Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1899-04-02
A ROUGH RIDER.

Half the settlement was at the cabi1 when the doctor came for his daily visit q sl crowded around when he ap- proached the bed. where a white sheet set itself stiffiy over all that had re- qBired his ministrations Bud Wilson, eantering down from the Hlii range, caught sight of the unusual throng and flung bis horses head up sharply by the side of the house
 Hhats the rackct?a he asked or one of the men a ling by. some one hurt?
 'Jiia A1cEIlan's
 Bud Wilson was 6 lsa .e;.l. LOW, He sat q horse superbig and r9ited cigarettes to perfection bending them in the Mexican way In the surprise 9f the announcement he rolled one now, placing the wisp of paper on the pmmel of his saddle while he pour d the tobacco into #. After med lated Whif or two that burned tho nDer half down 10 his fingers be thew his cigarette away, and swing ing down from his saddle tossed bis brdle over the nearest fence post and walked back to the door as softly 3s his high-heeled boots and sWaddtihs goatsIsia chaps" permitted.
 Bud Wilson at one time had been very attentive to Lizzie AlcMillan be- fore she was Lizzie McMillan. Certaln of the range people had said it would sure be a match, but Billy Howe, Buds most intimate friend in the roundup gang; had prophesied that sye wouldn't rope Bud fer 10 such n a l+or {-at 4,9I fHa4- 1ad moi
 The door was pulled open at the newcomers knock. He paused moiA- ent or the threshold, then walked in with bowed head and stood looking down at the figure in the Httla white coffin holding his bread souarero in both hands, with it's heavy row oI buckles sIintiRE around tAe crown.
 While he stood there the mother whose silence had at last foua2 voice. sat in the adjoining foom looking oyeI tha empty Hef5 She was cfoeH IaE 10 herself softlF.
 Yes Ny pore eh#ld's gone. But ts Eattar cft=4h kaaE ft. Ah.d neEer hrousat it ep right Ann sinful an. worldly, 3a 8h'd aa brought it uB tf das1gH m. aa such things ah EIeW Eh would. 1bm ucJ Et Q haze 2 ehljd. so weak aH' eiusfE an God has taizea fl back na8- aH Ha Hte4ht not e it hs2 s5aFa3 vii nc aa sto#eG uB like me.
 She sa, Hy be Efse.ta WHrl5a, her ef3aE aE as tHaaa sa3 Were= =aaQat to go oGs and sw&saa s8ftly back and forth. her aHe a cd figure alalz. iHg a=suFefa In uaf against tda square of l5sle behind her.
 s'Bat An eaya6 baas Co zh.nE of her lEini oat thea iH tn Fain aa sa0E5 eHse went on. .'is6ft was only GHm8ef an it @as green aaa there was flowers but b be ont HHsre-8H caXu | 6za9 Co think aboat ii. 0h aA ea8H.t.
 Wilson stood Ia9ling down at the child while she sHoko. n0t once fais ing his head. TH8n Ha turned alid went out s quietly as be had come tn
 "yhats sine saTln' bout flowers Bul?" he asked of one of the mon ea che outside, Indicating the direction ol the mother WI,h q twist of his br0Ws
 "Liza Oh, nothin' Shes picked oU She place for the grave out there o the knoll by the river where she cal see it from the window, and she wans to have some flowers tlere some time
 So she's eIyin' for flowers, Wilse unused. Lets see No up train till5 tomorrow, and that's too lute. II do if. D-n me if I dont'
 The funeral service Nas Bet eIabes ate. The one minister al Table Roci who WIS also the carpenter. came 0vg for the occasion. There was a hymn by iarring voices. q chaffer from tlR Bible, read while thc men, for the most part. crowded baraheaded around the open door or tramped heavily ove, the faded flower beds that lined tm red wall with q starved stubble Of greenefy- -poftulaea,, sweetwilliam and bachelors button the Springtime reaching out of some soul toward the beautifal. now become, as everything musC, but the setting for the common tragedy Once, while the service was under way. an ore train went pounding by with a sudden rear and chatter of wheels
 After the service four of the men carried the coffin to the place where the grave had been hollowed out on tha bluff above the river The sagebrush grew thickly on the sides of the slope. with an occasional yucca lifting its hared blades. There was quite q steep ascent for 3 dozen yards or more, and the men who were carrying the coffin had to watch their steps. As they reached the top of the rise the leader started, then went on amid low mur- mur of. surprise.
 The yellow mound of newly turned earth had disappeared under the dazzI ing bank of flowers roses. carnations lilies-a little Drowned ut the edges in the chill air, but white and glorious still in the morning light, and hiding as one came up the slope, even the ragged edge of the grave itself.
 No one knew whence they came and Che minister, taking advantage of. the wonder, woye into his final words a reference to that promise of Him who said. T will give you beauty for aa.4es
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