Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1888-08-17

long whips could be heard. Benin,
them came the cook wagon, or "grul
outfit" drawn by a pair OF slow-mov
ing, mouse-colored mules.
This was Dock Walters herd o
Texan broad-horns on their way Il
the railway shipping point in Kansas
Dock Walters, lnjun Bill and thu
Yankee rode close together some dis
tance in the rear of the herd, Injur
Bill, with quick motion of his sun
Drowned hand, threw back his mop o
jetty hair as stiff almost as u horses
name.
Dock" no asked, "time fer ante
lopez"
Reckon so," answered the proprie,
tor of the herd. "We'rc in the grang-
ers' country"
"fm tired NV salt junk," growlod
Bill.
me, too!n chimcd ip Yankee.
"Samo hcre!n added Dock Walters.
"Inj, you an Ynnk kinder shassay
around II lcotlo. If you run onto any
antelope, you know what to do, l
reckon"
"You bet yer lifo!"
That was the extent of tho CONVEX
sntion, but each thoroughly understood
it.
Away the two went, their ponies
bounding along at the top of their
speed and the brims of their broad
hats, that had once been white, flop
ping up and down at every bound of
the ponies. The jlnglcs on their great
spurs ratified and clanked mcrrily.
Suddenly Iniun Bill, the half-brecd,
drew so quickly on the horse-hair rein
of his bride that his pony stopped al
most in its tracks.
Bill had spicd the sleek, sharp
horned hcifcr that Liz had been watch
ing before she fell asleep. "Ant'lope,"
he said, briefly.
Then they raced away again toward
the hcifcr calmly standing by the
"branch.n
A long-continued feud exists be-
tween the cattle men of the plains and
bllt olhtNlltlo' va Ei'ihSNlof 10 hh'g
call them. The wire fences of the
grangers encroach, year by year, upon
the land that the cattle kings have for
seasons without number been wont
to consider their own. The grangers
plow up the pasture and their barbed
fences cut off the trails. The cowboys
rctaliate in many ways. They cut the
wire fences, burn an occasional outly-
ing haystacll and do any damage that
seems not likely to be proven on them.
The few cows of the squatters they
consider their lawful prey, and many
II "mooley' that has strayed from her
owners corral and watchful care is
never seen again. About the same
time there is "antelope" for dinner at
the cowboy camp. They know moth
ing of the fate of the granger's COW; not
they. The flesh they are eating is 'ante-
LOPEZ and that is all the satisfaction
the farmer gets.
The sleek heifer threw up her head
and ceased to push away the offending
green heads. Injun Bill had coiled his
hair luriat neatly and was swinging it
rapidly about his head us they ad-
vanced. The animal turned as If to
flee. The lariat shot toward her and
the loop fell about her neck. The
half-breeds pony stopped short, ohe-
dent to the touch of the cruel MeXi-
can bit. The heifer was brought
around with n turn that almost dis
jointcd her neck. The next instant
she lay on her back, with her sharp,
black-tipped horns digging into the
earth at the roots of the iron weeds.
Casting his bride to Injun Bill,
Yankee rushed forward on foot.
There was twice repeated CLEAN of
steel, and the sleek Cherokee heifer
lay dead with a knife-thrust entering
her brain, just behind her little sharp
horns.
Five minutes sufIiced for them to cut
out the choicest bits of the antelope
beef.
So quietly was the whole thing done
that Liz, asleep in the shade of the
scrubby oak, did not hear II sound.
Then, as the half-breed mounted
Sith the beef strapped on behind, n
swift-footed jack rabbit dashed by to-
Sard the north with prodigious leaps.
In an instant, Yankee sprang on his
pony and was racing away after the
aaeing rabbit, while lnjun Bills pony
piodded off to the southwest toward
the distant herd.