The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1905-10-11

/ cannot permit you to behave so rudely."
well. 3" vociferated Tom IN self-defense.
Il am not supposed to act the same hero
as at home. Papa says Western people
say just what they think and don't make
any pretense. want to do as they do.
Tom did NOT speak with a hatterer's
tongue. He expressed himself quite as be
felt-in a truthful way; but what be
said was considered very complimentary
to the Westerners, by Mr.. Walker. lie
smiled his approval and patting Toms
shoulder, said: You're q brick. I've
got your partner at home: a fine fellow
Of a papoose that can bust a broncho as
easy as he can sit In a chair"
This set Tom to thinking. He wondered
what the young papoose was like. whether
be would, upon seeing Tom, leap upon
him to try his strength. If so Tom would
show himself capable. He had not gone
10 the Gym" for naught He had
muscle hard as flint and a fist at the
end OF It. Then he wondered what it
meant to "bust a broncho."
And I've little maiden. named Watha,
who'll be a match for the little lady
there, too" and Mr.. Walker jerked his
thumb IN the direction Of Fanny. shes
as bright as a sunhower."
Then Fanny set to wondering about
the little maiden Watha, and whether or
not she had ever heard Of a doll. Fanny
supposed, since she had been raised 10
this wild country where, perhaps, the
people did not even have Clothes that a
doll had never been seen or heard Of.
She was glad she had brought along
several of her prettiest dollies. She
might give one to the papoose Watha.
AS they rolled along papa and Mr..
Brown talked over The old days and the
days to come In the nearby future. Pres
entity they raised a long. low hill and
beyond Il lay the home OF the Walkers.
There we are" said Mr.. Walker, point
Ing toward a pretty two-story white farm
house that stood surrounded by fertile,
well-Iilled lields.o About the house grew
cultivated shade trees, an orchard In the
rear and at the side a tall windmill
spread its tanning arms TO the breeze.
why, Rich. you live like a lord, don't
you? And think the people generally
talk Of this land as a barren desert. 10
is a garden spot" said papa.
'1t's Just whatever a Teller wants TO
make Of r." explained Mr.. Walker
Down yonder"-pointing to a long line
of distant blue. us the big river where
we'll all 90 camping. Some interesting
old Indian mounds and graves are there
for the children TO investigate"
"Oh, that's more Ike It," exclaimed
tomorrow. No use 10 put It or. AT FIRST
got awful mad-when / found out this
country was not Inhabited by Wild In
dams and lighting cowboys: but l guess
we'll find some fun after all II there's
Indian mounds and graves TO look and to
get relics from; Wish I might find the
OF course everybody laughed at poor
Toms expense; but he did not mind he
was too full Of great expectations, and
looked toward the line OF distant blue
longingly.
In another instant they drew ND to the
door Of the Walker house. Immediately
a pretty, dark-haired woman came out
70 greet them Following her were three
children on whom Tom looked with sur
prise and displeasure. They were not
pa pooses at all He had been deceived.
They were ordinary white children we'll
however, was delighted. The Watha-
maid was her own size and looked up In
Fanny's face and smiled sweetly. OF
course, she knew all about dolls and nice
clothes Fanny smiled back and made
bold TO kiss her fingers to Watha and
call out: I'm Fanny"
Huh" whispered Tom to Fanny ms
they alighted from the wagon. There
isn't a thing Indian about the, whole
he yawned and shook hands with Mrs.
Walker who kissed everybody, except
papa. just like the Eastern women did
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ment were over Tom beean to become
Interested IN his surroundings After an
this was very different to the things he
had been used to. The men and boys an
went out to the big trough by The wind
mill to wash their faces and hands. Then
they cOmbed by a little mirror on n back
porch. Tom liked making this much OF
his toilet out OF doors. He felt that much
Indian, Then there was that strange
to learn the workings Of II
pumped water into the house. into the [
troughs OF the pig pens, into the irrigat-
ing bitches that ran through the garden /
and orchard, and II fed n little pond be- |
low the hill where Bert, Mr.. Walkers /
big boy land Toms own oge and slzel /
told Tom they could take a plunge any |
time they cared to. This pond was full /
OF floating ducks vs1iCl was n source /
OF constant wonder TO both Tom and /
Fanny. And the garden back OF the /
housed Here Tom and Fanny went to /
work with Watha and Bert one fine 4
morning pulling weeds from the vege- 4
tables. Bert set his company to weed /
the onion bed while he and Watha took /
charge Of the beets and beans. Pretty i
soon Bert came to see how Tom aad I
Fanny were getting on and 10 his IN 4
disguised horror be found they had sue
seeded hv quick work In pulling up al 4
The little onions and leaving the nice