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About The daily Nebraskan. ([Lincoln, Neb.) 1901-current | View Entire Issue (March 7, 1903)
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Her First "C"
Wee pretty little freshman girl--
What makes tha,t tear, so like a pearl,
Now Btray beside thai golden curl,
Adown the pretty cheek?
Has he forgotten thee ih,e churl?
And does anbther seek?
"He'll not forget thee," dost thou say?
"Nor cause thee grief," the blooming
My question, now, do not repay
With hard distrust.
"A 'C!'" That makcB you weep? Oh,
I'll surely bust! H. S.
,ff cK JAcT
Evrf Ca0 lV
"I 'spose yo're wonderln' whose
rave that board marks, stranger.
Wall, Doc Turner's bones lay there. I
wrote that epitafi jnyself. It's been
five year ago last spring round up sence
he quit the game. Wall, it's quite a
long story. Ef ye really want teh hear
It, as ye say, let's go down teh the
Senate where i kin loosen' up my
whistle a little, and I'll tell ye about
the best and gamiest man thet ever
struck the range."
We proceeded to the "Senate," and
a mutual glass my companion grew
reminiscent, and told me the fallowing
"Wall ya see, the beglnnin' was
afore these here days of railroads an'
meetln' houses an' jedges an' courts.
It was afore these gray hairs made mo
look like an ole man though I tell ye
I kin rope a st;epr ,or rlde a bronco with
the youngest of 'em but, as I was say
In', thet was when all this kentry was
one big range, Pilot Pint here bein' the
only-town aroun'. Wall, one day a
young tenderfoot struck the town an'
give his name as Turner. I fust seed
him down at one of the gamblln'
rooms, an' thougu he wouldn't play, he
seemed powerful. Intrusted In what was
goln' on, I wish I could make ye see
him, stranger, as I seed him that fust
night He was tall, an' well built,
smooth shaved, and a likely lookln'
chap. Ye could Bee he had muscles
under hid ' black r store ' cloBe. - Fellers
giryed him, but he only shet up his
mouth tight, an' they Wouldn't pick no
fight out o' lilm. Ho Bald he wbb hunt
tJa work, an' finally old Orlmes Jes fer
a kind of a joke said he'd fix him out
with a. pony anlgtoe him a Job, though
bo didn't 'spose he could stjck on a
horse, at which everybody laffed 'cept
Turner. He Jest turned a little whiter
ah' his jaw stiffened a little, an he
;ast could he go jteh work next day.
yall, 'twan't very long afore we seed
l Turner won't 'no fit subjeck fer to laff
at He never bowiea up, paw strict
tentlqn to his piss,. got handy wth his
gunanU alleys played fair.
V"The vears -nassed" on. more neoDle
Ej Vjtcomin' in all the tlme.and more cattle
$Vl '" fogt&T i ranged"" every year .(Jne , day
whllo some fellers with" Turner anting
'em wuz cutting out a bunch of jear
lin's, one of the foolers' ponies stum
bled, and fallin' on him, broke his leg.
Turner set It fet him, and did sech a
slick job, 8eeln' to him- afterwards,
"keepln' him quiet and all that, so's it'd
grow stralglit agin, thet the fellers
called him 'Doc' Turner from thet time
"Wall, as I wuz sayln', the years
wont on, an' 'Doc' got tor be manager
of a big sindiklt ranch with a big sal
ary, but he worked Jest as hard Jest
the same. He Jest drunk a little, but
played a lot, an' allers on the square.
You'd never a knowed him fer tho
same feller. His skin tanned brown,
an' he rataed'a long, black moustache.
Yes 'Doc c(uo,inlywuz han'sonle. v
''The kentry wuz settlin' up faster
all tho time, it bein' about ten year
since 'Doc' fust made his 'pearance
and consid'ble passln' back and forth
of fellers from western Kansas. 'Bout
thet time a feller struck the Pint and
wuz makln' consid'ble blow aroun'
'bout bein' a poker player, an' how he
wuz ginerally known as 'Tiie WIz
zurd.' Ho had bin hangin' 'round 'bout
a week or two, playin' a good deal, and
sklnnin' everybody he played with. I
took pertlckler notice 'Doc' didn't play
with him, nor pay no 'tention to him.
We wuz all playin' one night, an' the
nose paint wuz flowin' pretty freely
roun', when In comes a young feller
'bout twenty-three or four, calls fer a
drink, an' then set down to watch tho
game, right op'sit 'Doc' I Jest hap
pened to lookw at 'Doc' bb ho fust
seed tho kid, an' Mister, he got as
white as thet blled shirt ye got on, but
'twuz jest fer a mlnin, an' then he
went on playin' an' nobody noticed It
Pretty soon 'The Wlzzurd' Bantered
over and ast tho kid ef he wanted to
take a hand in a little game o' draw,
an' he said all right, and they went
to playin'. Then I noticed as soon
as he could 'Doc' cashed in an quit,
an' walked over to where "The Wlz
zurd' was Bkinnin' the kid. Ho watched
the a few mlnnits, an' then layin' his
han' on 'The Wizzurd's' shoulder, he
sez: 'My friend, ye're cheatln'.' This
wuz In thet low, even voice of his'n.
