The Greeley tribune., 1905-11-30


| They talked OF Jim Roiney's troubles
and the growing hatred between sheep
| and cattle men because OF range rights
Now. that pore Jim had a hear OF
good citizen in him before that peSE---
erous cattle outfit druv his sheep over
the cliff. Relations 'twixr sheep and
| cattle men in this yere country )
strained beyant the goin' back place, l
can tell you Ny pistol eye amt had
a wink of sleep for nigh on eighteen
months, an is broke u wakefuIue>s
same as teethin' babe.
Jim was wild as coyote 'fore he
| marrtes that girl. She come al the
way from Topeka. Kan. thinkin' she
was goin' TO find respectable home,
| an when she come out hyear an
found the place was a dance hall she
cried all the time. She didn't add none
to the hilarity of the place. An one
day Jim he strolled in, an. seein the
girl a-cryin' like freshet an wishin'
she was dead. he inquired the cause.
She told him how that old harpy wrote
her, an, bein' an orphast. she come
out thinkin' she was goin' to a respect
able place as waitress, an jim he
| lowed il was q case for the law. Tie
was little shy of twenty at the time.
Just a young cockerel bout br'ilin' size.
Some of the old hangers on bout the
place they see a heap of fun in J!m's
takin' on bout the girl. he bein' that
young that he had scarce growed Il
pair OF spurs yet. An one of 'em says
to him. Sonny. if you're Altered that
this yere corral is onjurious TO the
young lady's morals, We'll call in the
gospel sharp if you'll stand for the
brand Now Jim hadn't cent nor no
callin' nor prospect to his back, but
he struts up to the man that was doin'
the talkin'. game as bantam, an he
says, The lady amt rakin' in anything
but a lettle white chip in takin me,
but il she's willin' here's my hand
"At which that pore young thing
cried harder than ever. Well, jim he
up an marries the girl an it turns out
fine He gets a job herdin' sheep on
shares. an she stays with the Rodney
| outfit till he saves enough to build a
cabin. Things is goin' with Jim like
| prairie afire. In a few years be ac-
quires herd of his own, a fine herd,
not scabby sheep in the bunch. Aida
she makes him the best kind of Il wife.
them kids is the pride of his life. an
then them cattlemen do for him. OF
course he takes to rustlin'. I'd do
more'n rustic If they'd touch mine"
| The pair of bronchos that Mrs. Yel-
lett was driving bumped their backs
| like cats as they climbed the steep
mountain road With her driving was
an exact science. 1t was treat to
see her handle the ribbons. Mary
asked some trifling question about the
children, and it elected the informa-
ton that enc of the girls was named
Cacta. YES" she said. Il like new
names for children, not old ones that
is all frazzled out an folks has suf-
| fered an died to. 1t seems to start
'em fair, like playin' cards with new
deck. Cacta's my Oldest daughter, an
1 named her after the flowers that
blooms all over the desert spite Of
everything cold an rain an al
kali dust-the cactus blooms right
through 1t all. Even its own thorns
don't seem to fret it none. l called
her plain Cactus till she was three,
an along came a sharp studyin' the
flowers an weeds out here, an be
lowed that Cactus was boys name
an Cacta was for girls-called it a
feeminin tarnation or somethin' like
that-so we changed it. My second
daughter amt got quite SO much of a
name. She's called Clematis. That
holds its own out here pretty well,
long by the willows on the creek.
Paw lowed he was terrible afraid that
I'd name the youngest girl Sagebrush.
so he spoke to call her Lessie Viola,
an Civ in. The boys is all plain
named-Ben, Jack an Ned. Paw
run on to EN-"
The temperature fell perceptibly as
they climbed the heights, and the air
had the. heady quality Of wine. 1t
was awesome, this entering into the
great company Of the mountains. Pres
emily Mary caught the glimmer Of
something white against the dark back
snow bank, though they We're far be.
low the snow line on the mountain side
they were climbing.
well, here be camp" announced
Mrs. Yellett What Mary had taken
for bank Of snow was huge can
vas covered wagon. Several dogs ran
down to greet the blackboard, barking
welcome In the back ground Was n
shadowy group, huge of stature, max
Ing its way down the mountain path.
And here's all the children come to
meet teacher" Mrs. Yelletts tone
was tenderly maternal, as II 1t was
something Of feat for the children to
walk down the mountain path to meet
their teacher. But. Mary, straining her
eyes to catch a glimpse Of her little
pupils, could discover nothing but a
group OF persons that seemed to be