The Red Cloud chief. (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923, May 15, 1908, Image 3
I .-X ; , I t Red Saunders . . . By . . . HENRY WALLACE PHILLIPS COPYRIGHT. 1002. BY McCLUIlE. PHILLIPS ts COMPANY CIIAITKR V. nc.t morning DD UK ne.'.t morning wlicit Rod awoke arrows of gold were dionllng through the holes In I In- old burn, mid outside 111' bird life, the twittering and chirping, the fluent whistle ami tin warble. Hit cackle it ti 1 1 tln pompous crow, were In full chorus. "Where :nn I nl tlih time?" said In ns lie took In ill it' "Oh, I re member!" and his heart leaped. "I'm in my own homo, by tin Lord." Ho cut down (u the brook mid washed, dr.ving hands mid faro on the silk neckerchief, which Is meant for use as well :is for "decoration. In tin.1 meantime Miss Mnttie liad awakened with n sense of something delightful at hand, the meaning of which escaped her for the time. And then she remembered ami sprang out of bed HUe a girl. She went to the window, tlnew open the shutters and let the stirring morning air How In. Till1! had been her habit for a long time. Th" v. lidiiw fared away from the road, and no one could ee who was not mi Mis .Ma tile's own prom lies. I'ut this n.on.Ing Wed had wandered around Stopping at the rosobu-kus, he picked .i m-e. "That has l lu leal ld time smell." hi. said as he held it to lil-s nose. 'Swoetbrbv- are good, and I don't go back on 'ein. but they ain't pot llie fram these I'ellor- haw." Hud hi hand, he walked beneath Miss Mattle' s window-, and he was the first thing her eye fell upon. Her st.irlled exclamation made him look up before -he had tlnio to with draw. "Hello, there:" he called Joyfully. "How d you open up this day? You look pretty well!" he added, with a note of admiration. Mls Mattle hnd the wavy hair w hieh is never In bettor order than wheu left to Its own de vice, llor Idea of coiffure was not the most betniiiln;,' that could have been .selected, as she felt that a "young" style of hnlrdresslng was foolish for a single woman of her years. Now, with the pretty soft hair flying, her eyes still humid with sleep and a touch of color In her face from the surprise, relieved ugnlnst the fleecy shawl sli had thrown about her, skoul dors, she was Inconf est ably both a dis creet and pretty (ijcture. V.0- ',RS Mat tin luiihl not forget the bare feet and nightgown, although they were hidden from uia-cullne eyes by wood and plaster, and she was embarrassed. Still, with ,i.l the Mipcrsensltlve fan cies, Miss Mattle had a strong back bone of Ne.v Knglmiri cominon sense. She uiH'V'fi'il thai 'he felt very well Indeed .rail, to cocr any awkward ness, inquired what he had In his hand. "(,'ood time sin to me -k At the Mattle c old roo." replied lted. "Old llci better 'lilted to you than " UV word he tossed It. and Miss eight ii dexterously. Hod had an exec- Imgiy Keen eye for some. things, ;t nl in noticed the certainty of the action lie hated fuinblers. "A person can do things right If they've got mind Hi, 1 1 work," was one of his pet sayhigx "'Taint the muscles at all; It's i'i the head, and 1 like the kind of head (hit's In use all the time." Therefore I hi- small affair made an impression on him. "Why, you could be a ba-eball play er," said "I ued t play with .lor when I was a girl," said Miss Mattle. smiling. "I always liked boys' pla. better than I did girls'. ,loc taught me how to throw a hall too. He said he wouldn't play with ino unless 1 lea rued not to 'scoop It,' girl fashion. I suppose you will be w,iatlng breakfast."' There was a hint of sarcasm In the doubt of the Inquiry "That's what I do," Mild l!ed. "You must Just hustle down and gel things to boiling or I'll throw brleks through the window s. I've been up for the last two hours." "Why, 1 don't believe If." said Miss Mattle. "No mortj do I, but li seems like It," i replied Red. -Don't joii want the tire started? Come down and open up the house." When Miss Mattle appeared at the door In he strode with an armful of wood, dropping it, man fashion, crash, on the floor "Skip out of I ho way.v Mild he. "I'll show you how to build a tire." The early morning had been the most desolate time to Miss Mattle. As the day wanned up the feeling of loneli ness vuntshed, perhaps to return nt evening, but not then ivlth the sumo absoluteness an when she walked about the kitchen to the echo of her owt) footsteps in the morning. .. Hi Irtc . .,'I'!!'h; ntirl t lie Iijiiikiha; wiiicii accompanied Ked's energct If ac tions rang In her ears most cheerily. She even found a relish In the smoth ered oath that heralded the thrust of a splinter in his linger. It was very wicked, but It was also wry much alhe. lted arose and dusted off his knees. "Now we're off!" he said as the lire began to roar. "What's ucMV" "If you'd grind the coiTce, Will 7" she suggested. "Sure! Where's the hand organ':" He put ihe mill between his knees ami convert. 