, and ho looks
arter 'em, liein foreman o' Judge Hey
nolds' ranch and sprier and younger. I
ain't heard of Mrs. Dallas senco, and now
lon't wanter.
"It's got tin late," ho said abruptly,
"and I reckon we'd Issttor make down."
Ho roso with a yawn and an impatient
kick at the d iug embers. Cynthia roso,
too, and calling tho dogs put them out
of doors for tho night, after which sho
dropped tho gentlemen a quaint courtesy
nnd retired to her bedroom.
Tho old man went to a closet, from
which ho took three gray blankets and
threw them down on tho floor. "One
apiece," ho said with primitive hospital
ity, drawing olT his boots and wrapping
Ins ducking coat around them to servo for
a pillow. Ho rolled himself iu his blan
ket, his feet toward tho tiro, and was
soon asleep and snoring loudly. Noth
ing was left but for Bruco and .Jorrold to
follow suit. This they accordingly did.
But toward morning thoy wero aroused
by Alcides rising impatiently and stump
ing noisily to tho door. A few minutes
elapsed and there was a fearful explosion,
the bare room lighting up with the red
flash. Bruco sat up at once, rubbing his
sleepy eyes and inquiring the cause of
tho disturbance. Kvcn in his confused
alarm ho heard Cynthia laughing to her
self In her little bedroom.
"It's nothin but cows," said Mr. Buck
Jerrold, turning over with a yawn In
his blanket. "The old man left a pair of
good breeches out on tho fence to dry
this oveiiiu, aud I reckon them salt
starved cattle hov been chawin onto 'em
iu tho course o' their pryin round. He's
seen fit to turn loose onto them tho load
which ho said ho givo 'Mary' this arter
uooii on account o' Fornker. It's a way
of saltiu 'em that's quite pop'lar here at
the ranch."
needn't keep yor trlenils waitln and anx
ious. I kin roo ono o' tho old man's
'kaveyard' and get oir easy with half an
hour's delay."
Ho paused, bringing tho much lauded
Buckshot smartly around by u blow
of his quirt as ho did so, at tho same
time stooping and tightening the Hank
girth.
Buckshot, a largo, raw boned, spot
ted horso with vicious oyes and Homaii
nose, laid his ears back in protest; then
ho sprang clear of tho ground with back
arched llko u cat and rigid legs, striking
tho earth ut every bound, as if there
wero no such property known to matter
us elasticity. I le varied this unique per
formance at intervals by a plunging
movement fore and aft, liko a stout ship
In a heavy sea. Tho result was soon ob
vious. Amid a whirling vortex of blind
ing dust and flying hoots the saddle is
gnu to turn. When Buckshot siis
js'tided his exeitions a few minutes later
and struck a snorting aud indignant tab
leau with llery eyes ami listing nostrils
tho saddle was upMdodowu and hanging
loosely between his lour feet.
"No!" said Bruco quietly, vaulting
llghtlv over the font e, after witnessing
this interesting performance. I see now
plainly that Buckshot does not buck.
Hoisonlv a little opposed toyour 'cinch
ing' tho tiatiU'irth. But 1 think I shall
get along h-ie very well, Mr. Jerrold,
until my partner, Phil Keruochan, looks
mo up or something favorable happens.
Ho knew that my general diieclion was
tho Colorado river, and that I was out
nfter turkcs. Meanwhile tho hunting
Is good, and I think I'll shoot a brace of
mallards before tho family is stirring.
Adiosl Drop In and see iw tho noNt
timo you're over our way. Thorn the
como now!" ho exclaimed, shoving u cou
ple of shells into his gun, as ho maikoil
a small flock of duck coming down Un
wind. "Adiosl"
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CHAPTER IV.
Dawn came, lacing with roso mid am
bor tho severing cast. With tho first
rays of light tho cries of wild geeso wero
heard flying iu long harrow toward tho
river, aud also tho faint clang of mallard
and shelldrako passing overhead. Thoso
sounds awoko llruce, who roso cramped
aud stiff and leaned against tho chimney
piece iu lazy admiration of tho pageantry
of early morning seen through thoshut
tcrless windows of tho rauch.
Ho glanced down nt tho tumbled heap
of blankets at his foot. Only ono of his
companion Iwlfcllows met his oyo. Mr.
Ruck Jerrold had already arisen, leaving
his disordered onwruppiugs in a tangled
coil, very much as a snako casts its skin.
Tho old man, his hands folded upon his
breast, lay flat upon his back, snoring
dismally.
Bruco regarded him a moment with an
amused smile, and then true to tho
sportsman's instinct drew on his shoot
ing jacket, caught up his gnu from tho
comer of tho hearth and stepped out
into tho cool, clear air.
