The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1896-11-28

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This yere incident "a about TIE hrst
chicken on the roost of my recolleptions.
"'It's years an years ago. when I'm q
yearlin. Our company 10 maxim round
up at q camp called Pine Knot. in Ten
nessee, organism to embark In the Mex
lean war q whole lot an thin out the
greasers.
"'No one ever does know why !, per.
sonal, declares myself in on this yere
embroglio. amt bigger'n charge Of
powder OF the time. an am that limited
as to statoo l has to climb on to log to
get on to my pony.
But, as I'm tellin, we all comes
together at Pine Knot to make the start
reckon now thar's 500 people thar, as
the occasion an the interest the public
took in the business jest combs the re-
gion Of folks for miles around.
Thar's a heap Of handshakin an
well wishin goin on. Mothers an sisters
an sweethearts IL kissin us goodby, an
while thar's some hilarity thar's more
sobs. It's, after oil, as looks back ard,
rather damp than gay affair.
" While all this yere love an tears Is
fowin thar's gent-he's our captain
who's settin off alone In his saddle an
amt takin no hand. Thar's no sweet
heart, no mother, no sister, for him.
" No one about Pine Knot knows
this party much, more'n his name Is
Bent; that he's captain, with the gown
or's commission, an comes from way
off yander some'ers An SO he sets thar,
grim an solid in his saddle, lookin
vaguelike off at where the trees meets
the sky, while the rest of us is goin
about permiscus flnishin up our kissin.
"Ain't he got no sweetheart to
wish goodby to himf" asks a girl Of
me. "Ain't thar no one to kiss him
for good luck as he rides away?"
=" This we're maiden's name ia San
ders, an it's shore fact she's the pref
test young female whoever makes a
moocasin track in west Tennessee. I'd
a-killed my pony al gone IA foot to bring
such look Of soft concern in her eyes
as shines thar oninvited for this yere
lonesome gent. I looks over where he's
silent an solitary on his boss.
""No," replies, "he's an orphan,
I reckon. He's plumb abandoned that
away, an SO thar's nobody yere to kiss
him or shake his hand"
This yere pretty Sanders girl--an
I'm pausin agin to state thar 8 nothin of
the long horn about her, pure corpfed
she was--this Sanders beauty I'm sayin
looks at this party by himself for a mo-
ment, an then the big tears begin to
take p'session Of her blue eyes. Next
she bushes like flower an walks over
to this lone gent.
Mister Captain, she says, raisin
her face to him like rose, "I'm shore
sorry you amt got no sweetheart to say
goodby, an because you re lonesome that
away / II kiss you an say adios myself"
""Will you, my little lady?' says
the lonesome gent as he swings from his
saddle to the ground by her side, an
thar's sunshine in his eyes in a moment.
""fll think Of you every day for
that" he whispers when he kisses her,
IAN If ! come back when the wars
done I'll look for you yere. -
The little Sanders gfrl-she was
shorely as handsome as a pinto pony
bushes heap vivid at what she's done,
but looks warm an tender. Everybody
lookin on, while the play is some onus-
ual an out Of line, agrees It's all right,
bein that we all was goin to war.
"'Now we're, goes on Enright, at the
same time calm for Ticker all around.
lis what you all will agree is mighty
deal that away. Yere's a love
affair gets launched.
Does this lone hand gent who gets
kissed by the Sanders lady outlive the
WARP asks Texas Thompson, who has
braced up an gets mighty vivaoious lis
TENN to the story.
Which he shorely outlives that
replies Enright, AN you can
gamble he was in the thick of the stam-
pede, too. every time. I will say for
this yere captain that. while wasn't
with him plumb through, he was as
game gent as ever fought up hill.
Hes one Of these sports who fights an
goes for ard to his man. Thar's no white
feathers on that sort. They're game as
hornets. An bad
Which if he don't get downed
none, says Texas Thompson, AN hits
Tennessee alive, offers ten to one he
leads this Sanders female to the altar
An you'd lose whole lot, says
Enright, at the same time rajsin his
whisky glass That's what l states
when trails out ON this yere reminis-
'enoe. Females is frivolous an plumb
light Of fancy. Now, this captain party
zones back to Pine Knot, say about az
7ears later, an what do you all think?
That Sanders girls been married mighty
high two years an has an infant child as
zig as bar cub, which Is beginnin to
make bluff at walkin. Now, Oh the
quaro, an I'm as s'prised about it as
'ou bel was more'n s'prised; l was
,ained-I don't allow, lookin over re.
ults an recallin the fact Of that bar
ub infant child, that, for all her blush
n an all her tears an kissin that captain
'arty goodby that away, that the Sam
ers girl cares a hossha'r rope for him
Il week. An it all proves what re-
parks, that while females amt malev-
lent malicious an don't do these yere
bings to peorce gent with grief, their
fections that away is always honin for
he trail an is prone to move camp.
But, bless EN-, they can't help it
one if their hearts be quicksands, an
bates to 'em again.. Whereat we all
Kinks with Enright, feelin heap SIM
lar.
Whatever becomes of this pore
aptain party2' asks Faro Nell.
Well, the fact about that cap
hin, replies Enright, settin down his
lass ag'in, while the same is the
lerest incident an don't have no direct
caring on what I've been relatin; the
'ct in his case is he's welded already.
acherally after sayin "Howdy?" to
le little Sanders girl an aprlaudin Of
er progeny, which it looks like he fully
ldorses that away, this yere captain