Then he went on, 'Give the kid back
his money.' 'The Wlzzurd' Jumped up,
his eyes a blazln, an' ho roared: 'D'ye
know who lam? I'm a red wolf man!
I'm 'The Wlzzurd!'
" 'Wlzzurd,' ye may be,' sez 'Doc',
'an' I don't doubt ye're a red wolf, but
ye're also a thief, a cheat and a liar!'
With thet 'The Wlzzurd started fer
his gun, but Lord, guess he'd never
Been 'Doc' handle his smoke-stick any,
'cause ho hadn't got his hand any
more'n to his pocket 'fore 'Doc' had
bored a hole through him. Wo planted
him next day, nobody lamentln' his
"After thet the kid went to work fer
'Doc,' glvin' his name as Paul Don
aldson. From theb day It wuz strange
to see the way 'Dotr -watched thet boy.
Ef tho kid got to drinkin' moje'n he
oughter, 'Doc' wuz allers there to stop
him some way or other.. Nobody ever
picked a light with him, 'cause he knew
he'd have 'Doc to settle with. Wher
ever the kid went, there wuz 'Doc.'
An' sp things went on in this way a
couple of years, 'Doc' a makin' quit a
man out o' the kid, who at fust had
been inclined to tank up, and was tfort
o' wuthlesa like.
Then come a cold wet spring, an' the
rounding' up wuz pretty tuff. All the
boys hed to be out in the rain right
smart, -an' they "wuz cussln' and drink-
in' nfore'n usual. Then after the i(H
had been out fer a spell o' two weeks
in 'speshully wet weather, he took
dowji sick with the' fever. Never mus
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no great shakes
Then ye ortor a
fer health, nohow,
seed 'Doc'! Come
here to town one night ralnin' like
h , fifteen miles from his ranch,
hauled a doctor out o' bed, made him
git on a horse, and took him out to
his place to bco tho kid. Then began
a spell of two months fever. Tho doc
tor looked glum and tole 'Doc' 'twuz
mighty doubtful 'bout the kid bein'
able to pull through 'Doc' said he
knowed a thing or two 'bout sech
fevers, an' 'twuz more In the nursin'
than medicine thet saved 'em, an' ho
undertuck thet Job himself. It did
seom he never slept a mlnnit, noither
day nor night Wouldn't lot nobody go
near the kid but himself. Nobody
could tech the bed. An' how ho did or
der the fellers aroun' out there! No
body could give the kid his medicine
but him. No, sir! For thom two hull
monthB 'Doc' hardly left thet bid's bed,
an' how he hold up I can't see. Ho wuz
gettin' thinner an' thinner, an' wuz
lookin' ten years older, but still he
stayed right by thet kid. You'd a
thought 'twuz his own. After a long
spell the doctor said tho danger vtx.
past, an' the kid would get well, but
thet it had been 'Doc,' and not him
thet had saved his life.
"But 'twuz too much fer 'Doc As
soon as he wuz sure of the kid he
keeled over an' took the fover too, an'
nothln' seemed to do him any good.
He wuz Jest clean tuckered out I
wuz with him most o' the time, as we
had been Jest like two brothers, but
He sent all the fellers out but me, an'
motionin' fer me to como clost he
'twan't no use. Jest seemed es ef he
wuz bound to die. One night, he looked
es ef he wuz 'bout ready ter cash In.
He wuz .conscious, but powerful weak,
took my han'r 'scuzo me stranger, fer
blowin' my noso so much. Bein' out
In the wind all mornin' driving them
cattlo makes my oyes water ho took
my han', an', sez he: 'Buckshot, you've
bin Jest like a brother to me. I want
to unload a secret I've bin carryln' fer
over ten year. I know I'll go soon,
an' I want ye to keep It to yerself 'till
I'm gone. I can't die 'thouht confess
in to some body. Buck, ye know when
I come out here I wan't no cowboy.
My name a'Int Turner. It don't mat
ter now what it Is. Come closter,
Buck. My nan's Is gettin' cold. Turn
up thet light ,a little. I started in life
as a young doctor. Buck, with the
fines' prospecka la young feller ever
hev. I settled in Washington, D. C,
an' wuz trusted by lots of people, an'
wuz buildi'n' up a practice boyond my
years. I'm glttln' weaker, Buck, hold
my han' tighter. I wuz called one
night in a hurry to see Congressman
Donal'son. I made a hor-blo mistake.
I didn't know JeBt how It happened.
He died. I ran away. I como out hero
to lose my 'dentlty, to fergot my past,
but the comin' of his son Paul
brought it all back his son, Buck, d'yo
understan', tho man I Buck,
where nrc ye, it's so dark. This Is
"Then wuz tho last words ho sod,
Btrangor. Tho kid never know who
he wuz. His mother found out whero
he had gone to an' sent fer him to come
back to Vermont. He wont home, a
good kid at last.
" 'Scuze these tears, stranger, they're'
unbecomln' In a man of my years, but
I loved him. 'Doc,' Poor 'Doc'! "
E. M. BUCKNBB.
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