The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1897-04-21
PART III

starting back 10 Boise with Max Nogei
aboard; and the boy looked out at IL
with a sigh
"Only five DAYS of town." he mur.'
INJURED. "six months more wilderness
now"
.'My life has been too much town."
said the new schoolmaster. II am look"
Inp forward 10 little wilderness for
change"
"Change Is what don't get" sighed
Dean Drake. In few miles. however,
before they had come 10 the ferry over
Snake river, the recent leave-taking
and his employers kind. but dominat-
ing repression lifted from the boys
spirit. His gray eye wakened keen
nrain, and he began TO whistle light
opera tunes looking about him alertly.
like the sparrow hawk that he was.
"Ever see JEANNE Winston in 'Fati-
nitza?'" he inquired Of Mr.. Bolles.
The schoolmaster, with a thankful
eountenance, stated that he had never
Ought to-" said Drake.
".You a man? that can't be truei
Men have never eyes like you
That's what the girls in the harem
sing in the second act Golly whizz!"
TIE hoy cleaned over the memory of
that evening.
"You have hard job before you"
said the schoolmaster, changing the
subject.
"Yep. Hard" The wary Drake shook
his head warningly at Mr.. Bolles TO
IL ,,1 laf Ia p1 m
the direction of slumbering Uncle
Pasco. Uncle Pasco was quite aware OF
ell this. 81 wouldn't take another
lonesome Job so soon," pursued Drake,
"but want the money. I'd been work
ing eleven months along the Owyhee as
sort Of junior boss, and I'd earned my
vacation. Just got it started hot in
Portland. when biff. old Vogel tele-
graphs me. Well, I'll be saving instead
of squandering. But it feels so good to
souander!"
II have never had anything TO
uquander.' said Bolles, rather sadly.
"You don't say! Well, old man,
hope you will. 1t gives man lot he'll
never get out of spelling books. Arc
you cold? Here" And despite the
kchoolmaster's protes., Dean Drake
tucked his buffalo coat round and over
him. "Some day when I'm old" he
went on, 81 mean to live respectable
under my own cabin and vine. Wife
and everything. But not. anyway, til
I'm thirty-fve."
He dropped into his opera tunes fol
awhile; presently he exclaimed--"Yo'
shoot?"
Bolles hoped he was going to learn il
t:,is country and exhibited % Smitl
and Wesson revolver.
Drake grieved over il. Wrap il NJ
warm" said he. 'I'll lend you rea
one when we get TO the Malheu
agency. But you can eat, anyhow
Christmas being next week, you see
my programme is: shoot all a. M An
eat all p. IN. wish you could light on
notion what prizes TO give my 5uC
caroos."
'Buccaroos? said Bolles.
"Yep. Cow punchers. Vaquero'
Buccaroos in Oregon. Bastard SPANS
word, you see. drifted up from Mexic'
VoCel would not care 10 have me Civ
Fem money as prizes" At this Uncl
Pasco opened an eye.
How many buccaroos will there be z
Bolles inquired.
AT the Malheur agency? It's III
headquarters of five of our rancho
There ought TO be quite n crowd.
dozen. probably. at this time of year
Uncle Pasco opened his other cy
.'IIere, you!" he said, dragging at h
box under the seat. "Pull IL. can't you
pThere. just what you're after. There
your prizes"
SOONER give 'em nothing" sa
whats that? What's the matt
with them?"
"Guess the boys have had all q
brass rings and glass diamonds th'
want"
That's all you know, then. ] so
Chat box empty through the Palou
country last week, 'cept the botto
drawer. and an outfit on Meachan
I'LL took that. Shows all you kno
I'm goinC clear through your count
after I've quit Silver City. / kno
what buocaroos want. How many a
they up at your place. did you sayY
II said about twelve. If you're col
3ng our way, stop and eat with us"
Maybe / will and maybe won''
Uncle Pasco Grossly showed his b'
back.
"All right, Uncle. It's a free cou
Try" replied Drake.
Not much was said after this. unc
Pasco unwrapped his concertina fro
the red handkerchief. and played nir
bly, for his own benefit. AZ Silver CT
be disappeared. and finding be b.
stolcn nothing from them, they d