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About The courier. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1894-1903 | View Entire Issue (Jan. 23, 1897)
THE COURIER. 11 I had corao to that far Texan wilder ness, where panthers aro still afoot, somo months before, lured by tales of the wild adventure and sudden wealth the wilderness lavished so freely, in the early dayp, upon her adopted children, wilderness, that comes between the My carap was many miles from the dying of the day ana tho waking of the headquarters of the ranch and I lived night, whilo tho sheep bells tinkled there month after month in charge of a softly and the camp-smoke rose with the ilock of sheep. I know no human com- brooding curl of incense, panionship other than that sparsely bo- But as I stood there, thrilled with tho stowed upon mo by the foreman on his charm of that sweet hour, thero came a weekly rounds of inspection. It was sudden wild wrangle of the sheep bells, my daily wont to graze tho sheep away a surf-like roll of tho trampling feet and for two or three miles in the morning, a rush of heaving gray as the stampeded let them rest at noon and driit slowly Hock swept past aie towards tho bed campward as the evening shadows ground. lengthened. "The Panther!'' I cried, aloud, though Long before tho break of ono of thoso I well knew that a bramblo caught iu long, dry, breeze-freshened sun warmed the wool of a young wether is quite days which make the weather of wes- enough to spread headlong terror tern To sap, my camp fire was blazing, through the Hock. Loosening my eix Ity sunrise my breakfast of venison and shooter in its scabbard, I walked briskly lap-jacks was finished. When the clear about tho Hock, calling and singing and twilight of the dawn brightened with whistling with a nueer straining for a the first sunshine tho sheep commenced ralm that should soothe tho frightened to leave their bedding-ground, and I, sheep. In a few minutes they were stirred up tho stragglers and commenced still, and with an odd tasto in bedding the long drill of herding. It is astrango were seeking places on tho many rough, Hock and to watch, as they melted in I cried out to tho bruto with taunting the blue of tho dry country sky, tho words and could havo dared him to changing suneot lights faint and in- baro-hnnded combat, tangible as tho under-lights in tho oyes And as I stood so thero catno from of a young girl, yet something more, and nearby in tho gloom of tho brake a well fairer than the blue. And as tho sun- known gasping cry of tho cat owl that light faded and tho stars took heart, villian mocker of tho night "Hkyake! thero fell tin evening hush of tho Hkvake!" "Cake!" quoth I, queerly, "By Jove! You've won it!" IlirxswAY Va.v Blakcom. "My dear," said tho editor's wife to her husband, "I want 620 to pay for my now bonnet. It is a perfect poem." "I never pay for poemp," replied tho bruto of a man. Tho Decliner. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOSOOGOOOOC QO TO California In ol'ourlattMlocpor It is tho RIGHT way. Pay moro and you aro extravagant. Pay less and you aro uncomfort able. Tho newest, brightest. cleanest and easiest ridit: Tourist sleepers aroused for our n Hewitt I don't daro cross the street Just now, I'm afraid i shall be run over- Jewett There's only ono carriage coming. Hewitt I know it, but a woman is driving. - Tho Roadster. art, tho controlling of eighteen hundred rascal wethers. After an hour or so of careful work I had tho sheep under con trol, deployed abreast, as is the skirmish line in a mimic battle, and, as I walked back and forth in front of them, the rearmost straggler was within reach of the scare of a stone whirled from my Mexican sling; a weapon that might well havo served for the braining of a giant. As tho sun grow warm I brought the Ilock to tne margin or tho water-hole I had chosen for our nooning place. As the sheep caught the smell of the water the loaders broke away vith the whole ilock trailing in thirsty rabble after them. It is not for a tenderfoot to hold tho long wings of tho bleating phalanx at the waters edge until ho gives tho word to drink: Such obedience is only found in the tlock of him whose sling-thongs, girt about his loins, aro worn smooth Hat rocks for which we had chosen tho bedgrcunJ. As I poured a handful of colTeo into tho simmering pot there came from far up tho valley I had followed campward, a long, plaintive call, as of ono at loss. Raising quickly, startled by a sound so rare in that far wilderness I shouted in answer. In a moment tho call sounded again, and nearer. Think ing my voice might not havo carried so far, I drew my pistol and fired in the air. There was a quick huddling of tho sheep. The echo of the shot had scarce ly died when again came the cry. A traveler, catching the answer to his call, would rido in silence. And tho mourn ful plaint of it! As of the cry of a child! Then I knew tho panther was trailing the way I had come. In the dense cover of the cedars the dark of the star-lit night showed black and fearful beyond the light of my tire from the chafe of years of wandering The brute might crawl to within leaping with his Hock, whoae speech is slow and distance before I could see him. I felt infrequent or breaks in unsteady Hoods that ho would attack mo on the sido of unpent garrulity, whose solitude is so farthest from the Hock. Heightening dear to him that he will not keep a dog. the blaze with fagots of dry cedar, I sot His sheep obey as far as each may hear the bleached buffalo skull, that served the various queer, long-t'rawn calls, as nie for a seat, within the doorway of tbo does a cavalry horse his bugle. tent and sat there with the heavy pistol As tbo sheep drank their till and in my hand, trailed slowly up to tho welcome shade A shot at the leaping form? and in the of the great live-oak, I straypd to tho far side of the water hole to fill my can teen beyond the muddy trample and dark? It would be useless! But a stout blow with the axe? 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What an the whip will's-widow beat upon them exstacy of excitement as I stood in the with blows as of the sound of bieakera blaze of the dry-country sun beside that falling in the calm that follows storm flV ''$ PJCTO panther track. Ah me! and yesterday, runninga land line across the open prairie, with com pass and tripod over my shoulder and eje fixed upon a distant object, I all but trod on one of the great cats where he lay watching a cow with a young calf; and this with such sad dearth of thrill that my eye never wavered, lest I should lose the course, until I had set up tho instrument and brought it to bear upon my sight. In the evening, when I had led tho sheep to within half a mile of camp, I left them grazing, in such demure order as one may see when a parading regi ment stands at ease, up my pot of beans and tho rustling of each Fmall child of night set my hands gripping at the axe helve, my knees went all aquivar with a sudden trembling and a damp sweat broke out upon me. 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