'd 'he beans to powder to J tne tune or "i Md I og Tray through his uo-e, which Miss Mattle found very amusing. She measured out the coffee, one spoonful for each cup and one for the pot. lted watched her patiently, and when she had llnl-hed he threw In the ro-t of the onteiits of the mill drawer. "I like It fairly strong," snld he !u explanation. "Now. Will:" pro o -ted Miss Mattle. "Look at joii! That will be :i bitter as bone-.','." "Thin her up with milk and she'll be all right," replied lted. "Well, '.itch wa-lefi'l wax-1 I never did 're Nohod.v'd thl"k ,1 on ere a day over llfleen." Tim not." snld I'd sto'Mly. "and." cat -hing her hi.i in his hand and turn ing her fan' up toward him. "nobody'd put your score urn h higher than that neither If I hey trusted to their eyes this morning." The compliment hit so lender a place that Mls Maitle lacked the resolution to tear It out; be-itles. It was so lion eM that it sounded much less like a compliment than a plain statement of fact. She bent hastily over the tire. "I'm glad 1 look young, Will," she said softly. "So'in 11" he assented heartily. "What's the scupo In being old. nny how? I'm as limber and good for niyolf as ever I was In splto of my forty years." "You're not forty years old!" ex claimed Miss Mattle. "You're Joking." "Nary Joke forty round trips from flying snow to roses since I hit land, Mattle why. you were only a little girl when I left here don't you re member? You and your folks came to see us the week before I left. I got n thrashing for., taking you and Joe to the nilllpond and' helping you to got good and we., The thrashing was one of the things that gave 1110 a hanker ing for the west. Very liberal man with the hickory, father. Spare the clothe- and spoil the skin was his motto. He used to make me strip to the waist- phee-how! I'.wn a light breeze rested heavy 011 my back when dad got through with me. Say. Mattle. perhaps I mightn't to say so. now that lie's gone, but I don't think that's the proper way to use a boy. do you?" "No. I don't." said Miss Mattle. "Your father meant well, but his way was UM'less and cruel." "I've forgiven hint the whole sweep," said lted. "Hut, d 11 me. If I hid a boy I wouldn't club the life out of him; I'd try to reason with lilm llrst, anyhow. Makes a boy as ugly as anybody else to get the hide whaled ofT his b.nk for nothing- once In awhile he needs It. Hoy that's got any life In him gets to be too much oc casionally, ami then a warming Is healthful and uoiirl-hlng. Lord, you'd think I was the father of my country to hear me talk, wouldn't you? If sontebody'd write a book, 'What lted Saunders Don't Know About Raising Children' It would be full of valuable information. How's that breakfast coming on?" "All ready-sit right down. Will." "fio you!" cried lted, and Incautious ly flung himself upon ono of the kitch en chairs, which collapsed Instantly and dropped him to the floor. "Mercy on us! Are you hurt?" cried Miss Mattle, rushing forward. "Hurt?" said lted. "Try It! .lust Jump up In the air and sit on the floor where you are now, and see If you get hurt! Oh, no! I'm not hurt, but I'm astonished beyond measure, like the man that tickled the mule. I'll take my breakfast right here- shouldn't wonder a bit If the floor went back on me and lauded me In the cellar. No, sir! I won't gel up! Hand me the supplies. I know when I'm well off. If you want to eat breakfast with me, come sit on the floor. I'm not going to have my spine pushed through the top of my head twice in the sanio day." "Will, you are the most ridiculous person I ever did see!" said Miss Mat tie, and alio laughed till she cried In sheer lightheadedness. "Hut there's a chulr you can trust. Come on now." ' "Well, if you'll take your solemn oath that this one has no mustache to deceive me," said Red doubtfully. "It x r.z. r...r.u.