New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1888-07-08

waI,up, what was comin too. Then says
BIN Gene that's my boy. Don't he look lcs hko
mcp was stuck for a minute cause coudh'' sec ,
II looked like ANYTHING ccpt jcs' baby, but braced
up an says Eli, he's the pctur' OF you cept MS
cycs-hc's got his mothers eyes Yes says bll
his mothers eyes an mebbe her hair, too, only ts
awful short Then started to say something but
Bill stopped me, an he: Pearl Is awful sch
an want you TO got onto o. my mules an ride on
TO Dcadwood an git a doctor to come down.
So done So goIn' bout quick as anybody ever
did with mule that kinder set ag'in goin' any
how an got back way ahead o. the doctor when
come up there was nobody in sight waited min
ute an didn't hear n0hn'. Then | tapped little
on tho trail wagon an Eli said, Como in sorer
cholcd like an put my head under the canvas
the back end.
"Therc sat Bill on the bottom OF the wagon-box with
the baby on one arm, while he was alookln down az
Pcarl-hcr head was a-layin' in his lap an her face
was so white that II scarf Then she opened her
eyes an at first they big an Wild like, but they
got softer an she Looked at an said awful weak
so could les hear It Gene says she, look after
Bill little an cheer him up when I'm gone An
then she looked at the baby with her big eyes an up
at Bill and tried TO raise her hands, an BIZ saw what
she wanted an put OF her arms round the baDy
an the other up round his own neck an leaned
over. an come away quicks could an went round
TO the mules an tried to make blevo was ixln tho
harness or something. mule is very checrin' oD
such caslon. An after few minutes BIZ como
out with the baby sl on his arm-tho llttic fencr
never whimpercd-an' he set down on the wagon
tongue an his head kinder dropped In his mana, an
saws he: Gene, there alnt nobody to take care
me m the boy now"
ave waited a while an then got a Teller that came
along TO drive my outfit an took Bills an he got
in tho wagon an we went to Dcadwood The next day
was Sunday an We had tho funeral. Ev'ry frcightcr
that could be there, an lots OF other folks tha'
knowcd Bill come down whore held II. had
preacher too; Bll was doubtful, but told hin IL
'ud be- better. When he como Bill took him to ,9ne
side says no 4 want to tell you fore you besh:
You know who am an who she was-my wifc-youve
heard our story Now don't want you to preach
no sermon cause yOu might say something aGn her
when you didn't mean TO an It would be bad for you,
an OF me- too so jcS' read little ont o your
Bibe-I reckon that's all straight talk-an II You
must say something es' say she was squar an never
went back on Bill jerks =
So that's about the way It was; tho preacher read
some an then he sung song heard at church when
a boy. an some Of us FINED In little, an Big
Smith whistlcd the tune kinder soft like an looked
at the ground an then the preacher said that her that
was gone must have been good woman or tho husband
sho left would not mourn her so much an so deep.
an then he put on: she was always true TO BIZ
Jcnbs an that all.
"Wc buried her down the gulch. bit of from the
trail I'm little park 'mong pInes-Bill wouldn't
have nothing to do with the pg'lar graveyaris-he
said folks might not want her there, an they needn't
have her. lie dug the grave himself so 1t would BIO
right he said. He sent clear to Omaha after head
stono an It's a bcauty-nicer N any they got In the
buryln' ground.
The baby, hey You bet he's all right the preach
ers wife took him for while an then Bill got her
an her husband to go with him an take the baby down
to his folks in Iowa-all Bill's family down there are
good deal moro on style an that sort o. thing than
he u.s. an they got lots o. money an were tcked TO
death with tho little cuss, an taking the best
kind o. care OF him an when he gifts big going
to send him to school, an give him an cdicatton an
big start in life Tho old folks wanted BIZ to stay
homo too, but ho said the life would Kill him 1t was
so regular he's goln down TO tho little fellcr
once a year. | wonder when he grows up an gifts
wcarn' fine clothes an thing m another II he'll
anything bout the start he had way out here
by the trail in the biz freight wagon all covered with
dust Oh, mother thing, Bill named him William
Queen Eugene Jenks-nothng ornery bout that name
Is thcrclo FRED. H. CARRUTH.