Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1904-11-24

'I'll tell you what sustains me. M
presence jars on mammals nerves, an,
Marie, the long suffering, will be KEEP
In constant attendance and will be lef
unrestricted to your chaperonage
Mamma thinks you a paragon Of goo,
sense and propriety. She little know
how can lead you astray. l wish
though, you would drop that little air O.
cold displsasure."
Everyone treats you as If you wert
q child. alone try to treat you as
would a woman-but you won't let me.
"And try to treat you as If you were
a Jolly, good fellow, and you must be
one," she retorted.
In the days that followed in the land
where the sun shone every day in the
year, Rene reveled in an outdoor life OF
freedom. With Roger, she rode horse
back and took little trips into the noun
tains and out to the surrounding
ranches, and was serenely happy. So
was Roger, until Rene had her first sight
OF COWBOYS at a wild west entertain
ment at the park.
aren't tney granc!" she cried.
ITO little schoolgirl and to a tender
foot, l suppose they are, but to us old
settlers they are quite commonplace
AS long as her alteration was confined
to the cowpunchers collectively, Grant
had no forebodings, but one day she
sighted at distance the king OF the COW
poys'
Lovely sne cried. bunalo Bill Is
no longer my IDEAL OF manly beauty.
.Inerealter sne maze liie miserable ior
Grant. Sne pesougnt MIN 10 make an op-
portunity Tor her to meet the handsome
COWBOY, ana sne ransacKe0alit the stores
10 see II MS picture was not on safe.
Grant let her give full rein to her raw
ings and quietly bided his time.
Where to now?" asked Rene blithely
as he drove up to the house one morn
ing.
Il have a corral null OF cattle out NJ
my ranch. am going to sell 30 OF them
and the buyer is to take mis- pick.
Don't you hope ne won't know enough
to pick the best!"
He will, though. He's going to bring
your cow-puncher with him to select the
cattle"
What? Really? Roger, you are jok-
Ing"
mo; we will help him drive the cat
tie back to town"
The pace wasn't fast enough then for
Rene and they fairly flew over the road.
IT see him! Sweet thing!" cried Rene,
ss they approached the
ranch.
They halted and watched the cowboy
separate the cattle he had chosen from
the rest.
Rene was more entranced than before
HE sits in his saddle as II he grew
there!" she declared.
"He certainly does" asseuted Grant.
When the cattle was finally selected
Ind the buyer was closing the deal with
1rant,s manager the cowbov was ahout
o ride into the desert.
Grant called to him:
Come here, Frank"
Frank! Oh, what a tame name!"
nurmured Rene is disappointed tones.
The cowboy wheeled about and rode
ID to them. Roger presented him to his
Dung companion and she lifted glowing
yes. Alas for the maid! Her hero had
decidedly game eye, that looked as
hough some one had put a knife in It
nd turned It around a few times.
She acknowledged the Introduction in
faint voice and when the ideal OF
,anlv beauty" had ridden on. she pro-
osed to Roger that thew return to town
'ithout waiting to help drive the cat
a
Grant eheerfulIy acouiesced
"How did he hurt his ever" she asked
bruptly.
'SWho Frank? 7 haven't known him
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