Waterbury evening Democrat., 1892-08-10

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mo, street / believe you'll" the miner
observed contemptuously, for the recent
losses among the cattlemen had put
"cow" at discount in his estimation.
"You don't catch none of Ned Anthony's
stock roaming around on four legs lock-
ing horns with a norther. The cold
wave amt left the pole yet that'll rush
his property up into the corner of
corral and go over 1t. Nedll take risks
with any man alive, but he amt fooling
with cattle this season"
The Texan slipped away from the sub
ject. He had lost considerably on cattle
himself, and discussion of the topic was
still painful. He changed his ground
from suggestion to direct inquiry.
How'd he make his pile?"
Same way we all door try to" re-
sponded the miner; mines an stocks
an sheers. We all take to the water
pretty much the same way, sink or swim.
Most of us sink, a few SWIM; and An
thony is one of the few"
Good swimmer, eh?"
First rate; strong in the lung, clear
in the head, good action, fine muscle and
q big will He'll make what landing he
aims for, you can bet your bottom dol
lar, even with the current dead against
him. 1t will take pretty heavy freshet
to drown out Anthony. His belief in
himself is something wonderful; he holds
il. for dead sure thing that it amt in
the power of man to git his head under
water"
"It may be in the power of woman,
though" remarked a slender, gentle
/ 81, L. VIII 1aoninfr
the back of chair listening to the con-
versation, and whose accent proclaimed
him to be Virginian. such things
have happened before now. The biggest
Samson of us all meets his Deilah
sooner or later and comes under the
shears. It's fate few escape"
s"That's sor acquiesced the miner re-
gretfully. They're mortal hands with
scissors, women are, and they'll snip
snap around man so bright and fast
his strength is done up in a bundle
ready for stuffin pincushions an such be
fore he gifts a notion Of what they're W
to. It's always a lock for a keepsake
and down fellows head goes into theil
aprons, to come up again as clean as {
billiard ball. Lordl Lordl what n world
it would be without women
The Virginian laughed. "a world II
rather be excused from living in, my
friend" he said. angels or devils, O
whatever they are, life would be a tam
affair without them. What's that tina
western poet fellow said?-'Whether
man be hell bent or heaven bent, some
whar in his tracks thar will be fount
. the print of a woman's feet That's il
isn't it? And your poet has brought tn
matter down to bed rock"
The talk had drifted far away iron
= Ned Anthony and his money. TIL
Texan brought it back with the resolut
jerk Of another downright question. 81
\ was o man who stuck to his point an
was impatient of frivolous depression
He liked reverting to primal cause, an
= considered exhaustive investigation {
the career Of successful competitors
the race of Mammon likely to be rich
hints for the guidance of those less we
placed in the running.
"Oh, dog womenp' he said. They
well enough; but don't let's bother abo'
'em now. want some of you fellow
= just to tell me how this man Author
got his start"
The miner picked up his cards ar
looked them over deliberately. Then
winked across at his partner to call h
wandering attention to the fact tn
"Jack" was on top to be played fo
When this matter had been settled to b
satisfaction he turned back to the Tex
and gave the desired information in tv
words. ''Prairie dnOca-"