Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1884-04-11
ROMANCE OF A. COWBOY.

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But a True Love is the best"
Lille f.. Barr, in N. 7. Ledger.
ROMANCE OF A. COWBOY.
u favorite steamship of the White
Star Line is in the act of leaving her
wharf at New York for a summer trip
across the Atlantic, with every berth en-
Gagged. The bell warning call for the
shore" has ceased. The irrepressible
straeglcr-who answers on these occa-
sins to the inevitable Derby dog-has
been hustled along the gangway which
The deck hands will have off in another
moment, when the hand-kissing, hand
Notwithstanding crowd on the planks is
parted as by a bomb-shell, and a man
carving q small valise rushes through
with a loud '.Hold on" and lust man
ares to scramble on board. He is u re-
markable MANN that company-and
immediately becomes an object of in
icyest and wonder. His ..butternut
p~ants" are tucked into huge boots
reaching almost up to his knees and
bearing Ito the initiated) q pictorial his
tory of their own. They are red with
the mud OF the Sierras, white with the
dust of travel, black with the dirt of the
New York long shore (the dirtiest dirt
IN the world), and polished to a bright
bronze where they have gripped the
saddle. He wears a rough-dried white
shirt, without any collar, an old blue
flannel Norfolk jacket and SLOUGH hat,
The original color Of which has long
ceased to be determinable. But he sings
oil that "Hold on" in tie tone of a
commander-in-chief, and when he raises
his sombrero in apology to some ladies
who had been disturbed by his irregular
e0trance, a very remarkable head is
disclosed. The passengers shrink from
him right and left, as though he were
some dangerous animal, and a steward
rUshes up with q "'Ere now! second
class passengers"
For all answer this man hands him
hi yalise "a brand-new one) saying,
Take that to No. 142, and then come
back and show me the way to the bath
room." He follows the wondering
waiter a step OF two, whispers some,
thing in his ear and (apparently) shakes
hands with him. Opinions differ as to
whether he Is a digger from Leadville,
a Mormon Elder, an escaped convict, or
aTexan Cowboy" and the important
~question-what is to be done with him
al table? being a tirst-class passenger
arises.
The Captains cabin on deck is en-
gagged by the GLADLY" and two children
Of Senator Hiram j. Nickersen and her
bosom friend, Mrs. Plover-a young
widow in her second year of colors. and
one Of the o accomplished firts in
-he United States. Hon. Hiram J. has
sleeping berth in another part of the
ship.
Now, Mrs. Nickersen, though provid-
Ell With 4 nurse, had, as usual, to take
'tare of that persons charges in the SUI
pro- me moment Of departure, and so the
$ nsational appearance of that pic.
flresque but doubtful stranger was lost
upon her. He had therefore to be de.
scribed.
My DEAR" said Cora Plover, enc is
IKE Mckee Rankin in The Danites,
out handsomer. He has lovely LONG
brown hair passed behind his ears anC
rolling over his collar; a beautiful beard
gust u shade lighter, and violet eye;
WIN a snap in them. If I could paint
Ia take him as a model for the Arch
angel Gabriel. What is a .cowboy'?'
ms to the Senator, who informed hel
mat male persons of whatever age who
l'hd cattle in Texas are called ':cow
boys and are ga very rough crowd"
We shall see at dinner" observed
the widow. Eve told the purser t.
put him opposite us. He was so glad
poor man!''
The cowboy!' exclaimed her friend
NO the purser. He was at his wit
end where to put him. Everybody ha'
oeen declaring that they would not 81
Hear him."
You are perfectly incorrigible
IoEa, said Mrs. Nickersen. 81 do be
tl!eve that If Jumbo were dressed up i
,op,boots and a SLOUGH hat, you'd wan
20 ilirt with him.
18th dinner came disenchantmcnt
Inc lovely brown hair, the flown
BEARD, and the violet eyes with a sna
III them, were indeed there, but tn
picturesque attire had Deer replaced b
Il suit of Enthusiastically ready-mad
'e!othes, which did not fit him. an
MADE him look from chin downwar
1'Ae i very common person.
30 is not q cowboy" Cora whl
pered to the Senator. He eats his sou
IKE a well-bred man,
Y rhusll! He'll hear you."
Inc warning came not a minute to
soon, Tor the violet eyes were on he
ana there was o snap in them.
,1rVea with fish, he clutched his TO,
rs though it were a dagger, plunged
INTO his portion OF red snapper. tore G
d morscl which he Deliberately place
On the point of his knife, and so pass
70 question. Having finished
Hoppcd up the sauce with a bit Of bre,
Emu ate it. Then he looked at the bea