, 1889-01-16

that got her hurt was run Off the
Range, but the cuss that kin cure her.
but won't, will never leave the Range
a-runnin' nur no way"
That's what he WON'T" agreed
Reddy Rose.
DR.. Bristow seemed to fully realize
what Posy's words implied.
Next day, long before the hour for
performing the operation that was to
end or n " Chips life, the cowboys
had c~ongregated in the shade of Ash
burns postofice, Posy was not with
them.
"Posy," little Chip was saying. MS
she feebly stroked the rough head
bent above her, IF If l don't get
out again, give each of the boys one
of these"
Then she weakly drew from beneath
her pillow as many locks of hair, tied
with little pieces of ribbon, as there
weIo cowboys in the group outside.
There was one for Posy, also, he no
ticed through the mist of tears that
dimmed his eyes.
Little Chip softly stroked Posy's
rough head, as he bent still lower til
his lips touched hers, and n hot tear
fell on each cheek. Then, far Drawer
than he, she turned her face away.
"Good-by, Posy," she said.
"Good-by, Chip"
He staggered out of the room, and
dashing the tears from his eyes,, he
gltasped the doctors arm with a force
that made him vince, and whispered
hoarsely;
Go in, now, an'-an' if her good
by was the last one, God forgive vel
This yere iron"-balf drawing his re
volver never misses fire, an
Wal, you'll never go often the Rangel"
DR.. Bristow had made no idle boast
when he spoke Of his professional skill.
and all of that skill was called into
action to preserve unsnapped the chord
that bound poor little suffering Chip
to life. When the operation was over
and the crisis past, the great physician
tottcrcd through the door and fell
fainting into Posy's arms.
She is safel' he gaspcd, as he
opened his eyes,
As if moved by n common impulse,
the cowboys mounted their cayuses
and galloped OFF across the prairie ut
whirlwind speed. Two miles away
they halted, and gave vent to their
rejoicing in yells both long and loud.
A month later, when little Chip was
able to hop about quite smartly on her
crutches, DIR. Bristow asked of Posy,
of whom he seemed to stand in dread
full fear, if he might leave for his
eastern home on the following day.
But, doc, l thought you was keen
to go out on the Cimarron2"
Nothing vas further from DR.. Bris-
tow's desire. He told himself that if
he could but return home, it would
take a most powerful attraction indeed
to draw him away from it.
Santa Fe and Old Man Ashburn held
several mysterious conferences, in
which Posy was not invited to take
part. The result was apparent next
day. Instead of the faded blackboard,
Hank Bitters arrived in a long spring
wagon, which, as Reddy Rose said,
was simply ''gorgis" with red paint of
the reddcst red; and Hank himself
was gotten up for the great occasion
regardless, in an uncomfortable suit
of new store clothes, topped off by q
collar that persisted in riding his red
neck most outrageously. A clerical
looking parsonage who accompanied
him wa saluted by the cowboys with
shouts of Preacher Bluel"
The cowboys were all in holiday at
tire, and even Old Man Ashburn was
quito ''smartly" arraycd. Posy stared
in wonder at the group, but from the
way little Chip smiled and blushed, it
was evidently not at all a mystery to
her.
'Posy," began Santa Fc, awk-
wardly, 81 want to say fer me an
the boys an Old Man, yerc, that we
low we know how you an Chip feel
towards each other, an'-an'"@
I'VE reckon you both show mighty
good taste, broke in Reddy Rose.
KNOWN this" went oD/Santa Fe,
1--WE = that is -you wal-darn it,
you're goin' to git married ycre, an
now, an'-an' yere's yer weddin' pres
ent from me an the boysl Soon's it's
over you're goin' to start on a weddin'
tower. We low Chip needs travel :"
and Santa Fe thrust a roll of bills into
the hand of the astonished Posy.
The latter presently essayed to ex-
press all his thanks, but the cowboys,
seeing his embarrassment, drowned his
words by wild yclls.
After Posy and Chip had been made
one, DR.. Bristow vas the first to be
equal to the occasion. He first pro-
posed ana carried out the kissing of
the bride. The cowboys followed suit,
and Posy, still half dazed, was nearly
knocked off his feet by a rush of com
rades to claim tribute from the tempt
ing mouth of the new made bride.
When the very red spring wagon
departed, its occupants were Posy,
Chip, DR.. Bristow, besides Hank Bit
tcrs, the truthful. Just before they
entered the timber they waved an
adieu TO the cowboys congregated be-
fore Ashburn's p~ostofice.
Santa Fe unwound his guady Mexi-
cal scarf and waved it IN response.
and the other cowboys industrfously
swung their hats and yelled till the
red wagon and its occupants had
passed from sight.
"Ashburn, you ole fool, you're
a-cryin'," said Santa Fe, presently.
so air your spoke Reddy Rose.
"Wal, you're not q bit better yer
selfl' retorted Santa Fe.-Frank Les
lies.
a Fascinating Young Lady.
III Upton county. Tenn. lives n