Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1883-04-12
n RACE FOR A KISS.
How Nevada woman Cured Her Hus
band of Tipping.

relates with great glee how neighbor
OF MS was cured OF too frequent tipping
the gin-bOttle. This neiyhbOr married
young, handsome and spirited lady.
aud Tor month or two all went well in
che house and about the farm; then the
husband fell back into his old tricks.
The wife demonstrated and for a time
the husband reformed Presently, how
ever, she became satisfied that the
''bottlc-tipping" was again going on.
When she spoke TO her husb band about
the matter he swOrc that the "aroman
she detected was that of collie med-
cine ne was taking, he having dcvel-
opcd most intractaJle collie, for She re-
lief of which he had brought home and
paraded a bottle of medicine.
The wife was confident that there was
kept somewhere about the premises
considerable store Of very different
kind of medicine. She kept her own
council, and at the same time strict
watch. In a day or two she discovered
under manger in the barn the secret
hoard. She said nothing of the dscoy-
cry to her husband.
Soon after the husband had business
ut u ncighbors some two miles away.
On his return he was somewhat sur
prised at seeing a note pinned upon
his front door. He hastily advanced
and reed a follows;
BEN: You will find the key of the
house where YOU keep your collie medi~
cine. | have taken Kitty and gone
home to my mother. Father and broth
er Bob viii come tomorrow for the
trunk in which | have packed my
things. NELLIE"
The husband rushed to the barn. At
glance he saw that Kitty, his wife's
mare, and the Side-saddlc were gone.
Darling 10 the manger he hauled out
his corpuIent demijohn of gin, and sus-
pended from its neck found the key OF
the house.
Securing the key. he sent the demi-
John whizzing and crashing against a
post of the barn. Bounding forth, he
ran to and mounted the horse he had
left standing in front of his house.
Away he dashed. 1t was ten miles
to the house of his father-in-law, and
he was determined to ovcrtake his wife
before she could reach it or kill horse
in the attempt.
Said the butter man: Now, seed
Ben S wife come over the hill, half a
mile south of my house, on her little
mare Kitty, and began tOperform some
queer abolulions. After she'd cot over
the brow O the hill she paced up an
down the road for time; then she rid
up and looked over the ridge for
while. After lCOllin' bit she turned
about and rid up and down the road !
few times; then went up to the brow @
l4, II, IL.
once or twice she got of and led Kitty
Up to the tor of the hill
- as puzzled rs 20 whether she |
was Wajtia for somebody or had lost !
something while on her way to her
fathers place, some four miles beyond |
my house. | was Just about to wall /
out that way when | seed her wheo,
Kitty round from the brow o the hill
and began to play her whip.
"ln half minute she was nyin' past
my place like wild woman. stood
at nay front gate by the roadside, ready
to ho.ler out at her to know what was
up. bu;, bless YOU. she never looked
tO'ards me. tier ewes seemed sOt In
nor mead, her face was pale and at
every Jump she let into Kitty with q
whip. swar. her ridin skirt fairlr
cracked rs She bounded past
''Jist then ! heard q tremendous
clatter behind me. Turnin' about,
seed Ben a-comin' overtno pitch of the
hill on his bic black hoSs. like a wild .
Comanchc He was ridin' with loose
relns, leanin' away for ard. and dggiu' F..
his big spurs, into his horse like he'd /
rip his insdeS out
He passed by, with hair and coat