The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1895-02-14


THE MEXICAN AND A NoNnEscRrPT FOL
LOWED.
your case a dose of moral reflections,
with references TO celebrated cases of
the sort have heard you discuss with
disgust"
"How far imagination will carry
man-almost to idiocy," murmured
Oliver.
"The question:" continued the doc
tor, plaintively, as if he had not heard,
sis, what are you going to do? You
meant well; should no doubt have
assisted the Troublesome lady not
driving so far or so fast, perhaps. But
your honest Mexican accomplice rode
his 'gooda beasta' to Parkville last
night, and he and the well-mannered
Louis were amiably intoxicated to-
gether. Monsieur is probably well in
formed of all that took place"
Which vas little enough. would
have told him: but | had no desire to
quarrel with him, or perhaps fight n
ridiculous French duel over young
woman had only seen twice, and both
of us duelists possibly landed in Jail
for breaking the peace by some sa-
gacious sheriff"
II would not go your bail, either, my
friend" smiled DIR. John. II would
like to see you shut up awhile; you've
sent enough to prison walls in your
time. II | don't mistake-passers are
few this lonely way, and his horse was
n roan-here comes the Mexican and
his 'gooda beasta,' also n nondescript
creature following, who hope is not
the Troublesome lady returning"
Your Judgment in matters pertain
ing to female kind is not accurate" +"
said Oliver, who had jumped up anx-
iously at the doctors words. This is
an elderly, gaunt and tall female, and
she sits that mule as gingerly as If he
were liable to go out from under her
any moment. Do you know, half be-
| lievc that is Aunt Hannah"
Didn't know you had relatives . said
the doctor, following Oliver to the
road.
Il haven't. Mrs. Minny has; and il
the old lady is seeking her, where is
the young lady, and what kind of a
difficulty have l got myself into? She
looks warlilIe enough"
Il have brought zc-a lady from re
railroa," said the Mexican, obsequious
/ ly. "She coma NJ. de Restaud. He
| sent-a here for madame"
$50 you told him had taken her to
the train?" Oliver said quickly, dan
/ gerous light in his gray eyes. "Yor
were fool. | shall come here again
and can pay more than the French
man. / would even have bought that
d! horse of yours at your most exorbitan'
/ price"
You haf not enough mon-nay for tC
| buy my horse, senior He is onc rae,
horse. He haf win grand mon-nay fol
me. leaf re lady with you; my mul,
he tire, she yell all ze way and bumI
zeround."
While he spoke, the old lady, will
more haste than elegance, slid to tn,
ground, unfastencd a carpetbag tied t.
the saddle, Strengthened her black al
paca skirt, and delivered five-dolla
bill to her guide,
"Al you'll git" she said, in a high
pitched nasal voice, "if you talk ling,
forever. amt TO home in q kentr,
where my native tongue is butchere,
Is you dc it, and that's all I'll pay you
il you talk balderdash all night"
Isl, sonora" gasped the Mexican.
"Yis, do see; and I've a mind to re
port your insolence to the authorities
for thst see is all I've got out of yol
the whole way. And IL we ain
lcagued over Improbable meaders an,
everlasting hills this day, and barrel
wastes, TO last me till die, When
git back east I'll hate to look at tn
settin' sun for getting reminded of thi
journey an Minny's misfortunes here
Now, he being gone, misters," sh
said, abruptly, as Juan rode rapid
away, that Warn, as he calls himsel
which of you is the man that mad
the mischief in my nephew by maj
riage's family2"
II was rather an embarrassing que,
tion. The doctor politely requeste
that she sit down and rest, as sh
seemed much flurried, and they coul
talk more comfortably. After n shar
glance at him she consented, sittin
carefully in a chair with a groan. Sh
was tall, raw-boned woman, fat q
an ironing board, tanned and wrinkleC
with strong features, mass of untid
gray hair and handsome blue eye
with sly twinkle in them as i. sh
could see a joke and make one. too
Somehow the barren life of New Ems
land brings wit and pathos to the SUI
face; of the first, the dryest, quain
est sort, as of the other the saddle:
and most hopeless. Her ungloye
hands were work-worn and larg,
knuckled, hands of that pride of tn
village, q good housekeeper and on
who has flowers in summer of her ow
tending. She pushed an unstable boz
net she wore back on her head an
looked at Oliver severely.
fro BE cosrIsuxD.l