The Birmingham age-herald., 1905-07-09


 1 cannot permit you to behave so rudely."
 "Well," vociferated Tom in self-defense. 'I am not supposed to net the same here as at home. Papa says Western people say just what they think and don't make any pretense. l want to do as they do.
 'srom did not speak with a fatterer's tongue He expressed himself quite as he felt-in truthful way; but what he saId was considered very complimentary to the westerncrs, by Mir. Walker. He smiled his approval and batting rom shoulder, said: You're brick. I've got your partner at home: fine fellow of n papoose that can bust a broneho as ensy as he can sit In chair.
 This set Tom to thinking. He wondered what the young papoose was like, whether he would, upon seeing Tom. leap upon him to try his strength If so Tom wouiu show himself capable He had not gone to the Gym for naught. He had muscle hard as flint and fist at the end of It. Then he wondered what " | meant to bust a broncho.
 | And I've little maiden. named Watha' who'll be match for the little lady there. too" and MT. Walker Jerked, his thumb In the direction of Fanny. sne | as bright as sunflower.
 1 Then Fanny set to wondering about l the little maiden Watha, and whether or not she had ever heard of doll. Fanny l supposed. since she had been raised ID | this wild country where, perhaps, the l people did not even have clothes that doll had never been seen or heard or. She was glad she had brought along sayeral of her prettiest doliies. She l might give one to the papoose Watha.
 As they rolled along papa and MT. Brown talked over the old days and the days to come in the nearby future. Pres ently they raised long, low hill and beyond 1t lay the home of the Walkers. ",fhere we are" said Mir. Walker, point ing toward pretty two-story white farm house that stood surrounded by fertile, well-tiled fields. About the house grew cultivated shade trees, an orchard in the rear md at the side tall windmill spread It's flaming arms to the breeze
 "Why. Rich, you live like lord. don't you? And think the people generally 1 talk of thIs land ns barren desert. It is q garden spot" said papa.
 .'It's lust whatever a feller wants to make of It. explained Mr. Walker. Down onder"-pointlng to long line of distant blue, "Is the big river where we'll all go camping. Some interesting old Indian mounds md graves are there for the children to investigate"
 .Oh, that's more like It. exclaimed | tomorrow. No use to put 1t off. At first l | got awful mad-when found out this country was not inhabited by wild In dians and fighting cowboys; but l guess we'll find some fun after all if there's Indian mounds and graves to look and to get relics from. Wish might find the
 Of course everybody laughed at poor Toms expense: but he did not mind. He was too full of great corporations, and l looked toward the line of distant blue longingly.
 In another Instant they drew up to the door of the Walker house. Immediately l pretty, dark haired woman came out to greet them. Following her were. three children on whom Tom looked with sur. prise and dlsplcasure. They were not pnpooses at all He had been deceived They were ordinary white children we'll dressed with eiean nrstddy facSs Ss wWaahg ofS i maid was her own size and looked up In Fanny's face and smiled sweetly, Of course. she know all nbout dolls and nice | clothes Fanny smiled back and made hold to kiss her fingers 10 Wathn and call out: '1m Fanny"
 Huh" whispered Tom to Fanny as ,hey nlighted from the wagon. There isn't thing Innian % ,sa anogt ioooa. t1e wnole yha bsau,e bn xowned and shook hands with Mrs Walker who kissed everybody, except nonr inst like tho Eastern women did But after the nfSt panSs or uisappOlnt | ment were over Tom be~ln to become interested in hls surroundings. After all f. $ was very different to the things he had been used to. The men and boys. al went ont to the big trough by The wind l mill to wash their faces and hands. Then they combcd by a little mirror on back porch. Tom liked making this much of his toilet out of doors. He felt that much Indian. Then there was that strange windmill to learn the workings. of. It pumpcd water into the house, Into. the troughs of the pig pens. into the irrigat- ir~ ,itches that ran through the garden and orchard. and it fed little pond be l low the hill wi are Bert, MT. Walkers | big boy and Toms own age and size, told Tom they could take plunge any time they cared to. This pond was full of ionting ducks hi wns a source of of constant wonder to both Ton, and l Fanny. And the garden back of the | house Here Tom and Fanny went to work with Watha and Bert one hne morning pulling weeds from the vege tables Bert set his company. to weed the onion bed while he and Watha took charge. of the beets and beans. Pretty soon Bert came to see Tow Tom and l Fanny were getting on and 10. his ill- disguised horror he found they had sue cceded hv quick work in pulling. up all ! the little onions and leaving the nice