The Sunday herald. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1866-1887, 1885-09-06
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A Cowboy Romance from the Pacific
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The movements Of real cowboy on
kearny street attracted attention yesterday,
He stood nearly six feet In his boots, and his
regular features and dropping blonde mus.
tache gave his face an aspect of beauty fully
in keeping with his handsome proportions.
His attire was that Of the vaquero, consisting
OF buckskin trousers, wooden shirt fastened
at the throat with n carelessly knotted silk
handkerchief, n coarse chinohilla sack coat,
| and broad .brimmed felt hat of the sombrero
pattern. An Ala reporter learned his name
and his history. His name was Edward N.
Wilietts, and six years ago he was at college,
when he received peremptory orders from his
father, wealthy Boston merchant, to enter
the theological class and N himself for the
ministry. The command came like n
thunder.b to the happy-gol lucky young
fellow, who had always believed himself
destined to follow his father in business when
the latter should be ready to retire. A
quarrel with his pero was the result, and the
young fellow suddenly left.
The wild life of the cowboys caught his
fancy. Salary proved little object, and he
had little difficulty in attaching himself TO a
big ranch until he had mastered his new vo-
cation. The opening of the summer found
him engaged with three or four comrades in
driving a small band Of steers over the Santa
Cruz Mountains. Toward the end of the
drive the steep bluffs that line the road on
either hand kept the steers in fairly good
order, and only occasionally did an unusual
juicy bunch of grass tempt some hungry one
to bolt up the slope or into the canyon below.
II was an occasion of this sort that sent Will
let's careering among the brakes and ferns
on the slope above. A chase of half mile
had seen the truant return to the band, and
Willetts was skirting the edge of the bank
sons distance in advance of the drove In
search of safe place TO descend, when In
the middle OF the narrow road he saw
lovely girl. The drove was laundering
down on her, and promising to soon crush
her young life out beneath their ponderous
weight. Escape for the girl seemed impossi-
BILE. From the road to where Willett's horse
stood was wall OF rock full twenty feet In
height, and below to the he'd of the stream
WAS sheer descent Of double that distance.
For only second was the horseman in
active. Then, with the speed born of long
practice, he lifted his trusty rawhde iati
from the horn of his saddle and threw It.
Put that under your arms, miss. was Will
let's hasty injunction. 1t was obeyed and
not a moment too soon the girl was lifted
above the heads and horns of the oncomiug
cattle.
thcy WcTo Wtil ny Wlicttb SLOWLY
Stacked down until his "catch " dropped
softly toethe earth. Five minutes later,
when he managed to find pathway down
aud reached the subject of his daring bit of
horsemanship, she was lying in the dust in
a faint. When she recovered he learned
that she, too, was from Boston, and with her
father and mother was spending the sum-
mer amid California's most favored spots.
The old gentleman, her father, was highly
delighted when he learned of Willetts
identity, as he soon did. His daughter
foolishly placed high value on my little
SERVICE" explained Willetts, blushipg,
land when saw how she had over-esti.
mated it, meanly demanded the largest re-
ward could think Of. The details were
settled yesterday, and came up by the
evening train to fit myself for her society
She swears that look like an angel in my
WOODEN shirt and buckskin trousers, but
will try and get her used to me in civilized
garb, for a vaquero's dress i, hardly the
thing for a'thetic Boston,"
care you going back p
Yes, in September. We shall tour
Yosemite as man aud wife, and then go
back home. My father-in-law says that my
father has lcng been anxious to have me
come home, and that he will set me up il the
old gentleman doesn't, so think had better
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