The Press., 1893-09-07

1 got to the first station at Turkey creek canyon, she asked if she could ride on the seat with me, she did so admire the scenerJy- took her up beside me on the box, and you never heard 8 girl go on so about the color of the sky, and the trees and rocks, and the wild flowers bloom | ing on the mountain side. She pointed | out things to me about the scenery never see before. I never see girl so gone on scenery. She really did enjoy it. got so durned interested hearin her talk cum purity near slidin the whole outfit down the mountain as I cum around Dead Mans curve. She's differ ent from any biscuit shooter ever see. "
 ''Purty? She's purifier than that nigh | leader O mine. but she don't put on as much style as Kitty does, specially when she's just been hitched up an anxious to go. Purity? Ever see 'em picturs bout B woman raisin up out the sea? Ever see 1 that pictur of Rumyo and Julia? She's 8 durned sight purifier than either one of 'em. Eve carried many hash slinger in my time, but I never see one like her. | Most of 'em's got their hair cut short and curly and act fresh. She's different. Long hair, blacker'n a dark night in the canyon; big eyes; roses in her cheeks. She's lady; that's what she is. could tell that first time I see her. Guess shc was glad to get up on the box with me. way from them dance hall girls. They tried to get fresh with her while she was on the inside-asked her if she thought she could do better in Pyrites than she could in Denver. She said she thought she could, cause the wages was better. 'Wages! says one girl, with little cackley laugh like graveyard. That's good; you don't mean to tell me you're going to work for wages?' says she What are you going to do?'
 "'I'm goin to work in Mrs. McGuire's restaurong- like that; restaurong- waitin on the table
 "'You'll soon git over tEat.' says the dancehouse girl, laughin.
 "'I hope so,' says the little lady, but I ain't ashamed of any work that's hon. est,' says she. No true woman is above earnin her own Twin by manuwell labor if necessary says the little lady. And then them three dancehouse girls had a chill, and the little lady got up on the box with me at the next station, and dur in the drive up the canyon she wanted to know if them three ladies were goin to work at Mrs. McGuire's restaureng, too, an durn near fell off the box I had to throw the silk into the leaders an kind O git my attention 'tracted to the hosses before I could git my face straight enuff to tell her I guess not I'm durned if she ever got on to the fact that them girls inside was dancehall girls. She's lady, she is.''
 This was how Doris Ware came to Pyrites to be the ''help" at Mrs. Mo Guire's restaurant. It was not strange that the business of the restaurant in- creased. Mrs. McGuire's new waiter girl was very, very pretty, and 8 pretty face is an attraction anywhere, but espe- cially so in a new mining camp, where women constitute a very small minority of the population.
 It is not strange either that many of Mrs. McGuire's boarders fell in love with Mrs. McGuire's waitress. There was quite a noticeable sprucing up in the way of general appearance among the board
 
 bright colored ties, and when they came to their meals they were particular about washing their faces very clean. They seemed to put more than the usual amount of water on their hair and combed it back slicker than they had been in the habit of doing.
 All this seemed to have no effect upon Mrs. McGuire's help. She was as de- mure, retiring and modest as when she | first arrived. There was one boarder who loved the pretty waiter girl with the consuming passion of a secret affection | He scarcely dare raise his eyes to her, he was so difident. The futter of her dress was sufficient to cause every nerve in | his body to tremble. If she spoke to him, he was sure to put a lump of butter in his coffee or sprinkle sugar all over his plate during the ensuing moment of con- | fusion. This boarder was Chihuahua" | Brown. He was so reserved in his man. ner, so quiet and gentlemanly that Doris was naturally attracted to him. They became friends, and gradually "Chihua- hua'' Brown learned of the past life of | Doris Ware. Her father had been man of wealth; he was a speculator. A bad investment had left him almost penni- less. He lacked the moral courage to face diversity, and in moment of des- peration and despondency he blew out | his brains.
 The shock almost killed his wife, a woman of a delicate, nervous tempera- ment. His daughter Doris rose superior tO the occasion She s11nnorta5 bar ,,,o+l, CT from the rather small wages she earned in store. One day she read an adver- | tisement in western paper, "Ten girls wanted for light, easy occupations in the mountains; wages, $25 per week." With such large wages she could comfortably support her mother. The amount was more than twice as much as she had been receiving. She had used her meager savings to come west, only to find that ''the light, easy occupation" for which the 10 young girls were wanted was to serve beer in dance hall in Leadville. Being almost without money she took the first place she could get. It was her present one-waitress in Mrs. McGuire's restaurant.
 "Chihuahua'' determined that the girl should not longer work in the restaurant. But what could he do? There was no other occupation in which she could en- gage and remain In Pyrites, and he could not bear the thought of sending her 1 away. If she remained in Pyrites with out working, it would subject her to foul suspicion and make her general subject | for scandal.