As ho did so ho lieheld Mr. Buck Jer
rold saddling his roan cow ikhiv and
evidently making preparations for au
early departure.
"Where away at thlshourof tho morn
ing?" ho inquired, sauntering up,
"Back to tho ranch. I've got inoro'n
60 young lambs to look after, I reckon."
"You're not going off beforo break
fast?" Bruco inquired, leaning on tho
gate.
"I reckon so. I don't call 10 miles
aforo breakfast any great shakes."
"That doponds on tho rider," Bruco re
plied pleasantly. "I don't think any ono
could hire mo to rido 10 miles this morn
ing without a cup of coffee at least. 1
feel as lamo and stilt as if I'd been
dragged at tho end of a lariat through a
thick chaparral."
"Oh, l'vo hod my coffee, you can bet
yer lifol" Jerrold replied. "Amelia's up
1 already; sho ain't tho woman to let a
man start out without siithiu under hi
jacket. I say, pardner, of you're in any
great hurry to got back to tho Mosquito
valley, Is-in ez you're turned foot loose
I and without a nag to rido on.yo can hov
Buckshot hero fer fil," indicating his
roan. "Ho ain't handsome, but bo's good
for twieu tliet distance, ez smart ez ve
and kem I wnnt to juno him. Ho'h fast and sure
Mits. c. a. it. tir.T.m:rx.
Born In Boston, brought up in an at
mosphere of culture, invited to read at
morning symposiums papers that found
their way into priut.it is hard to .iy
when Mrs. Dovereitx llrst began to wr te
for tho newspapers. But tho first real
work, about tlvo years after her mar
rlago to General Dovoreux in the sovi n
ties, was for tho Boston Advertiser. Hoi
next work was for Tho Courier of that
city.
It has been only a few years riinco wo
men begun to bo appreciated as journal
ists, and on tho removal of General Dev
creux to Cincinnati in 18(0 sho iicgati tc
write feature articles for Tho Gaze
using the noin do plumo of Clare do V
nnd for The Commercial, whero her iui
tints, D'Aic, reversed, wero used. Soon
nftor her advent iu Cincinnati journalism
sho was given the art assignments and
then society work. Tho Sunday paper
had grown, and with it tho society col
umu, and on the consolidation of The
Commercial Gazette Mrs. Dovoreux was
mado society editor, and sho enjoys
tho distinction of being tho first woman
employed in any capacity on tho Cincin
nati papers. To define in what particu
lar Mrs. Dovoreux attracts you is au im
possibility, but as you enter her door
something in thoslncero hospitable greet
ing makes you feel you aro really wel
come to this retreat, with its quaint fur
nishings, all iu btich artistic confusion.
Iu appearance Mrs. Dovoreux is of
medium height, rather stout, but her
carriage is so dignified it gives you tlio
impression sho is quito tall. The ex
pression of her face is forceful, and in
lier protllo tho angle of intellect is clearly
defined. Sho is bright and witty iu con
venation, is well versed iu all brum ben
of newspaper work and wields a ready,
trenchant pen. Mrs. Dovoreux is a tine
linguist. Her fads? Ah, yes. women all
havo fads nowadays, but to see her in her
homo ono need not ask that question. It
is ono any woman ought to bo proud to
own her homo ami tho comforts of
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to Texan and started into the hotel biz- footed both aud dim't buck uuthec Vu
Iht DM MiKtrra.
Art rat roil tuny ;m rranes for n gen
uine lteinliraiiilt, and so well preserved,
loo, Unit it Is i willy ery cheap. What
does tho picture represent r
(linker--Can't you see? 'Che battle of
Set I it ii, per Uucro! Momlu L'liiuiistleu.
A I'liUti Cluirur,
Magistrate What is the charge?
Oflleur Carrying concealed deadly wrap
mis.
Prisoner "('is fabo, jour lienor. I had
no deadly weapon. It was on a French
Jileling pistol. New York Weekly.
All lllllllltil'lll llllkllllllll,
llacheloi No more sew lug on of Mmpen
ler buttons now, oh! loy, rli
lleuedlct No, I wear a bolt now. I've
ot 110 time to sew on buttons. Keeps me
tnutlliig to buy bread and butter. Texaa
SlftlUK.
""Found it at Last.
JUST THE BOOK
I HAVE BEEN
LOOKING
FOR
And aerrrnl tliiiinmuil otlitTn I tulvlau all hIiii wuiihl anvv time to ko at once to
H. W. RROWN'S.. 126 south nth St.
gEWINGMACHJNE IgFiOlMQ
W tmre juat employed u akllllul workman from the Kaat, wbo la (nil compoUnt to make all
rrpalrilu t abuTa Hum. T.J.THORPE & CO., IMHoutli Ultrautb Ht
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