The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1898-12-02
A FELLOWS LOVE.
BY HENRY ". NESFIELD.

BY HENRY ". NESFIELD.
CHAPTER V.

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smoke from the huts showed that Red
mount had once more awakened to
the labor of another day. The delici-
aus scent of the wood fires as the flames
rose In the fresh morning air pro-
claimed that tea was being made to be
served out preparatory to the two
hours work that had to be got through
before breakfast-time. %s 3. ga
Men stumbled out of their huts,.
towel and soap in hand, and struggled,
down to the creek to wash the Cob
webs" out Of their sleepy eyes.
"Mornin', Doctor. cried one, as he
passed the kitchen door.
Good hand at plum-duff, Doctor?"
inquired another. We'll see what
you're made of on Sunday, mate. None
Of your stickjaw, mind. Haw, haw!"
And SO on, each one having some
rough, good-natured greeting for the
new chum."
Thomas Baynes, the cook, was
smart, dapper-looking fellow, about
the.average height, but slim, and he
went about his work with rapidly
and style that created a good impress
sion. at once. In appearance he was
Ozark almost to swarthiness, but this
Mad evidently been produced by, ex-
posture to the sun His boyish-looking
face and youthful figure would certain
ly never have led any one to suppose
that he was a married man; and, as
many of the men remarked on first
catching sight of him, he had gone in
for double harness pretty early in the
day. .--;t.,lsr,s ~ ~. ta">','. ~, =, Is
The doctor, as the cook is generally
styled on a station, proved himself
to be- as punctual as he was compe-
tent, and as the clock struck seven
he rang the great bell outside the hut
which called all hands to their meal.
Up they came, running and skylark-
ing. from the shed, hungry as wolves,
and eager to see what sort of hand
the new chum" was likely to turn
out. lHa
BLESSED If those scenes amt tip
top" remarked a bearded stockman
with his mouth full. "You keep at
that, youngster, and we shant fall out.
We card as ow you were married
man-what's yer name? Tom2
Well, all can say is, you've took the
plunge pretty early Why, you amt
got no whiskers yet. How old are
your"
Twenty replied Tom Bay
mes, his face flushing at being made the
subject of general scrutiny.
"Twenty-three! Well, you don't
look it."
"Never mind, Tom-you'll grow old
Mast enough" shouted another you
mustn't mind Black Dicks talk-he
don't mean 'arf what he says"
where's the MISUSE" inquired the
man who rejoiced in the name of Dick
"She is tired" replied Baynes "She
is never strong at the best Of times"
"That's bad news. We was in hopes
of 'aving few quadrille-parties and
SIGH like when we card lady was
coming up to ,jine us. 'Owever, you
give 'er my very kind respects and
tell 'er as 'ow I'll call in some time
this afternoon and drop card" con-
tinued the man, who had high opin-
ion of his own witticisms.
Thus, with some coarse jests and
chaff, the meal passed off, and as the
men strolled back to the shed the
general opinion seemed to be that the
youngster knew what he was about,
and was better cook than the dirty
old fellow who had preceded him.
Soon after they had departed, and
while Baynes was engaged in washing
up tin plates and pannikins, Mr.. Hall
looked into the kitchen.
Getting on all right, Tom?' he in
quired cheerily. That's good job.
Roguish lot of men up here at these
times, but they mean no harm-you'll
soon get used to them. You think
you'll manage the work, Ell? There
are good number of mouths to feed"
81 am not afraid of the work, sir"
replied Baynes, land think 1 shall get
on all right with the men. They all
seem good tempered enough
AS he spoke Mr.. Hall fancied he
detected a curiously sad tone in the
MANS voice, and he thought what a
soSt, gentle voice it was compared with
the rough tones of the ordinary bush
hand.
'Your wife-is she pretty we'll this
morning after her long Journey" he
asked, scrutinizing him rather sharply.
Eyes, sir, thank you" replied Tom,
stopping down, as he answered, to pick
up cloth he had dropped. @
Mrs. Hall will look in and see her."
continued the master of Redmount,
some time in the course of the morn
ing" $50
Thank you, SIR" answered Baynes;
"but I would much rather-that is, she
would rather not-she is in such a
very nervou6 state, and her eyes
trouble her so much, that if Mrs Hall
would excuse her, perhaps she may
grow stronger with rest and care, and
then
"0h varv uaI1IU cold Mr. Hall