The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1890-02-13
BEN FARGO'S A

No. Rsssor C;c,,on i'm It's first issue, ..wc
ice-u eh.s T.en Farvu's claim has been
Tomorrow. when We predict that ne win
attend to the eviction IN his usual p'""p'
No fault could have been found with
this item except, perhaps, that 10 might
have been a little ,1 sn,,x n",, T." ." IL.
s v ~ @..1 =. IL ,;,,."., asLcd
w.n Sr,iJn ~ u;nsson r.,,;,ssl the
news 20 the citizens lounsins ON the porch
of the Eureka general store.
..Dun know" answered the mail car
rier. ..Didn't stop to find out. Smoke
s=-a."L;nr Tn,h'n;n wayin AN. "A pair ~
sr.sHs nJHn. hx
"wall," predicted Colonel Pride about
five minutes after Ben gifts there. them
rickety mules will he pullin' that ~candai.
claim"
.Wn, ,-, ,.,,, ala. .i,;z.,s
-,Pears like Ben Farg"'S claim is ailus
helm jumped
AN ufJninf%n JhSt as "i''h' ~a"' '"
Had To laugh thoth"r day. IA Was
ridin p.st, sam Nir.' y fi,cksoi. .tie.
from Mizzury'd jumped the claim tha,
time. an was bikin Johhhy-tttkc ~ ,schs
skillet. Five minutes to get your 1ohhh!
out ~ my skillet says hen. The year
s Ssx. M nnn mi, ,hin me !. r my c YeES'; ~. an: :M.S.
ny 'twuz Tore ] jumped IT, prok.' III Niiz-
Jury, turnin' over the Johhny-cake les
jump H.. which'm Ike in bout three.
minutes says Hen. track yer whir,;
says Nii.h;,ry, I'm anle Ter y1m' -,
" Hang the law! broke IN zen, ana
sailed IN. They tangled, an IN a,out W."
minutes M'zzury found heH mae. !, m,..
his head into the ground. Then, after
tnnkin' him around awhile, Ben sat ON
h.%: . ,M%p's Tile cam, !" i, ' 'pear now to he as a
lie later Mizz,iry had his team hitched To
his wagin. an was a,:.s,atin' his johnny
Mr.. Ben Fargo, returning To New Bos-
ton the following day, became aware that
well" he said. half aloud. ~ am in "a
hurry IA get 10 New Boston, but ! reckon
a; sH Wa Si''rs So ,.n overly rI S MefI tiiS s.h. E'h hi conn M,
mented, as lie left the road. "Wagon
don't look safe, and the mules seem
rickcty. But they brought the jumper
here. and they've got to-Heilo, herc!'
The presence of the object that he had
almost ridden over surprised him "a good
deal more than the presence of the jump
err. IL was merely u little grave, roughly
ounded up in the midst of the long
prairie grass. The clods Of the ragged
Their, only "a short while. A tattered little
prairie rose bush had been planted at the
head of the tiny mound, The tips of its
had borne at tran-planting were yellow
and the ragged little flower. striving
It's hest tn bc bright and pure, lay ON
one rough black cipi of the ragged little
grave:
Al that moment a woman lief, the shack
and came toward the grave. In her hand
she bore "a cup of water. Her eyes were,
swollen. Fargo started as he saw her
face, Scarcely glanciug at him, she re-
turned his saIutation and bent and
waters-l the ragged little rosebtsh.
+" Your baby ." Fargo asked. awk-
warsily.
yes" the woman answered, choking
with her suppressed feeling. '.Shc was all
! had"
She Hung herself prone on the grave,
aloud.
Fargo looked uncomfortable. .Now
.lon't cry So. You where's your luIs-
band? In the shack ="
.No"-lifting her face from the tlois.
Hes dead. I was on my way home. The
baby-well. I dug the little grave. myself.
had no coffin and I buried her i'm her
little, nightvown. cannot go on yet-O,
il seems as IL never could go! Maybe
the owner would not object il lived i'm
Abe shack "a little whil,-till-till-."
Fargo sanirmpsl unpasily i'm his saddle.
After a little I must start on toward In
llama"
ssVhat part of Indiana =" Fargo blurtctl.
..Champion county. The little cross
road village just below Fou%ntainville."
Ever know a tlarned fool there. named