- ?:-". "ocr.iv Site didn't give an Inch! Tlih kind or reminds me of the time .liiumy Hen drlcks came back from town and walked off the edge of the bluff In the dark. It Just happened that old Scot ty 1'eiguson's cabin was underneath him. .H111 took most of the roof off with him as he went In. He sat! awhile to flgurc out what was trumps. Inning come 150 feet too fast to do Hindi thinking. Then, 'Hello'.' ho yells. (Md Scotty was a sleeper from way I bac'i. but this woke him up. 1 "Hello!' says he. 'Wus'or matter?' Mini saw he wasn't more than half awake yet. so he sa.s. 'Why, I was up on the bluff there, Scotty, and, see lug it was such a short distance, I ' thought I'd drop In!' ' "'Aw 1 IV grunted Scotty. 'Make 'M'lf V home,' and with that he rolls 1 owr. j ".I ini couldn't wait for morning, and, I though his leg was pretty badly sprained, lie made the trip all the way round the trail and woke us up to tell us how he'd gone through Ferguson's roof and the old man asked him to uiiil.c himself nt home. Net morning there was Scotty out in front of his cabin, his thumbs In his vest holes, looking up. 'What's- the matter, Scotty?' says I. "Well, I wlsht you'd tell me what , In the name of (bid went through that j roof'.' says he. 1 "I sw tillered a laugh crossways and I put on a terloiis face. 'Must have been ' a lock,' says 1. j "Hock notliln':' rays he. 'If it had been a rock 'twould haw sta.wd In the cabin, wouldn't it? Well, there ain't the llrst bla-tcd thing of any shape nor , de-erlpli hi in there but the hole. You can go in and look for yoiir-elf.' ,-it cost Scotty one ca-'e of rye to make us forgot those circumstances," ( 'I should lave thorght the man would be 1 illcd. striking on lite roof that way." raid Mi's Mattle. , "oh, no! Koof was 111 ule of quaking a-p -apling-. Just about strung enough to break his fall. Scotty was the -lupei. though! It wn--ii't hardly nat- ' ura I the way that man could pound his ear through thick and tiii.i. He had 1 tul(e a surprising time of it once. He'd ' been prospecting round the Kuby re t'rai tory ore district and lie came out 1 at Hank Cutter's sawmill Just at sun down. Hunk's place was full of gold rushers, so Old Scotty thought he'd sleep outdoors in peace and quiet. He discowred some big boes that Hank was making for ore bins for the new mill, and as the ground was kind of damp from a thunder shower they had that day he spreads his blanket inside the box and goes to sleep. Ore bins haw to be smooth and dust tight, so II wasn't a bad shanty. "Well, there came a Jar and waked him up. The box was rolling a little and going along, going nloug forty mile nu hour. Scotty lit a match and found he was in a kind of big tunnel, bt.t the wall was flying by so fast ho couldn't make out Just what kind of a tunnel It was. Now, he'd gone to sleep In peace and quiet on a sltle hill, in nl to wake up and Iinil himself boat riding in a tunnel was enough to sur prise nii.thi'ily. First he pinched him self to see if It was Hank's pie or a Kilo fact; found it was a fact; then be lit : (.oilier mati h and leaned over and Sooled at the black water underneath, bet this made the box tip so It scart lilm. i.nd be settied down in tile bot tom again. He didn't try to think. What was the ''i No man living fotild have figured things out with the few ti.cts Scotty had before him. All of a sudden the box made a rush and Hioi out Into the clr, and Scotty felt tb" were falling. '(Sod sakes!' he s;. . to hluiM'lf. 'What's next, I won del ?' Vhe. they hit the water below wiili i' kerflap that nearly telescoped Scotty and sent the spray flying. Aft er that they went along smooth again. 'Weil,' sayH Scotty, I don't know where I am, nor who I am. nor what's happened, nor who's It, nor nothing about this game. So far I ain't been hint, though, and 1 might Just as well lie down and get a little more rest.' "It was broad daylight when he woke up again, and n man was look ing into the bfix. 'Hello, pardner!' he Mi.is. 'I hope jou've had a pleasant Journey. Do you always travel this w ii ':' "Scotty raised up and found his eiaft was aground, high and dry-no wnier within a hundred feet of It. On one side was quite a little town. "'Say,' snys he, 'could I trouble you to fell me where I mn, friend?' " 'You're at Phicervllle,' answers the other. ''I'lacervlllc!' yells Scotty. 'And I wcut to sleep at Cutter's mill, sixty live miles from here! What are you ghlug us, man?' " Tin putting It to you straight,' says the stranger. 