The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1893-08-05
THE CARDMAN'S MOVING.
MRS. CARDMAN REVOLTED AND
= $5s HAD HER WAY.
She Submitted to Her Husbands Tricks
.Ef as Long rs Any Woman Could Have
i Submitted, But When the Time Came
~ She Made Him Hear Sense. =

*SubMttted, But When the Time Came
She Made Him Hear Sense. =
''Chris was as tricky{as ore O. them
tWo-year-olds o Bradfords when I
first had him., said Mrs. Cardman to
the Philadelphia Times man, and
setting her chair at more comfort
able angle against the stout post
which supported the fly before the
entrance of her tent. He'd be goin'
along, all right and the first thing
you knowed he'd buck and pitch
when you warn't expect1n' it, and
you'd be nowhere! recolleck when
first put my foot down and let him see
how I was goin' to be boss; as how
he might as we'll come down quiet
like and give in. Twas when Leish
warn't more than 5 years old. Jake
was II; if remember right he'd jest
broke the brown flly.
..tWe were pretty bad off then.
Chris had the reputation of bein' a
frst-class shearer, and in the spring
and fail he'd take in sight O. money,
round with the shearers from one
ranch to the next; but then all night
they would gamble, and mostly he'd
lose. We'd moved so often, for fresh
range, as he said for fresh devil
ment, as I knowed) that we never
had; formulated nothin' and warn't
counted as nobody, and I heard as
that the Cardinals moved so often
that their chickens jest came up and
laid down with their legs crossed.
a-waitin' to be tied, when they saw
the wagon bein hitched up, without
givin' us the trouble of runnin' them
down,
..'.Well, I 'monstrated and mon
strated with Chris bout this trihin'
way Of doin,' and he wouldn't pay no
'tention to nothin' I'd say. Finally,
jest as we'd got settled down on the
river, where there is a nice little
stretch O. grass for the sheep and a
good place to pen them at night
where the wolves didn't prowl, Chris
took a notion to move over to North
Llano. He'd sit up at night when I
was takin' my dip O. snuff and think
in what a no-account thing he was
for all OF his good looks, and tell me
what ! was goin to "a o over there
how he was goin' in partnership with
Nick Crowder, what fine range there
was for the flock, and how Nick was
to hire one of them thievin' Mexi-
can rascals jess from 'cross the Rio
{With only blanket and a dirk
knife for clothes) to herd for
'em, and how--but never mind
I'll. tell you how I squelched
it all. 1 never said much. l
listened to all Cardinals swagger
and talk, bout how he was a-goip' to
do over to North Llano. I'd heard
him say them same things bout
| other places we'd fixed to move to. I
begun to pack and get ready jest as if
didn't care two bout movin' off
there and runnin' the risk O. my life
with them there treacherous Mexi
cans, who'd jest as lief cut your
throat for dollar as not Cardman
he helped, too. He hauled the wagon
in the river and swelled the tires Git
had been dry as bone that whole
Summer) and then he hauled it up
over the rocks again, and creased
the wheels good ana .tixeda place in
the cover for the stovepipe to come
out Of, cause he said as how it would
be likely to be kinder cool at night,
and we'd need the stove. I never
had seed Chris take notion to work
Iso much. -
|. ''He patched up the chicken coop
good an strong and tied it on be-
hind the wagon, and when the m orn-
ing came that we'd 'pinted to leave
he put a good lowance o. things on
old Rocks back and hitched him on
to lead, SOS the other two horses
wouldn't be put to it so hard, cause
he lowed there was some mighty
strainin' hills fore we'd git cross the
divide. He knocked down the bed
stead and put it up careful in some
old wool sackin', SOS it wouldn't git
scratched, and tied the heavy skillet
and big pot underneath the wagon
with the water keg and two canteens
full, cause 'twould be as much as;
thirty-fve miles till we'd strike
water; and then, when all was finally
fixed, the chickens caught and the
cat and dog all in the notion Of goin'
stepped out with my best sun bon
net on aud my striped shawl; and I
said says /: Chris Cardman, not a
wheel shall turn. Is been leadin'
this now I'm here, now I'm there
kind O. life long enough and j mean
to stay right here by this ere
lay -oIt a. spell longer and I mean you
to stay too, and Nick Crowder kin
wait till he sees you amt cumin.
| You Jest undo them things! Jest
undo 'em! and pack 'em back to
where they come from. Turn. them
fowls loose and take that pack off old
Rocks back. rs not a-goin to stir
from here till Rocks too old to help
haul. Drive them sheep back on the
range and don It you never let me
make q fool of you like this again!'
Well! Chris was the most dunn b-fus-
ticated human being you ever seed.
He knoWed tWarn' t nc. use to kick. I
.shouldn Il wonder, now, if you wanted