The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1888-12-07
CHIPS CURE.
The Boys Capture a Doctor with
Telling Results.

The Boys Capture a Doctor with
Telling Results.
Every now and then a horseman,
'broad-hatted and be-weaponed, with
jangling Mexican spurs and leather
"chap" leggings, dismounted, tied his
cayuse" pony to the gnawed rack,
and Joined the group of cowboys loung-
ing in the shade of Ashburn's post
ton was:
"How's Chip"
mo better" Old Man Ashburn re-
piled each time.
Looks TO me like that thar was a
mighty heavy load to put onto a child
like Chip" said Santa Fe, the cowboy
with the gaudy Mexican sash about
his waist. "A load NV pain an misery
big enough to break a man down, an
she's nothin' but childT'
Yer right; only she h'ain't a
child" spoke red-cheeked Posy; "she's
- How old, Ashburn?"
Seventeen" Ashburn answered.
Hanged if knowed," said Santa
Fe. Reckon yer right; but got so
ust to seem her amongst us a-ridin'
the cayuses an dancin' an laughin'
an singin' like a happy child, that I'd
plumb forgot she'd growed up"
Me, too" said Reddy Rose.
I'm nightly afeared she'll never
ride nur run no more" said Old Man
Ashburn. Ever sence she was a.
throwed she's ben a-gettin' slowly but
shorely worse an worse, am
Wal" interrupted Santa Fe, with
BEN sorry fer the way we run out O.
the range the cuss that roped the ca
yuse an got her throwed."
"Nur me"' cried a cowboy chorus.
At the sound of a faint call Old Man
Ashburn fastened within the building.
Presently he appeared, dragging care
fully behind him a splint-bottomed
rocking-chair. in which reclined the
wasted form of little Chip, Ashburn's
crippled daughter.
At sight of her the impuisive cow
boys waved their broad hats and went
through the motions of shouting lusti-
ly. But very little sound came from
their distended mouths.
Hello. boysr' the little cripple sa-
luted. weakly. Il Jest couldn't stay
in there any longer when l heard you
all talking. Pa didn't want me to
come, but l told him.
.'She lowed" interrupted Ash burn,
''that she'd come out yere if she'd to
crawl on her hands an knees; an l
reckon she'd"
You bet she'd a-done it, broke in
Santa Fe.
That's what she'd a-done." agreed
Reddy Rose.
''How nice the sunshine seems"
said the little cripple I've been
a-thinkin' often that mebby I'd never
git out into it ag' in to run an ride as
ust to. Some way
SAINT" whispered Fosy, hanged if
I h'ain't sorry that We stopped at
runnin' out the cuss that got her
throwed."
Me, tool" returned Santa Fe. .'Ort
to a-killed him then an thar
That's what we ort!" agreed Red
dy Rose.
Even the slight exertion attendant
upon the short trip from the little
bedroom to the door seemed almost
too much for Chips enfeebled frame.
Her face grew paler, and she leaned
YEARLY back in the old rocking-chair.
'.Mebby I'll never see you again,
boys" she piped. Il"
.'Old Man." interrupted Posy, .you
better take her back now"
but don't want to CO." the girl
protested. Il want to stay an see the
boys, an"
As easily as if she had been OF but
afeather's weight, Posy took her in his
strong arms and carried her back into
her little bedroom carefully and very
tenderly. His brown cheek was close
tc her pale one
AN who. Chip" he whispered.
IAN you, Posy," she answered,
softly.
Boys" Old Man Ashburn was say
ing as Posg rejoined the group about
the door, things looks mighty
black. She's d-sufferin' an a-sufferin'
an"
Posy rushed to his cayuse, flung
himself into the saddle and dashed