San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1889-06-12

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hood home.
Suffering had come in plenty, and as she
concluded the little story, so simple and yet
so full of pathos, the widows eyes filled with
tears.
Like as not I'll never see the dear old In
diana home again." she quavered.
'What part Nv Injiannyp asked the man.
"Slaterville, in'-
Remember Ben Hollis young, pig head
ed foolY'
Remember Benz Why, l should say did.
And he was no fool, either, so he wasn'tr
Biggest fool on top Nv EARTH" persisted
the shaggy headed man. 'Say you remem-
Der hing
Eyes, indeed!" answered the sick woman,
eagerly. Why, I-we-nothing- went
away, am
YES" broke in the other, hoarsely, "he
went away, jist like a sap headed fool, to git
mad at nuthin'r'
The shock headed man paused, drew long
breath, as if to strengthen his determination,
and blurted out, suddenly:
"NIarthy, dont'you know me9"
"Ben!"
Twenty minutes later, when the combined
horse doctor and jurist, the ex-prisoner, Ro-
beheld sight that made the big man ex-
claim that he would be 'dad-gummed!"
The sick woman's face was very close to
Ben's, and she was feebly endeavoring to I'M
snarl his shaggy mop of hair She paused
and looked into his eyes with a look of ineffa-
bic content that made her wan face bright.
Rooney" queried the justice, as they
paused some distance away from the wagon,
To-,
FIXED? Owns half Nv the Yaller Bird
ranch" replied Roney.
(which I've herd is the best ranch 'Cwixt
this an Texas" commented the justice.
wal" answered Roney, modestly, lin my
opinion, it's not only the best but the valua-
blest ranch to be found in a two years hunts"
Eyer pardner got airy wifeT'
Mary. Talks in his sleep sometimes, an
packs around with him ali the time a little
tintypo marked 'Marthy.'"
my mothers names Marthy," said the ex-
prisoner.
The Justice and Roney held an earnest con-
ference
Then the former sent Buck hurrying toward
the house, where he mounted a pony and
dashed away across the prairie.
When Buck returned, an hour later, tri-
umphantly bearing a marriage license, there
was n unique wedding at the old covered
wagon.
Ben Hollis stood on the hub and grinned
happily while the justice pronounced the
words that made him the husband of the in
valid, whose hand he tenderly held and whose
wan face glowed with joy.
Thirty minutes after the impressive cere-
mony, all but Buck and the quail shooter sat
about the table in the house of the judicial
horse doctor The latter persisted in heaping
upon the plate of the sick woman, who was
supported by her husbands strong ARM
enough corn dodger and side meat for three
well women.
"Who owns the other half Nv the Yaller
Bird rancho" the host asked, suddenly, as if
the thought had just struck him.
Il do" answered ROney, promptly. "Me
an Ben was strikin' fer the railroad, an then
fer the ole home stampin' grounds, to see if
anybody that knowed US was livin'. Struck
one that knowed one Nv us fore we got fairly
started"
And be gave a great grin at the newly
made bride, who blushed happily.
Dunno what the arrangements will be
now" went on Roney. But little Dick
thar's got a new father-an'-an' I-why, |
S'pose I'm bout the same as his uncle, any
howl
The voice of Buck interrupted him.
'Dick," he said, ''you needn't feel stuck up
count wv ketchin' two relatives at one clip.
Yer ole musket won't shoot scarcely an -
GROWING INSULT kin fling you side hollis"
Almost instantly there came the sound of a
boyish head hitting the floor, and Buck said,
sheepshly:
Reckon was sort Nv mistook !"-Tom P
Morgan in Golden Days.