New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1897-05-09
TWO WOMEN, A BOY
AND SOME HORSES
XIII.
BY MARIA LOUISE POOL
XIII.
FAREWELL, PROVINCETOWN.


or course it was much more difficult to take
care OF Albert in a bunk in cabin tnan II "ou'o
have been to care foi him In an ordinary bed IN
an ordinary room. But this arrangement aHoro-
ed him such happiness that no one felt to deprive
him Of it.
Amabel at first asked him with pathetic ear
nestness If he would really rather be screwed up
against the wall than in Christian bed and he
answered, "A million times rather. so she de-
sisted.
",Tain't much Of a cut" he remarked, rather
boastfully.
Amabel and were in the cabin. or rather Am
abel was in it and was nearly in as could
get The portfolio open, and breath or air
came in occasionally. Sarah Ramsey, the
Younger. was standing directly behind me with a
Mate and dish-tOwel in her hand. She was ap-
parently doing" the dinner dishes. She was clad
in the frock which had fiuttered about her at our
first interview but her mother had sewed up
the long rents in It, She was evidently straining
every nerve to hear what was being said in the
cabin
"Sarah Ramsey" called her mother from the
chair your dish-water IL be as cold as stone
mo. ma am"
"Yes. it WILL and you can't get the fat off that
fry-pan with cold water.
YES ma'am, can. too" And the child con-
tinued in her position
NO" said Albert, "'taint much Of a cut. Any
other Teller that had got headers did with a
dirk hitched on to him would have taken his leg
clean off,"
Perhaps" suggested his sister. ''you can take
your leg clean off next time
That's Just like you"
Albert had a paper-covered edition Of 1.-THE
One-Legged Apache of the Salt Plains open on
his chest, and he was lingering the leaves as if
impatient for his visitors to leave him: but as
we showed no signs Of going, he asked how that
Langthorne woman was. We replied that she
seemed very we'll. indeed Then he inquired who
was her first flirter now; and we said we didn't
know, whereupon Albert laughed and retorted
that we did know, too; 1t was Riddle. Of course
Then he made US tell him all over again about
the encounter wherein Mr. Riddle had broken his
cane upon Mr. Dunn's face; and once more ANA
bel warned him not to laugh so much, for he
would burst open the stitches the doctor had
taken In his flesh and that dreadful bleeding
might begin again. But Albert knew better. Still
he restrained his laughter somewhat
He opened the "One-Legged Apache" ostenta-
tiously, but we did not bulge.
Cant do something for your" asked Amabel
"Mayn't rub your back, Or
"Oh. bosh! What do you think want my back
rubbed for? My backs all right. Amt this a
Jolly cabin, thought Pedro built 1t himself It's
really his room you know. and I've turned him
out He sleeps on the floor here; It's just big
enough. And he never heard about Peggotty' s
house; asked him. i say, what's really the mat
ter with the old lady there? Sarah Ramsey says
she's ossfying.
so she is" In a small pipe from Sarah Ram
sey. who had been to the sink and procured a
pudding dish, which she now wiping in her
former position behind me.
That's a good one with silent gggle. Il
say" abruptly changing the subject "how many
pieces does the Langthorne woman have at her
belt now?'
She has added a small silver cup and saucer. y"
/ said, over Amabes head Amabel was on the
stool close to the bunk
I should state that we had been In the habit
of keeping count Of Miss Langthorne's objects
at her belt. Attached to a tailor-made suit which
she sometimes wore cool day was belt.
and at the left side Of this belt were the follow
ing articles, all Of silver: One vinaigrette. one
small oblong purse. one heart about three inches
across, one tiny revolver. one button-hook one
article Of book shape. one Turkish scimetar.
one Greek cross, and now one cup and saucer
Fastened 10 eacn Otner Dy a cndlH. All tneSe
things had chains and they all Jngled when she
moved In this suit one could hear her approach,
and be ready braced for the ncisive attack Of
her voice
"Ohw cried Albert. "ain't 1t funny what Riddle
can see in that grip"
He looked sharply from Amabel to me.
II suppose she is very entertaining" said ANA
bel. demurely. And Albert said SOS a hen"
II otalo f,,tar %I,te
time. We retired from the cabin and were
obliged to sit dowr in the Kitchen where the
small child resumed with clatter the washing
Of dishes, and where Mrs. Gouzaga-called here
Gungegy-told US all about her bones. and what
the doctors had said regarding them. This famil-
lar tale buzzed langudy in the flies
buzzed about some fish heads which Pedro had
unwisely left on the ground near the door,
At last, just as the doctor from Boston, at
tracted by the fame Of her case, had come down
10 examine for himself. Pedro's wife interrupted
ner narrative to excam:
Sarah Ramsey, you go n git them fish heads
m put um in the stove. We shl be eat up alive
here with fiesr'
But before Sarah could step from the door, a
tawny, waddling puppy rose from beneath a
beach plum bush where he had been burrcwing
in the sand, came forward and took one fish
head, standing over the remaining two In pro-
tectve attitude. The flies buzzed up then set
tied down again on the dogs nose and the fish.
Il can't get um-Troopers got um." explained
Sarah.
The next moment they had all disappeared
down the dogs throat. and he came lazily for
ward the bright sunlight making his eyes look
sleepy.
Il hope you like him better than kitten" re-
marked Amabel.
1t was she who. stung by an unsleeping con-
science had procured this st. Bernard puppy
and presented II to the young Sarah Ramsey as
q substitute for the lost kitten.
There were five Bernard puppies growing up
In q ward nearly opposite the Pacific House. II