Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1902-06-07
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and its people. That will pass the time
and viii save me asking questions when
l arrive
Glad to oblige, I'm sure" said Allyn.
you see it is this way: Glynn came ont
here once, some years ago, shooting. de
liked the country and climate and believ-
ed there were possibilities in the cattle
industry. When he reached England again
he talked West Texas to his friends I'M
til they begged him to eXpatrlate HIM
self for good. He bought hundred
thousand acres and built rancho house
and sent TO England for his wife and
babies. He knew my father well and
was sent out with little capital 10 as
sist in stocking the rancho. I'm young
er son, you know, and haven't anything
except hope and a brancho or two. All
the rest of us are younger sons sent out
with little capitals to assist in stocking
the rancho
Who are all the rest of u.s." Lois
asked
''Oh, the other fellows, YOU know-the
other white men on the rancho. There's
lot of them--very good chaps, taking
them by and large. Some are older than
| and some younger but we get along
LascelleS, whom we call Harry and
the Hon. c. Claybrough, the Hon. l..
Louis Goodwin, the Hon. George Ralph
Peyton, the Hon. r. William Fontaine,
the Hon. Russell Maude and Mr.. Royal
Deveraux. We all live near the rancho
house and try to make things pleasant
This was getting to be interesting, the
Maine girl thought, and she asked:
What do you do?"
"Oh, we help to work the cattle and
boss the Mexican hands and hunt wild
pigs and play polo. Now and then we
have a little music when Mrs. Glynn has
time to assist us. Some of us play the
banjo and others listen. We have been
here three years now and like it well.
hope" and his voice took shade more
| of interest, that you will like it as well"
I'm sure l SHALL" was the cordial re-
ply. You are drawing a pleasant pic
ture for me. After my life in Maine
know that / shall not find the rancho du'l.
Tell me now about the children, my
charges
Allyn smiled broadly Speaking of
the children" he replied, you will not
find it dull. Nobody finds it dull where
| they are You are apt, l am afraid, 70
find it too hilarious Two of them are
young cubs filled with primal human ma
ture and no one has ever tried to lick
it out of them. Their mother is not ac-
tive or strong and Glynn, while perfectly
willing to cane them within an inch of
| their lives, seldom has the time. They
are the Hon. Algernon Reginald Henry
| Glynn. briefly known as Teddy, because
there is never a partly emptied glass on
! the sideboard or in the smoking room
that he does not find his way to. The
| thirst of that youngster is abnormal and
| appalling. He is aged eleven. His hair
! is red though his mother calls it 'au-
| burn his face is freclled; his nose up
| turned; his mouth wide; his ears large.
| When he is not in the kitchen tormenting
| the maids, or being thrown by broncho.
or being chased by a Mexican whose
spurs he has stolen, he is in the neigh
borhood of the sideboard. waiting for
some one of us to come in and take Il
peg and leave the glass"
Allyn looked at the girl to see if she
had grown pale She was smiling softly.
Il like To-day" she murmured. Go
on
The second hopeful" he proceeded,
with a somewhat stronger note of admiral
ton in his voice. lis Charles Beauchamp
Vavasour Glynn, briefly branded as
| 'Miggs' because he is bony and bears a
resemblance to the celebrated 'Miggs'
whom you may have met in 'Barnaby
! Ridge 1t is his special merit to scorn
! shoes scOrn a coat, scorn a hat. 1t is
| his special fad to take two Of the dogs
| from the kennel and get lost on the prai-
| RE or in the mesquite, miles from the
rancho When he has been absent for
| twelve hours we all stop work and turn
| out for him. Twelve hours later We find
/ him asleep under cactus and willing to
| be fed. He does not affect the sideboard,
| but | have a fancy that he steals the
! cooks keys and ravages the eatables af-
| ter midnight Once or twice in going to
| my quarters after a long talk in the
| smoking room, have found him hidden
under a chair in the hall, always with
| fistful of pirated food. 1t is strange that
| the boy is bony."
Lois laughed. the clear deep carol ring
| ing over the prairie. The Mexican half
! turned his head and muttered "Nalga
/ me Dios"' and Allyn listened, keen pleas
! IRE in his face. 1t had been long since
| he had heard a woman laugh so. Il like
| 'Miggs'," she said. Go on
The young Englshman hesitated a mo-
ment and then his tones took on tender
ness and seriousness. The third he
said is a mite of thing. five years
old She is Margaret Lillian Mary
/ Glynn. She is not strong, n pale, quiet
! little body, with a hug and kiss for us
/ all in turn. We call her 'BObs 'Palo-
mita. 'Chiquita' or "Blinxy,' as the fan
| cy strikes us. She has a dozen other
names and is very dear TO us all. We
think it a pity-that is, we who live i'll
/ the bachelors quarters-that her mother
! is unable to take better care of her
! 'Palomita,' you know, is the Spanish en-
! dearing diminutive for Little Dove and
we fear that some day, without warning
'Palomita' may spread her wings and
| leave US"
! The voice Of Allyn had sunk low and
! there was a suspicion of moisture in his
! bright blue eyes, over which the white
| lids were lowered. This was an English
man on the sunny side of thirty who had