The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1892-10-22

moo OF COWBOYS.
ut mus be orfle to be struRg up all
in minute like that" he said, looking
over the top of the paper with big eyes.
"I'm glad it want me nor-nor mono
o. my folks"
AS time passed he watched the papers
with visible anxiety. He seemed to be
waiting for something.
"It orter be over by this time"
Mrs. Stone once heard him mutter to
himself.
The season waned to autumn. At
MONDAY the air in the valley was mel
low, pouring a heavy languor into
the blood and filling one with
the pulseless joy of utter rest. But
at evening a chill, nipping wind
stirred abroad. The cottonwoods
along the higher slopes became
gray and wind-tattered; the frost clung
to the pines in the morning, making
them look like pale smoke.
1T is time" Peter muttered more
than once, and he watched the newspa-
pers more eagerly than ever.
At last one day he came in from
Eden City with a newspaper in his
hand, quivering with Joy from head to
foot.
~ can tell ye all bout it now" he
cried.
But he could not, at once. He was
quite beside himself. "Oh, it's the
best thing!'' he repeated again and
again; but at last he was able to ex.
plain.
"Ye see," he began, "my name amt
Peter Pond at all. 1 jes' nachelly made
that up out o. my head, don't ye see?
m I'm RELY Bob Wharton-Bob's
short, for convenience, savey?-'n' 1
come from western Iowy, along the
river. Oh, can't seem to git at it to
tell it straight, nohow!"
"Do try!" gasped Mrs. Stone, eagerly.
"Well, 1 will. Ye see, my daddy
owns farm mex to Abram Brooks,
m they had quar'l bout the bound'ry
line m took it into the court, n dad
won, m oh! it 'ud a-done ye good to see
how mad Brooks was!"
81 don't doubt it!'' cried Mrs. Stone,
with breathless interest.
But they never made up. Daddy
tried to, but Brooks wouldn't. IN it
went on that way zor several years,
only it got wuss m wuss. m when
ever they met, Brooks jawed daddy
and called i'm Names"
mo good ever comes O. the like O.
that" declared Mrs. Stone, who had
already made mental sketch of prob
able conclusions.
"No nor never WILL" declared Peter.
ooh, the way they went on! M one
day daddy talked back awful, N l
heerd him, though he was jes' mad at
the time, m didn't mean half he said.
M the very mex day Abram Brooks
was found murdered by the roadside 'n'
daddy was 'rested!"
81 seen twas comm to that!" cried
the ranchman's wife, in fatal tone.
''But he never done it?'
Daddy? Never My daddy wouldn't
hurt fly, though he's awful big N
strong. But everybody accused him O.
it, the first thing, cause they knowed
him m Brooks was bad friends. Now,
nobody'd seen the quar'l the day afore
but me. 'That'll go hard agin me,
odlo IL ~ COmO OuU. IL
needn't come OUT says nanny.
Well sent Bob away. They'll be sure
to have us all up in court says she,
IN he'll have to tell if he stays here.
Ye wouldn't mind runnin' away, would
ye, Bobby?' says she.
mind runnin' away! should ruthel
think not. I'd been wantin' to do it fer
couple O. years, to be like the boys
I'd read about, m I'd a-done it, too,
if it hadn't a-been fer daddy AN nam,
my m the kids. So they gimme the
money, m 1 skipped IS joyful s ye
please"
''Ye didn't look so joyful that morn
in when 1 fust seen ye," remarked
Mrs. Stone.
mo, that's fack, I didn't. But Pm
joyful 'nough now. What dye think
It's all in the newspaper here. A mar
in Omaha IS jes' died N owned up the
hull thing. He killed Brooks for his
watch chain, m daddy's repytation's
cleared, m could jump clean over my
self. Hi! Pm goin' to write to i'm to
day, m We'll have i'm N the hull fam
lily out ere in the spring a-ranchin' il
over there in Egypt What'd we think
O. that, Adelia?" And he gave the baby
a rousing kiss.
Peter showed the newspaper confes
sion to Mrs. Stone, and she stood gaping
over it a long time.
You are good boy" she suddenly
| cried, with conviction. And in these
words Peter felt her long-standing sus
picion lifted from him like load.
He remained at the ranch all winter
It'll save car fare home m back" h,
said. For daddy'n come, sure, in tn,
spring, n Pm going to have i'm buy
the place over the foothills there n
call it Egypt. m then we'll all b,
neighbors."
He kept his word in everything ex
cept the naming of the ranch. Th,
elder Wharton insisted that it shoult
be called Peters ranch and the boz
did not object seriously, especial,
| after he saw how monumental tn,
name looked painted on the red gat,
which led up to the dwelling house. /
is natural for hero to want his brav
deeds remembered. Hercules himsel
instituted the Nemean games to com
memorate his Staying of the lion
Frederick L. Clark, in N. Y. Independ
ent.
MarIe's Tact.
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