'Take n look around joii.' "Scotty looked, and there was all kinds of wreckage, from a dead beef crltfer to a wheelbarrow. '"What In nation's all this?' says he. " Washout,' says the man. 'Cloud btust up on the divide worst we've over had your box Is about high water mm k you see there was water enough for awhile I reckon you're about the only thing that cume through alive.' '"Well, wouldn't thut knock you?' mi.vh Scotty. ."While the rest of the folk at the mill was taking to the high ground 1 1 their lives, with the water roaring and tearing through the gulch, Scotty had "What In nation's all thM" Mtys he, peacefully gone off In his little boat ' down the creek and. Instead of going over the rapids, where he'd have been j done, for all his luck, the box ambles through the flume they was building' for the new mill. Of course there was 1 the Jounce over the tall race, but that hadn't hurt him much, and after he; rocked In the cradle of the deep until 1 he got beai'hed at lMacervllle. , "'Come along, I'i lend,' mi.s Scotty to the fell-r. 'You ami me are going j to have a little drink on this, if it is the la-1 int.' And I reckon probably, they made it two, for when Scotty got ba k again lie was in a condition that 1 made cvir.vhody believe that he'd only 1 guessed at the story he told. I'.ul they ! found out afterward II was a solemn 1 fact. Mat th;, give us some more cof fee." Thus abruptly recalled to Fairfield, Miss Mattle started up. "Well, Will, It does seem as If that was a dangerous country to live In," said she. "Oh, not so awful," said lted. ".hurt as many people die hero as they do there. This world's n dangerous place to live In wherever you strike It, Mat tle." "That's so," said she thoughtfully. "And now," said Red, pushing back his chair, "it's, time 1 got to work and left you to do the housework undis turbed." "What are you going to do, Will?" "First place, there's fences nnd things to be tinkered up, I see. I suppose 11 millionaire like me ought to hire those things done, but I'd have measles of the mind If I sat around doing nothing." "I have been wanting to get the place in good order for some time," said Miss Mattle, "but what with the money I had to spend for this ami that, ami not being able to get Mr. .lo.vce to come in for a day's work when 1 wanted him. it's gone on until there is a good deal of wrack to II." "We'll wrack It t'other way round hi no tl'iie. (Jot any tools here?" "Out in the barn Is what's left of lather's tools, l'eopie have borrowed 'em and forgot to return 'em, and they've ru-tcd or been lost until I'm afraid there ain't many of 'em left." "Well, I'M get along today somehow, and later on we'll stock up. Want any help around the house?" "Thank you, no, Will." "Then I'm oil'' It was almost with a feeling of ter tor that Miss Mattle beheld lilm root up the leiice. Her Idea of repairing was to put In a picket here and there where It was most needed. Ited's was to knock It all lint first and set It up In Al condition afterward. So In two! hours' time he straightened up and snapped the sweat from his brow, be holding the slain pickets prone on the grass wit, thorough satisfaction. Yet he felt tired, for the day was already hot with a moist and soaking scacoast heat, to which the plainsman was tin-niA-'iistoiucd. A three-quarter grown boy passed by, lounging on the seat of n farm wagon. "Hey!" hailed lted. The boy stopped and turned slowly around. "Yes, sir," lie answered courteously enough. "Want a Job?" said Red. "Well, I diiiiuo," replied the boy. He was much astonished at the ap pearance of his Interrogator, and he was u cautious New England boy to boot. "You don't know?" retorted lted. "Well," with some sarcasm, "d'ye sup pose 1 could And out at the postofllce?" The boy looked at lted, with a twin- 1 kle In his eye and a comical drawing I of his long mouth. j "I cale'late If you cud flu' out any- ' w'eres 'twould be there," said he. Hod laughed. He had noticed flic biisv oostmislress rushing out of her Btoro to waylay nny one likely to have Information on any subject, a stream f ,,ntlon nrneoPnlm? from her of questions proceeding from her through the door. "Say, you got anything particular tp do?" ! "No, sir; leastways th'nln 1 no hurry about It." "Can I buy stuff to make a feme with around here?" "Yes, sir; Mr. I'ettlgrew's got nil kinds of huihllu' material at Ills stoic - two mile over