Daily Yellowstone journal., 1889-12-31

"Doggonc, ~fellers, did you see thatf'
"See what.' Hank asked.
"Rilc buyin' lat terbacker."
"Oh, wal" said Hicks, ~ foller has
TO sort o spread on a little style when
he's iiXin' to git married"
Rile mounted his horse and rode off
in the direction Of Busby's place. and
after going a couple of miles, halted
in front Of an old frame building.
Hello" he yelled
Hello ycrselfl' II voice answered
from the rear Of the house, and a mo
ment lpteran Old man came into view.
"Good-moruin'. Rilc," the voice con
tinucd. Won't We light
"liGint time 10 git down, Mr.. Bus
by" Rile said. 81 come 10 speak nth
We on a matter o business"
Ibid, ehl What mout il be about3'
"lt's bout Jane. hear she's got
back"
"Yes. she's 20 home
"Wal, you know | offered to take
'er for a wife afore she went away
"Yes."
"An' | come by TO say that I'd be
willin' TO take 'cr yet. What YOU say."
why, Mr.. Woods, you'll have TO
speak To Jane about il. If she's willin'
10 marry you, | sha'ut object"
"NNal, but she's not goin' to be will
in, is sheF'
I'm afraid not, Rile."
"Tien whar's the sense in speakin'
TO here
What else can you dol'
kin speak to you, | reckon. hold
yer note for $500, old man, an ! want
the money or the gal, an it's fer you
to say which Tin to have
Il couldn't possibly raise the money
now, Rile."
Then give me the gal"
81 told you TO get her if you can"
but that don't answer. You must
deliver 'er To me-"
How am | TO do that, Rile, if she
objectsl You wouldn't ask me 10 force
her to marry against her willi'
Il dunno why ! wouldn't. What
does a gal know about what's good for
'er! Amt you her %%uardccn: amt it
yourduty to manage fer'erl OF course
it is, an | want YOU 10 give 'cr 10 me.
In be oye to-morry, with the squire,
TO git married, an expect you To he
ready with the gal"
II can't do il, Rile. You ask too
much"
Then / demand the monuy."
"Well," Mr.. Busby said, after q
short silence. I'll see what Jane saws.
and | promise to do what | can for
you"
"All right" RiIe replied. as he rode
off; IAN Ill be here without fail"
Il ain'tas well edicated as some, but
when il comes 10 business, / kin man.
age to keep up my end Of a bargain
Rile unused us he rode along. II loant
old Busby that money fer a purpose,
an its servin' me mighty well, shore.
Reckon Jane won't take no great
fancy 10 Margin me, but | don't keer
shucks fer that, so Tonga as shes a good
worker, an knows how to keep house
an bile soap
And Rile chuckled TO himself when
he thought how neatly he had trapped
the girl by getting her father within
his power.
He had gone a mile Oh his way
home when he met old Cal. Rankins
riding lcIsurely in the opposite di'
rection.
Hello, Rile!" Cal called, as he
drew rein. "Whar ya been in this di.
rectioni'
Been overto Busby's," Rile replied.
"Had business over ther'i'
"Kinder."
"Mout | ax whatln
"lcs-it's bout Jane. She's got
home, an I'm a-goin' over to-morry tc
marry err
Old Cal looked up in surprise, and
there was a look of ~displeasure on
his face. lie was u 'Possum Ridge
farmer, something near 90 years old,
and for the third time a widower. lie
was, withal, a tough looking citizen.
"%llumphl' he said at last, $50 Dicks
gals back, is shef'
"Yes."
HAS she promised TO marry YET"
"No, | hain't axed 'er. But I've goi
a grip on old Busby, an she'll have 70
marry me whether she wants TO OF
not. ! don't have TO AK err"
Look here, Rile," old Cal went on,
quite seriously, we've been good
friends an have allus got on fust
rate, hain't WEI"
"Yes, we have"
"An' now | kinder hate to have any
hard feelin's come up atwixt us, OF
say or do anything TO rile We, but ]
must say that ] think we air not doin
lest fair an honest in this matter"
whats it any O. your business
Cal Rankinsi' Rile demanded, some
what warmly.
ITS my business this fer, RilC
Woods" Cal exclaimed. 1--WE made
up my mind that I'd take the gal my
self, an | don't think you air actin
fair when you try TO force her int
takin' you!"
, For a little while Rile was taker
! aback. He had not dreamed Of ole
! Cal as n possible competitor.
/ 80 you want Jane for your wife.
i Ell" he remarked, after a short silence
Eyes, an Tn goin' TO have 'er, tool
p Cal replied, dofiantly.
"Wal, you just wont, old manf'
, IL just Wills old Cal cried, slipping
down from his horse; ''an' | kin licl
, the tarnel hide often the man who
3 says ] won'tr'
Rile sprang TO the ground instantly
' and in a trembling tone yelledi
l Il say you won't-an' if you wan