, 1889-01-16
CHIPS CURE.

'Clnp lGEEIuEs, GlsmOuUigd, tied his
"~Cuyuso' pony TO the gnuwcd rack.
aud joined the group Of cowboys
luuuEHg in the shade of Ashburn's
p~nsioiiiue. W!th each conner the frs,
question was:
"Eow's Chipf'
40 better, Old Man Ashburn re
piled each time.
"Iools,to mo like that thar was a
mighty heavy load TO put onto a child
like Chip said Santa lc, the cowboy,
with the EIudy Mexican sash about
his waist ~ load uy pain an misery
big enough TO break "a man down, an
she unih'n' but a childl'
Yer right, only sho child
spoke red checked Posy; she's
How old, AshbuTuI'
Seventeen" Ashburn answered.
Hanged If | Bnowud. said Santa
Fe. Reckon yer right; but ! got 50
ust TO secin' her amongst us, a-ridiu'
the cayUscs NJ duuciu' am iauchin' an
siugin' like a happy child, that I'd
plumb forgot she'd growcd up"
Me, too, said Rcddy Rose.
I'm nightly afcard she'll never
udo muir run no more,' slil Old Man
Aslburu. Ever scuCe she was o.
throwcd she's ben a.gittin' slowly but
sltorgly woTsG an worse, an ~"
WAL interrupted Santo Fc, with
grim -carncstucss, II h'aint never ben
sorry fer the way we run out o the
Range the Gus that ropod the cayhse
an got her throwed.n
"Nur NOR cried n cowboy chorus.
At the sound Of n faint call, Old
Man Ashburn hastcned within the
building. Presently he appeared,
dragging carefully behind him n
splIEt bottomcd rocking chair, in
which rccliucd the wasted form Of
little Chip, Ashburn's crippled dnugh-
tor.
At sight of her, the impulsivc cow
boys waved their broad hats and went
through the motions of shouting lusti-
ly. But very little sound came from
their distcnded mouths.
Hello, boysr the little cripple
saluted, weakly. Il jest couldn't stay
in there any longer when | heard you
all talking Pa didn't want me to
come, but / told him
SHE lowed interrupted Ashburn,
that she'd como IA zero if she'd to
crawl on her hands an knees, an |
reckon she'd
You bet she'd a-done itN' broke in
Santa Fc.
That's what she'd a-donc," agreed
Rcddy Rose.
How nice tho sunshine sccmsm'
said tho little cripple. I've been
a-thinkin' often that mcbby I'd never
git out into it ag'in to run an ride as
| ust to. Some Way
SAINT" whispered Posy, banged if
hnln't sorry VIC stopped at ruunin'
out tn" cuss that got her throwcd."
Mo. tool returned Santa Fo. "Ort
TO n-kIllcd him then an thar
"IlHt's what we ortI' agreed Rcddy
Rose.
Even the slight cxcrtiou attendant
upon the short trip from the little bed
room 10 the door seemed almost too
much for Chips cnfceblcd frame. Her
tnce grew pgler, and she leaned weari-
ly back in the old rocking chair.
"Mcbby I'll never see you again,
boys she piped. IT
old man" interrupted Posy, you
better take her back now"
But | don't want TO GO" the girl
protested. Il want to stay an see tho
boys. am
As easily as if she had been of but
a feathers weight, Posy took her in
- ~ ,si'Uh aLt'iI Iiiu carried hGr oacK
~ y ht.io "y 4 c'teiully ana
~ ,e'SlI'S' MS Oro"h CHECK was
,SA ~ nY' Ply ~ on
a, II LIP nc TulsPerSd.
Ell YOU rosy She answered,
SUN
Olu ann hshourh was say
H NJ rs L '.g rrJolI'a the group about
SSiil SU''I' ulLhss looks mighty black.
~ " 'S"l'tfh an a SuIerIn
AL
"'f !".iIc.t I ms cayuSe, Hung
ni.''@-l' mo inc saddle, n dashed
aII"1S INC pFalrlG7 followed by
Ms T~ot'.I%Se,.
G'ului sIuhu II, ho told them,
rs inc PONIES bounded away 70 tho
ELs.".lri lest couldn't stand Z
L,stF Ilai pore ole cuss a-tcllin' Of LITTLE
S"iP a-Ee,Nh ncarIcr an neardcl
II'.I' Al ne her dad, not able to hell
Hea.
ort, an we will do
Thar comes Hank ~ broke in Rcdd,