The new North-west., 1897-02-19

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.
/" 'Thars a heap of hanushakin an
we'll wishin goin. on. Mothers az sisters
an sweethearts is kissin us goodby, all
while thar's some hilarity thar's more
sobs. It's, after all, as l looks back ard,
rather damp than a gay affair.
while all this yere loye an tears is
fowin thar's gent-he's our captain
who's settin off alone in his saddle an
amt takin no hand.s 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 finishin up our kissin
"Ain't he got no sweetheart to
wish goodby to him?'' asks girl OF
me. "Ain't thar no one to kiss him
LUZ HOOu IuGh aS llS 1AAU5 away
This yere maiden's name is San
ders, an it's shore oct she's the pref
tiest young female whoever makes a
moccasin track in west Tennessee. I'd
a-killed my pony all gone foot to bring
such a 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 Oh his hoss.
"'"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" Z"
" This yere pretty Sanders girl-an
I'm pausin agin to state thar s nothin of
the long horn about her, pure cornfed
she was-this Sanders beauty I'm sayin
looks at this party by himself for mo-
ment, all 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 ain t got no sweetheart to say
goodby, an because you re lonesome that
away l II kiss you an say adios myself. y
"'"Wil 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 moment.
"'"I'll think Of you every day for
that" he whispers when he kisses her,
can if come back when the wars
done I'll look for you yere. '''
"'The little Sanders girl-she was
shorely as handsome as 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 yere, goes OH Enright, at the
lis what you all will agree is mighty
romantic deal that away. Yere's 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 vivacious lis
TENN to the story.
(which he shorely outlives that
conflict, replies Enright, IAN you can
HdLJUlo llC w uS Ill plIO tJIOh VI tu0 bbtt1I~
pede too, every time I will say for
this yere captain that. while WASH t
with him plumb through, he was as
game a gent as ever fought up hill.
He's 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, IAN 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 raisin his
whisky glass That's what I states
when trails out Oh this yere reminis-
cence. Females is frivolous an plumb
light of fancy. Now, this captain party
comes back to Pine Knot, say about 2 a
years later, an what do you all think!
That Sanders girl s been married mighty
nigh two years an has an infant child as
big as bar cub, which is beginnin tC
make a bluff at walkin. Now, OH the
square, an I'm as s'prised about it as
you bel was more'n s'prised; | was
pained-I don't allow, lookin over re-
suits an recallin the fact of that ba1
cub infant child, that, for all her blush
in AL all her tears All kissin that captain
party goodby that away, that the San
ders girl cares Il hossha'r rope for him
in week. An it all proves what re-
marks, that while females amt malev-
olent malicious an don't do these yere
things to peerce a gent with grief, their
'fections that away is always honin fol
the trail an is prone to move camp.
I" But, bless 'em, they can't help il
none if their hearts be quicksands anal
Hbates to 'em again. Whereat we all
drinks with Enright, feelin heap sim.
liar.
Whatever becomes of this pore
captain party?' asks Faro Nell.
Well, the fact about that cap
tain, replies Enright, settin down his
glass ag'in, while the same is the
merest incident an don't have no direct
bearing on what I've been relatin; the
fact i'll his case is he's welded already.
Nacherally after sayin "Howdy?" to
the little Sanders girl an applaudin of
her progeny, which 1t looks like he fully
indorses that away, this yere captain
gent hits the trail for Nashville, where
his wife's been keepin camp an waitin
for him all the time Dan Quinn in
San Francisco Examiner.