Rogue River courier. (Grants Pass, Or.) 1886-1927, 1901-10-17

The boy shook his head in hope
less sort Ct way.
'Tain't no use, guess" he said,
resignediy Father said / couldn't
work for nobody less | paid him
three a week board"
"I'll have little talk with your
father myself" he told the boy, and
then and there he stalkcd in upon
the miser and gave him a piece OF his
mind. Among other things he in
formed the farmer that If he didn't
treat his son better, he, Wetherby,
would make the town too hot TO hold
him.
Two days after Jamie, smart in new
clothes and a red cap, started in on
his duties as a caddie. In a weeks
time the boy became the star cad
die of the course.
From almost the first time the boy
was absolutely happy from morning
to night. Then came a disappoint-
ment; Wetherby took to playing
with a partner two or three times
a week-a very beautiful young lady,
whom Jamie learned to call miss
| Elizabeth"
Now, Wetherby had been working
himself up into splensid form, but
when he got TO playing with the girl
Jamie was much worried to notice
that he went all TO pieces on his
drives and couldn't putt little bit.
And the worst Of II was that as time
went on Wetherby's playing fell of
more and more.
Strange to say, Jamie found II much
easier to caddie for the two than for
one. They never seemed to care II
the ball got lost, and one day when
at the fourteenth hole, the CUTIE had
ther's place, and Jamie asked II he
should go after IL. Wetherby said:
"Yes, Jamie, and II you find it In less
than an hour I'll discharge you'll"
When poor, bewildered Jamie re-
turned in exactly one hour, he found
the two sitting under tree. and
Wetherby remarked. very formally:
"Mr, Mcleod, let me introduce my fu-
ture wife"
Then the young lady drew the boy
close to her. "You're glad, Jamie,
aren't you?" she said. softly.
The boy blinked hard for minute
yes" he retorted, sturdily; I'm
really and truly glad-though / kind
er hate to see good golfer spoiled"
One day week later Jamie was
caddying for Miss Elizabeth alone;
Wetherby was to join her little
later.
Jamie, with the girls bag slung
over one shoulder, and her red jacket
over the other, was standing close TO
his fathers cattle yard fence, watch
ing for the drive-off at the fourteenth
hole.
She made rather a bad foozle, the
ball going far to left out of the right
direction. The two were making for
the ball as it lay near a turbulent lit
tie mountain brook, and were almost
there, when they both turned at the
sound Of painting animal, and there
within 20 yards came Farmer Nc
Leod's savage bun. his head lowered.
his eyes ailame.
The girl gave scream and stood
stock still from sheer fright. There
was no shelter at hand
Jamie held n cleek In his right
hand. The bag fell to the ground
with n rattle, but with his other hand
he still grasped the red jacket.
make for the brook" he cried;
and turning about he waved his
jacket in the face of the furious
brute.
With below OF rage the bull made
straight for him. Jamie stood his
ground till the beasts horns were all
but on him; then deftly he stepped
one side, and lifting the cleek dealt
the animal fierce blow on the
nose.
The bull turned and charged on
him again. AS jamie leaped to one
side for the second time his foot
slipped on the slippery turf, and
twisting his ankle he fell helpless to
the ground. lie flung himself face
downward ON the grass and waited
for those dreadful horns TO strike
him
But even as he did so he heard
voice, and then the sound
of n pistol shot. followed by another
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