The herald., 1897-03-07

in ter play off, air ye? You. Commo-
dore, consarn ye, 'bleve yer tryin' ter
lay down Std O. goin' ahead!" Tell
ye fer a fact" addressing Meredith.
they're powerful KNOWN creeters Ter
a animal what luks so inherent and
foolish like. They knows they's long
trail afore 'em an air up to all kind o
lodges to put off the evil day as 'twar."
Their course lay toward a southern
spur of the Hualapai range OF noun
tains and was a steady ascent. The
country was covered with goyeta grass
coarse forage, with here and there
punches of white grama, finer quality
of feed; cacti of various kinds were
interspersed, among which were the
gigantic or monumental with their gro
tesque arms reaching out az IL in search
of something.
Late in the afternoon Prince and Mer-
| edith arrived at their destination. weary
from their slow march in the hot sun;
| they were glad to make their camp un-
der the spreading pines and cedars. Re-
lieved of their packs the burros and the
horses were given water from the cask
! and staked out in the grass which grew
! in abundance on the hills. Meredith'5
| practiced eye had already noted the
huge outcroppings of ledge that ran
diagonally across the high foothills.
'Those are tremendous groupings,
Prince. if that's the lead you claim"
"Reckin' that's the one, an 'tain't no
baby as yell diskiver when ye go cross
it"
Prince busted himself with the camp
equipage while Meredith collected
wood Il lowed we'd git some grub an
then rest up till mornin' afore I TUX
ye ter my workings of the LEDGE" said
Prince. They had shot a dozen noun
tain quail on the way up. part of which,
| with additions from the packs, made
them fine supper. Their meal being fin
ished and the usual pot of beans put
over the fire for the morrow's consImp-
ton the two men spread their beds on
piles of fragrant juniper branches and
lounged with their pipes before the fire.
What name have you given to your
property, Prince?" interrogated Mere
9th
THE little woman had the naming of
it, ard she called it The Last Drink"
| There ought to be story attached to
a name like that; by the way, is Prince
your real name?"
"Reckin' 'tis-Prince Lodare. I low
most O. men takes new handle when
they gifts to Arizony, but I'm stayin'
with what my nanny give me. and
you're dead right they's a story that
/ jines itself ter the name of this yer lead"
Prince replied as he refiled his pipe and
| knocked the logs together.
rest on one little woman with head
chuck full o. good sense, an a couple O.
ornery cusses 'thout any sense ter speak
ov One on EN- was Chloride Jake ye
seed at McGivvins'; 'tother's yours
truly. Three year ago me and Jake war
| pards an lived in my cabin up to Deluge
crick, when we want in the mountains
prospectin.' That was a powerful hot
| summer an long the middle O. June we
lowed ter lay off till ther July rains
come. The cabin had a plenty O. shade
from big cottonwood near the door
an thar war dead loads O. melons in
tner patch. One evenin' a kivered wagon
druv up in from the south an camped
near ther cabin. We seed they's fam
young feller bout twenty an a young
as / allus does when strangers cum long,
ter pint out good stakin' place fer the
animals, an offer EN- what vegetables
an melons they mount need. The old
man thanked me an lowed ter pay me
fer anything they'd git. But Lord,
want goin' ter take no pay SEEM as
how the truck war a rottin' on the
ground an no sale. fer 1T. An when
seed ther girl lookin' at me with great
sorrowful eyes, then I knowed I wan't
, goin' ter take no pay fer nothin'."
He said ther name was Maynard
from Texas, an bound fer. Crygon, but
reckin'ed they'd hev ter lay Off some
, they'd be able ter make 1t. l seed his
bosses war run down terrible. jest shad-
: ders like. See l ter the old gentleman