The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1889-02-08

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think 1t quite commendabla,
Nyou'd cOme and tend the baby, and you'll
find him very tendable."
The way she took him by the car will nuke
this poem readable;
She pulled him out and lead him home, and
Yankee Blade.
LOVES SrKHifiAGEM:
Lieut.. Marshall clanked into his
diminutivc quarters helmeted and
sworded.
"Hail, guardian of the fort!" cried
Mrs. Marshall, looking up from the
pcrusal Of u letter from home. "Did
you have IL very horrible night?'
$50, So"
These nights OH guard we're always
horrible in Mrs. Marshall's mind, and
SO Unnecessary, she grumbled, in pip
ing times Of peace. No Indians
within five hundred miles; no labor
riots. She did not believe in works
of supererogation.
Marshall was saying, "In time of
peace prepare for war;" sleepily, when
an orderly rapped. "Hullo! here's
active service for you''-rnding the
paper handed in by the orderly. Bet
ty came and read over her husbands y
shoulder. II am not sure that like
this kind ofpolice duty, however"
"August twentieth That's to-
morrow, Tom. AN escort of ten
men. To pursue and arrest and bring
back to Jail in Green River jas.
O'Leary.' What does it ail mean?"
"O'lNary is the fellow who broke
into Jones jcwclry store in Green
River the other day. He is II lespcr-
ate character, l hear; escaped from
Texas u few months ago, where he
was awaiting trial for manslnughter.
! wish the Green River people would
look after their own rascals. And
Why should the colonel pitch on me
to go? just off the guard, too, and
as seedy as you plense."
Betty sympatl,ized with him fully,
of course; you might be sure Of that.
Toms grievances eased off I'm that
sunshine. He picked limselfup pres
emily, and went back to the guard
house to turn over his responsible
ties to his immediate successor; then
to see the colonel, and CLEAN partic-
ulars in regard to the morrow's ex-
petition. 1t was borne in upon him
that the colonel had proposed to
compliment him by this detail. "If
can only keep my eyes open," he said
to himself, strolling down the line
from the colonel's office, gazing at IL
photograph of the escaped burglar,
which had been handed him. Two
or three officers were standing on the
porch talking to Betty when he came
up. He showed the photograph.
"O'Leary, his countenancc," said
one of these. "Old Jim, they call
him, because he was christened John,
and because he looks like babe. If
we were in San Antonia now, and
you caught him and brought him
back to the jail there, the chances are
he would he linched. He has q very
unenviable reputation down that
way. He's been wanted in Texas a
long time-wanted badly"
"Who is it he looks like?' Betty
wondered.
"Onc OF Raplael's cl,erubs? NO;
they're too fat and jolly. AmediavaI
saint"
81 don't believe he has done all
those dreadful things" cried Betty,
still gazing.
Tom took tho photograph from
her and turned to go im-Goors, the
other young men moving on.
II have to l,e off before dark, Bet
ty take my men into Green river,
and start from there with the con-
stable and one or two of his lnyr-
midons."
Betty followed him into the house.
''Do get good sleep, dcarest," she
said, land by the time you are about
again dinner will be ready"
Tomgot offduly, cheered and speed
ell by his wife and hercook. Thclat
ter displayed unusual energy. asking
more questions than Mrs. Marshall
could answer as to the burglar ut
large and the efforts being made to
capture him. This cook was q young
woman Of twenty-four or SO, Of
type that one walking in the beaten
pnth IL more apt to find in Bret
Harte's novels than in real life. But
life us Il frontier post il hardly the
beaten path. Betty had remarked
of her hand-maiden that she might
have been brought up anyhow, aud
come from anywhere, and done any
thing. Once, going out suddenly in
to the kitchen, she discovered the
cook mounted on IL table singing
variety tlleater ditty, with appro-
pirate gestures. to two other neigh
boring cooks and nn enlisted man or
two. There was a lncy abandon
about this performance which sng-
gested to Mrs. Marshall that the
singer was at homo behind the foot
lights.
sit makes me Creep" Betty told
Tom, "to think how she has probably
been knocked about the world. Her
father was miner, and she was
brought up in that kind of atmos-
plerc-excitemcnt, false hopes, and
disappointment.
Married, ] dare say supple
mented Tom. "And put bullet
through the fellows head, and then
has takenup with one or two others"
"Yes, yes.' Betty dropped her voice
to an awe-struck whisper. "She act
ually showed me the photograph ofa
friend of hers who she said was in
tor five years-in lsuch u dreadful
wnriD for bigamy. In prison at
Leavcnworth.'
why don't y.'u get rid OF her"
cried Toni; briskly. "Shes IL beustly
cook; 1 know that"
RVt In spite eF Est 1Yse etiQNRtjs IN.