Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1903-08-26

lSsysg Gwen. They all had stories
Of her. The details We're not many, but
the impression was vivid. She lived
remote from that center of civilization
known as Swan Creek in the postal
guide. but locally as Old Latour's, far
up among the hills near the Devils
lake, and from her fathers ranch she
never ventured. But some Of the men
had had gliEpses Of her and had come
to definite opinions regarding her.
what is she like?" asked Bill one
day, trying 10 pin him dowE to some
thing like descriptive account Of her.
Like! She's terrier" he said,
with slow emphasis, "a holy terrier"
"But what is she like? What does
she look like?' l asked impatienty.
!, Look like?" He considered mo-
ment, looked slowly round as if search
ing for simile, then answered, 81
dunno"
Don't know? What do you mean?
Haven't you seen here"
'Yeh But she amt like nothin'."
Bill was quite decided upon this
point.
I tried again
"Well what sort of hair has she got?
She's got hair, suppose?'
"uayer! Well, few said Bill,
with some choice combinations of pro-
|! family in reputation of my sugges-
: ton Yards of it! Red!'
: "Git out" contradicted Hi. Red!
} faint no more red than mine!"
Bill regarded HIS hair critically.
"What color do you put on to your
old brush?" he asked cautiously.
"Tain't no difference. 'Tain't red.
anyhow"
Red! Well, not quite exactly" and
Bill went OF into low, long. choking
chuckle, calculating now and then:
RED! Jee.mi-ny Ann! Red!'
mo, Ill.," he went on recovering him.
self with the same abruptness as he
used with his bronco. and looking at
his friend with face even more than
usually solemn. your hayer amt red,
Hi; don't let any Of your relatives
persuade you to that. faint red!"
and he threatened to go off again, but
pulled himself up with dangerous sud
denness. ut may be blue cerulyum
blue or even purple, but red He
paused violently, looking at his friend
us If he found him new and interest
i ing object of study upon which he
q could not trust himself to speak. Nor
could he be induced to proceed with
the description he had begun.
: But Hi, paying no attention to Bills
Grafton, took up the subject with en-
thusiasm.
"She kin ride-she's a regular buster
to ride; amt she, BillY" Bill nodded.
"She kin bunch cattle an cut out an
yank steer up to any cowboy on the
range"
! .Why, how big is she?''
} "Big? Why, she's Just kid! faint
the bigness of her; it's the nerve. She's
4 cot the coolest kind of nerve you ever
seen: hain't she, Bill?" And again Bill
nodded.
"'Member the day she dropped that
steer, Bill?" went on Hi
"What was that?" I asked, eager for
; a yarn.
ooh, nuthiE'," said Bill.
"Nuthin'!' retorted Hi. pretty big
nuthin'!"
"What was it?'' urged.
ooh, Bill here did some funny work
at old AIeredith's round up, but he
don't speak Of it. He's shy, you sec"
aud Hi grinped.
; well, there nin't no occasion for
your proceedin' on to that tact said
Bill disgustedly, and Hi Loyalty re-
Trained, so l have never yet got the
rights Of the story But from what l
did hear l gathered that Bill. at the
risk of his life, had pulled the Duke
from under the hoofs of mad steer,
and that little Gwen had in the cool
est possible manner sailed in on her
bronco" and, by putting two bullets in
to the steers head, bad saved them
both from great danger, perhaps from
DEATH for the rest Of the cattle were
! crowding near OF course Bill could
never be persuaded to speak Of the in
ckient. a true western man will never
hesitate to tell you what he can do.
but Of what he has done he does not
readily speak.
The only other item that Hi con-
: tributed to the sketch OF Gwen was
that her temper could blaze If the occa-
sion demanded.
Member young Hill, Bill?"
Bill 'menbered."
Didn't she cut into him sudden?
Starved him right too
"What did she do?'
"Cut him across the face with her
/ uufrt in good style"
What for?"
. "Knockin' about her Indian joe"
Joe was, as came to learn, Ponka's
son and Ovens most devoted slave.
ooh, she amt no refrigerator"
YES" assented Bill. "she's a leetle
swift" :
Then, as IL fearing he had been apol-
/ ogisang for her, he added, with the air
Of ,one settling the question: "But
she's good stock. She suits mel"
The DUKE helped me to another side
Of lef character.
"she is remarkable child" he said
ono day; wild and SLY as, coyote
butsfeafleaa. QUITE, ana With q heart
fhil ~of passlths Arersdith-tife Old
| fin4h son fknow.4has krpt her up
fhsre anorg the hills She seas mo- one
but himself aud Ponha's B'ackfoot re-
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