Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1906-01-26
HAMLIN GARLAND
armfuI of brush, called out, wItn go,

10Y, '"rhe sonora has GOMEZ!
Raymond seized him by the arla
81 listen here, Perry The old man has
written down to say that he has matt
Jack the boss. I'm going to cook u
few days, and then l leave You to-
the other boys that Jack Baker is lna'tc
foreman, and they've got to obey hiln.
You sabbe"
Perry grew solemn Of face. 81 sable.
IL you 20. l go.
Never mind that Get out there and
help take care of the team, and, Jack.
YOU go too lie laid Il hand on his
back and pushed him through the door
way lust rs the two seated hack round-
ed the corral and drew up to the door.
"Oh, isn't this fine.' called clear,
boyish voice, and a moment later the
cool. deliberate voice of a girl replied:
"Oh, what blessed relief after the
hot sun of the plain"
Then Baker was heard to say, with
elaborate courtesy: Shall help you
out, miss? ] reckon you are the friends
of the old nian--I mean Barnett" And
a moment later the young girl stood in
the doorway looking out ut the plain.
Raymond gave her but one glance from
well balanced body and calm, high
bred face touched him with admiration.
His resolution to be disagreeable weak
ened, though he kept about his work
Il never knew how grateful the shade
Of tree could be-" Ann said partly to
Louis and partly to Baker. Is it al
ways so tiercely bright here%'
"Oh no; this is an unusual spell. (
mean it is rather
She was now aware of Raymond
moving sullenly about in the gloom
wherein the stove sat. He was dressed
III light tan. loosely fitting shirt and
brown trousers without braces. His
spurs ratified at his heels as he walked
to and fro 1.-THE and powerful. He did
not look up-did not appear to notice
what was going on, but came and
went at his work, deft and absorbed.
Louis was instantly delighted with
the ROOM isn't this ripping" he ex-
claimed as he studied its furnishings.
won't this make strong background
for an illustration? Only that stove
isn't it too bad?-that's all out of key.
Why don't you have fireplace, Mr..
Raymond?" he asked, turning to
Baker.
Raymond gave Baker glance, and
the plump one waded in: TOO little
wood in this country. Cook, draw up
a chair for the lady"
Raymond's eyes flashed with silent
menace, but he did as he was told, and
as he put the chair down for Ann he
busted it with his hat.
Louis was husky voiced with Joy
did you see that. Ann? I'll have t.
work that in somewhere"
Baker continued, in the same tone
Cant you rustic q little grub for the
company, JackY'
Raymond CURLY replied, "I'll try
hard"
Baker, who was gaining self control
turned to Ann. I'VE have to humor
our cooks out here. They're scarce anu
mighty uncertain in their minds-stor
and shy at nothin', like locoed steer
Louis clappe.. his hands. ooh, isn't
the talk good, Ann? And these chairs
aren't they tine?"
Cook made EN-" said Baker Giles
handy as bootjack with TOOLS"
Ann ignored the chairs, but studied
the cook, whose curiously absorbed,
sullen yet deft movements interested
her. He appeared to be about thirty
years Of age, and his lean, powerful
figure dignifed the rough and dust
stained clothes he wore. His profile
was stern and manly, but his chin was
youthful His eyes she had not yet
seen.
Raymond, on his part, was fairly
abashed by the grace and youthful
charm Of his visitor. She reminded