Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-12-31

Habersham, drink with me and these
guests said Ranger Me and Gedge has been
arguin', and Gedge hez won, l own it,
Whats that trouble?" asked Habersham,
laughing.
"Gedge let on he reckoned me a fool, replied
Ranger, and leete discussion ensued l own
l am fool, and I'll stand nose-paint to prove
it. How's windmils going? Is the wind suffi-
Gent to send 'em round? Pm thinlin of
havin' one fixed over to my ranch and I'll grow
roses ag' in Keno at his park
That the end of the trouble But when
talk had got so far, it was bound to go farther
and it did. The elite of Painted Rock looked
shy at Mrs. Habersham, who apparently never
got so much as hint upon the scandal. At any
rate, she never wilted under the public gaze and
went about as gaily as ever Gedge talked to
me about her, and talked a little gloomi1y.
Zone woman is all l care to understand" he
said, and | own freely after twenty-five years
of matrimony that Mrs. Gedge is frequent as
hard to fathom as Ginger Gillett when he starts
blutfin' at poker. He's the best amatoor at
kyards in the country, and Pisbury owns it as
l do For all l know, Mis- Habersham may be
bad down to bedrock or she may be no more
than pretty fool There's times put up one
hypothesis, and there's times | argue from the
other. Women are shorely sad enigmas and apt
to cause Woe If Habersham hears any hint of
what is spoke of I've notion he'll go plumb
mad and bring Mr.. Weel1es' career to a prematoor
L
just now inclined to state. There are times
when the worst views of human natur' come
natural, and therefore I'll wander over to the
drug store and get Bailey to quote me price
on pills"
The next day l rode to Snyder, Scurry County,
and stayed week with Chapman, who kept
the Snyder Saloon, and l missed the newer
developments of the Habersham story But /
came in for the conclusion at any rate, for /
let Sibley Ranger riding out when l came within
IN miles of Painted Rock on my way back
"Howdy!" said Sibley, and 1 replied 'Howdy"
18th all the cordially of the prairie. He pulled
P close to me, and our horses put their noses
ogether.
There's goin' to be trouble over to Painted
ock,' said Sib1ey Ranger.
What trouble?" | asked.
about Mis- Habersham and Sam Weekes Some
aloot hez bin film up Bens mind with suspicious
oout her, and they say he amt spoke TO soul this
Tree days. l met him by the courthouse and he
as ez white cotton, and was ta1lkin' to him
If When man does that it's real dangerous:
lere's trouble afoot, to be sure. l hankered some
stay and see it out, but I'd fixed to see old Mac
enZie over to my place about them steers and If
missed him he'd be worse to deal with than a
ttler. | never did see such a man, plumb locoed
is at times. Gedge is very sore about the Haber-
lams: he's stuck on Mis- Habersham himself,
II"
l thought Sibley Ranger was safer at Double
ountain Fork than in town. and said So
WAL, dessay," he drawled, my tongues my
'oss, and it'll get me into trouble shore, l own it.
ut if you hurry up you may see the crisis. The
isis is comm along, and l amt jedge of crises.
here was that look about Ben Habersham which
aturally eventuates in the deadly exhibition of
ouble-pronged scattergun, I'm the closest
zample of high discretion in Northwest Texas.
0 long!"
I reached town by way of Wolf Creek at sun
own, and the first l the street was
niger Gillett. The city marshal seemed worried