Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1903-09-03

Ink the sale of the pinto was
- eminently successful as a
EsE8y financial operation, but there
are those in Swan Greek country who
have never been able to fathom the
mystery attaching to the affair. 1t was
at the fall round up. the beef round up.
as it is called, which this year ended
at the Ashley ranch. There We're rep
resentatives from all the ranches and
some cattle men from across toe line.
The hospitality of the Ashley ranch
was up to it's own lofty standard, and
after supper the men were in state of
high exhilaration. The Hon. Fred and
his wife, Lady Charlotte, gave them
selves to the duties of their position
as hosts for the day with a heartiness
and grace beyond praise.
After supper the men gathered round
the big fire which was piled up before
the long, low she'd. which stood open in
front. 1t was q scene of such wild and
picturesque interest as can only be
country.
Bill, as king Of the bronco busters,
moved about with the slow, careless
Indifference Of man sure Of his posi-
ton and sure of his ability to maintain
it.
He spoke seldom and slowly, was not
rs ready witted as his partner, Hi Ken
dial. but in act he was swift and sure,
and lin trouble he could be counted
on. He was. as they said, "a white
ma1,--white to the back" which was
understood to sum up the true cattle
mans virtues.
Hello, Bill' said friend. where's
Hi? Hain't seen him around"'
well, don't jest know. He was go
ing to bring up my pinto
Your pinto? What pinto's that?
You hain't got no pinto"
"Mebbe not said Bill slowly, "but l
had the idee before you spoke that l
Had"
"That so? Whar d ye git him? Good
for cattle?"
The crowd began to gather.
Bill grew mysterious, and even more
than usually reserved.
Good fer cattle! Well, amt much
on gamblin', but I've got leetle In my
pants that says that there pinto kin
outwork any blanked bronco In this
outfit, givin' him fair show after the
cattle"
The men became interested.
"Whar was he raised?"
"Dunno.'
"Whar d We git him? Across the
line?"
NO" said Bill stoutly, fright in this
here country. The Dock there knows
him."
This at once raised the pinto several
points. To be known, and, as Bills
tone indicated, favorably known by
the Duke was testimonial! to which
any horse might aspire.
"whar d ye git him, Bill? Don't be
80 blanked oncommunicatin'v" said an
impatient voice.
Bill hesitated; then, with an apparent
burst Of confidence, he assumed his
frankest manner and voice and told
his tale.
WELL" he said, taking fresh chew
and offering his plug to his neighbor,
who passed it on after helping himself,
I'VE see, it was like this. Ye know
that little Meredith gel?"
Chorus Of answers: Yes! The red
headed one. know! She's daisy!
Regular blizzard! Lightnin' conductor"
Bill paused, stiffened himself a lit
tie, dropped his frank air and drawled
out in cool, hard tones: II might re-
mark that that young lady is, might
persoo,n to say. 9 friend Of mine, which
I'm prepared 10 back up in my best
style, and If any BANKED BANKED son
of street sweeper has any remark to
make. here's his time now!'
In the pause that followed murmurs
were heard extolling the many excel
lences Of the young lady in question,
and Bill, appeased, yielded to the re-
quests for the continuance Of his story,
and as he described Gwen and her pin
to and her work on the ranch the men,
many Of whom had had glimpses OF
her, gave emphatic approval in their
own way. But as he told OF her rescue
of Joe and Of the sudden calamity that
had befallen her q great stiffness fell
upon the simple, tender hearted Eel
lows, and they listened with their eyes
shining in the freight with growing