The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1900-11-06

Abby now cool enough To plan as well
as act. 'hrt it's her or me. surer With
the thought. she seized the big dippei
from the WATERFALL. filled it with boil.
ing water from the wash-boiler on
the stove. ana flung the contents fuli
in the threatening face.
With below of rage and pain the
COW retrcatcd. but not far. Maddened
ana vindictivc. she charged wildly
upon anything that attracted her at
tcntion, and it happened that her ut
tentiOn was attracted by the squeal
Ing inmates of the pig-pon. There
was great crashing ana splintering
of boards rs she promptly demolished
the pen. The liberated pigs fed witt
frightened squealS I'm the direction of
the melon-patch. where they speedily
found solace in destroying the crop
The pain caused 10y the hot water
douchc rendered the already danger
Gus ana ill-tcmpercd animal crazy.
Having RACED the pig-pen. she turned
her attention To Il wagon load of hay
that stood in the yard. TO scatter
the hay and finally oVcrturn the wag.
on itself was the work of hut few
moments; to aunihilatc the wagon
took time. but the white COW of the
Triangle Bar had not acquired her
reputation in vain. Again and again
did she charge ON the wagon-whecls.
getting her long horns entangled in
the Spollcs. only to become the more
cmagcd thereby. until To Mr. Fcnton
riding in unexpectedly at the open
gate. she looked II veritablc demon of
destruction. Hey you he shouted.
augrily.
The COW. dcsisting from her strug
giles with the wagon. whirlCd around
and instantly charged the ranchmnn.
thereby sealing her own doom. Mr..
Fcnton had ridden out in search of
some stray cattle of his own that
morning and Il shotgun swung at his
Saddlc-hOw. Because of report that
had drifted down To the settlement.
the gun was loaded with buckshot.
for antClopcS, instead az the lighter
shot that the farmer usually CARR, !
for the killing of ducks. rabbits and
such small game
Hey. YOU brute cried the farmer
ms the white invader came ut him
with lowered horns and bloOdshut
eyes. you've lived long enough, YOU
have" The gun spoke once, twice!
and Mr.. Fcnton's assertion as 10 the
cows length of life was verified
moment after, as he stood on the
ground beside his horse. surveying
the dead animal, Abby came to his
side: she was trembling Il was scared
for you pa" she said
I've been feeling kind of scared for
You folks" liz" ranclman returned.
but there wasn't any danger for me.
so long as | had the gun. Children
gone 20 SCHOOL,
Yes; and l want YOU To ride
round and tell the school directors that
that land they wanted to put the
SchoolhOus" on is ready for EN- now -
Mr.. FcntOn looked from his daugh-
ter To the dead COW and back again.
That's good idcar' he said, heart
lily. III ride right round AMI tell 'em. -
He swung himself into the saddle.
DO YOU reckon they'll he hard on
Won for killing the cow" Abby asked.
laying OBTAINING hand on his arm.
mo. they can't he; she was known
to he dangerous crittcr. 1t was the
Triangle Bar that was to blame for
letting her run ut large. How much
do YOU think YOU ought to he asking
for the lnudE"
Abby turned away her face. I've
been real ugly ANA selfish about it,
she said. br0kculy. Maybe / was
getting To think to much of making
moncy-and if the children had met
the COW, she'd have killed 'cm. And
il would have been all my fault. If
YOU don't mind. pa. I'D like to give
the land to the district. count of my
being so ugly"
"AIl right. daughter" Mr.. Fcnton
responded; but his voice was husky.
and rs he rode away he pulled his
hat down over his eyes.
Il do hope pa hasn't been and taken
cold thought the unsuspicious Abby.
with anxiety. rs she turned back into
the house to tell her mother what she
had done. Youths Companion.