Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1897-08-21

kisses, marble, "conqueror,'' and
half an apple stolen out of the dining
room. We'll go and tell Uncle Jack
that auntie's crying awful and he'd bet
ter come and say he's sorry-eIse no on.
won't love him ever any more"
.'Oh, WEEK." cried Babs rapturously,
wouldn't it be beautiful! An / would
wear my new hat, if you could get it
down from re cupboard, so 1 would be
nice and spectacle. Use sure nanny
wouldn't mind if we were going to flesh
Uncle Jack" So Rex tiptoed on a chair
Cor the hat, and primed the popgun as
a protection against lions and robbers,
and they went round by the sweet stuff
shop, because they generally went that
way with Uncle Jack, and a heavy new
Fenny was burdening ReX's pocket. Be
sides, everyone knows that brandy balls
are excellent nourishment for travellers
of they get lost in the woods. And if
they eat them before they get lost, they
make sure of them, and don't sticky"
their pockets. Thanks to such pruden-
tial measures, the young explorers
reached the plank across the ditch in
good spirits, and as happy as bold trav-
elers should always be.
The plank was not a long one; but the
water was so near Rex's feet when they
dangled. and it was such a good oppor-
tunity to shoot fish if they should APP
pear, that it took good while to cross
over Then they had to go the long
way round the lane. because the field
was full of cows; and, as Babs said:
''Cows are dreffui fings, cause zey
might be bulls" So the autumn after
noon was turning to evening when they
reached the fish pond where Uncle Jack
ought to be. But no jolly uncle ap-
peared-perhaps his mamma had put
him in the cupboard, because he was so
naughty and made Auntie Jill cry. Rex
and Babs began to feel cold and tired.
Il wis-I wis we had lot of tea
| lamented Babs.
Perhaps we shall come to a camp
said Rex consolingly, travellers always
do. Then they will give us some buff
falo cooked in pot on three sticks over
the fire; and tell us where Uncle Jack
is"
So they trudged on, cheerfully, a lit
tie farther. But it got dusk, and the
COWS looked so large and wild in the
fading light that they might almost
be real buffaloes-which are very diff
ferent from play ones, as every body
knows. Bab's shoe stuck in the mud,
and couldn't be found, and Rex fell in
some singing nettles, and they both
got scratched scrambling through a
hedge. So poor little Golden-hair sat
down on 4 bank and cried, and Rex
stroked her head, and would have cried
too, if crying hadn't been out of the
question for a big boy, who was nearly
a man, dada said.
just then Farmer Burton came along
with his dog Rover. He found them
some apples out of his pocket, and
listened attentively whilst they ex-
planned matters. Of course, he ought
to take them straight home, but-a
wicked smile crossed the old mans lips
| they had come out to find Uncle Jack,
and perhaps it would be good thing
if they found him. He had seen him
walking distractedly about in Sleepy
| Hollow a few minutes ago, and he knew
something about lovers quarrels. Why,
when he was counting Dame Margery,
40 years ago, they parted forever once
MONTH But he didn't tell the young
sters anything about this, only took up
Babs on his broad shoulders, and walked
| along so fast that Rex had to trot to
keep up with him.
t'Why does you laugh, Misser Bur-
ton?'' inquired Babs.
| 'sOh, because you're such a funny
| little girl to go hunting buffaloes."
But it was Wex Eat was goin' to
shoot zem," apologized she.
"Oh, 1 beg his pardon" said the jovial
old farmer. Perhaps he would like to
stop behind and shoot them now?''
But Rex thought they'd better be
getting home as it was so late. Buff
| faloes, he admitted, in his private mind,
were not so nice to hunt in the dark.
| AS they we're crossing the hollow, a
| big gentleman came striding along.
Here's Uncle JackI" they both ex-
claimed at once.
why, Babs-Rexi" cried he in amaze
| ment. 'Whatever@
"Oh, they've come to look after you,
MI. Jack" said old Burton, solemnly.
They'll tell you all about it, Perhaps
you'll see 'em home as it is getting late. -
So saying he disappeared over stile
with remarkable agility for his years
and size. All the way home he laughed,
until Rover thought that he must be
going mad, like some Unbalanced dogs
in hot weather. All that evening he