The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1905-04-15

I'll tell you what sustains me. My
presence jars on mammals nerves, and
Marie, the long suffering, will be kept
In constant attendance and will be left
unrestricted to your ,chaperonage.
Mamma thinks you paragon of good
sense and propriety. She little knows
how l can lead you astray. wish,
though, you would drop that little air OF
cold displeasure"
Everyone treats you as If you were
q child. l alone try to treat you as
would woman-but you won't let me-"
"And I try to treat you as if you were
q 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 they grand!" she cried.
ITO little schoolgirl and to tender
foot, I 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
boys.
"Lovely!" she cried Buffalo Bill is
no longer my ideal of manly beauty"
Thereafter she made life miserable for
Grant. She besought him to make an op-
portunity for her to meet the handsome
cowboy, and she ransacked all the stores
to see If his picture was not on sale.
Grant let her give full rein to her raw
ings and quietly bided his time.
"Where to now?" asked Rene blithely
az he drove up to the house one morn
ing.
II have a corral full of cattle out ut
my ranch. am going to sell so of them
and the buyer is to take his pick"
Don't you hope he 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 few over the road.
Il see HIM! Sweet thing!" cried Rene,
ecstatically, as 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 if he grew
there!" she declared.
He certainly does," assented Grant.
When the cattle was finally selected
and the buyer was closing the deal with
Grants manager, the cowboy was about
to ride into the desert.
Grant called to him:
Come here, Frank"
Frank! Oh, what a tame name!"
murmured Rene is disappointed tones.
The cowboy wheeled about and rode
up to them. Roger presented him to his
young companion and she lifted glowing
eyes. Alas for the maid! Her hero had
a decidedly game eye, that looked as
though some one had put knife in it
and turned it around few times.
She acknowledged the Introduction in
| faint voice and when the Ideal of
manly beauty" had ridden on, she pro-
posed to'Roger that they return to town
without waiting. to help drive the cat
tie.
Grant cheerfully acquiesced.
'How did he hurt his eye?" she asked
abruptly.
''Who, Frank? I haven't known him
long, but as our friendship increases 1
will endeavor to learn how it hap
pened"
4 'Where did you know him."
ooh, everyone knows him. I met him
first at restaurant. BY the way, he
eats with his knife He met me last
! night at the closing Of this cattle deal.
He offered me 'chaw of terbackker' as
token OF MS gOOd Will.
Roger. Grant, I think you are the
meanest man ever knew. Why didn't
you tell me this before?" ST..
Seeing is believing"
She looked away rehectively over a
field of alfalfa r. -
Rene. are you 50 disappointed" :
Eyes; fell as / did when found out
Santa Claus was myth. believe.
though, it's 9 good, idea to hug your IL
lusions. s $.3gsS4 s <*5,S
Then let me be your Illusion, Renn :,
3 s55 There was q misty depth of tend rness.
LIN the 81 soatt turned shyly to his, 5s
Roger Is Al ad you are not & Cow
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