yonder," pointing with the whip. "You drive ovir there for me nnd get some Just like this here- plektrtH and posts and whatever 3011 call tln."u long pieces, and I'll make It ilglil with you." "Yes, sir. How much will I gel?" "Oh, tell him to fill the wagon up witli II, and I'll send brd. what I don't want. Hustle, now, like a good bov ; I want to get shut or this Job; I liked it iM'tler before 1 begun." When his Mercury had speeded on the Journey at a faster g.ilt than Red would have given lilm credit for the aichltcvt strode down fo the black smith's shop. There was 11 large, crowd than usual around the forge as the advent of the stranger had go; into the wind, ami the village Vnlini. was a person who not only looked tin whole world In the face, bill no otn' of the maiden ladles of Fairfield cotth'. have excelled his Interest in looking the whole world as much In the Inside pocket as possible. The bhtcksniltl was emphatically 11 man of gossip, im well as 11 hardworking, (Sod fearluu man. "Say, there he conies now, Mr. Tut tie!" cried one of the loungers, am' nudged the smith to look. "Well, let him come!" ictoited the smith testily, Jamming a shoe In tin lire wllh unnecessary force: as a mat ter of tact he was embarrassed. Til loungers huddled together lor mora support as the big cowman loomed through the doorway. "(1001I morning, friends'." said he. I "(lood morning, sir!" replied t Ii-" 1 blacksmith, rubbing Ills hands 011 111 i apron. "Nice day, sir." "For 1 lie sake of good fellowship I'.i ' say wV to that." icspniided Red, "bit' 1 if you want m honest opinion on lie 1 subject it's d-n hot." ! "'Tis that," assented the smith, and 1 a silence followed. I "Say, who's 3 our crack fence build 1 or around here," asked Red "Ihe inau that can make two pickets grow where only one grew before and do It so ens;' that It's a pleasure to sit and look a' him?" "Hey?" Inquired the smith, not pie clsely getting the meaning of the ml dress. "Why, I've got 11 fence to build," ex claimed Red, "and now I want sonui help want It so bad I'll produce to Iho extent of three a day and call It a day. from now till 0 o'clock. Any taker here? Make your bets while the littl bull rolls." The loungers understood the general drift of this and pricked up their ears, as did the blacksmith. "(Suess one o' the boys will help you," tnld the latter "Well, who's It?" asked Red, ghuu Ing at the circle of faces. Three do! lars ii day was enormous wages In that part of the country. Nobody knew Just what to sa.v. "Oil, well," cried Red, "let's every body run.' I reckon I can find some thing to do for the five of you. Art 3ou with me?" "Yes, sir," they said promptly. "Can I borrow a hammer or so off you, old man?" questioned Red of th' smith. Certainly, sir," returned the laltci heartily. -Take what you want." "Much obliged. And the gate hinge. are out of whack. Miss SaimdcrV place, you know. Come over and Ink a squint .it 'cm In the near by and lb will 3011? May as well fix It up all .1 once. Come on, boys!" II wa thus that the greatest enter prise that Fairfield had seen in many a day was undertaken. Miss Matte was simply astounded as the anr." bore down upon the house. "Whatever In the world Is Cous.i Will doing?" said she, but restli. utrong in the faith that It was nece sarll.v all right she was content - wait for dinner and an explauatloi Not so tin; postmistress. The agonic- of unrequited curiosity the worthy woman suffered that morning ini'i she at last .-tiniinoned up her resol 1 tlon and asked (lie smith plump r: and out what It all meant would lur to he experienced to be appreciate ' And the smith kept her hanging f ' awhile, too, sa.vlng to himself In Jus, flcatlon that it wasn't right Ihe win that old gal had to get Into every body's business. The smith was Ilk some of the rest of us he could se through a beam If It was In his own ve. I To be continued. Looking i-cr i-i.... "Do you think n'Tggins woi,!u inal:-' n good husband?" asked the conscten Rous youth. "Why do yon ask?" Inquired the gi In surprise. "Because If you think such a fool ? Wiggins could manage il I have .1 good inlnd to take a chance myself."- Washington Star. Insomnia. "Did 3011 fry counllng l.oon sheep, I ;." u ' .. . .. t . . . . j ' 7 "i . , T o fif:"rlK7 WlM-ll eol.1,1 get fof 'elll by tllO potlll 1 tit present prices, and after that I Ju-i: couldn't go to sleep." Kansas City Journal. - t I W