Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1906-12-27
A RUNAWAY
RED HORSE
Copyright. by Joseph B. Bowles.j
ny STRICKLAND W. GILLIAN

Vopyrishs' ny Joseph ID. po"iesJ
NO." said Perry Grimes. In the tone
OF a man who has been unjustly nc.
cused, Il never done nobody. even II
I did swap HOSES an sell fruit trees
clost Z twenty year."
''Nah," scorned Ed Flint, you didn't
never do q soul. How about tn time
We snapped tn runaway red boss l
tn Greaser out L Alhambry? was
that any Carneejy endowment"
20, well. that was case where tn
exception proved tn rule. Anyhow,
we must admit that was a most I'M
usual circumstance an mustn't be
judged accordin' t ordinary stand
ards. Ort II, mister?"
rhus appealed to. l demanded q
complete exhibit OF the happenings,
before passing upon the case. Where
upon Perry took fresh chew, ADJUST
ed his made.up blue bow to the curves
OF his rundown celluloid collar. and
proceeded:
1T was out clost T. Alhambry. Call.
forny. ! wasn't much but kid then,
and had traded frum q good boss my
daddy give me for starter, down to
a Bride with bum headstall. But
one day a Teller come along with a
boss that had cornered tn blemish
market an was holdin' fer raise.
But that wasn't all. That boss had
tn runaway habit so indellyble fixed
In Is system that he was wlllin' at
any time 10 die In tn cause. Jest as
he got In front O. tn ranch my daddy
an me hung up at. this plug stopped
In tn middle Of a incomplete run
away. Tn man on is back partly
finished tn trip. but stopped at tn
end o. tn bride rein, which was o
longish one.
Dad hurried in an got is first-aid-
10th -snake.bit bottle, took a teeny
pull at 1t hisself to see that II was
fiowin' free an that nobody had
changed tn contents when he wasn't
lookin an applied 1t to tn dead mans
mouth. Next thing dad knowed tn
dead man had tn bottle an was
emptyin' It, effective an sociable.
Then he got up. with considerable diff.
Guilty, braced hisself with Is legs wide
apart an cut loose with pontoon
O. langwidge I've wished many time
could duplikit.
when is breath had petered out
an he was tryln' t git Is voice t flow
over them wide, high an deep dams
he had throwed acrost Is stream o
talk, he asst us II we would lend him
tn loan OF a gun. long enough t shoot
that critter which he proceeded t
name agin, variegated an fluent. See
in Is temper. told i'm t toddle on
an I'd shoot tn brute after he'd gone.
with that he quieted down a little
an tole us about tn aniniule. 1t had
been a-runnin' thataway fer nine mile
an was as fresh as dandylion after
a shower. Dad tried t git i'm t take
is boss on furder. but he started In
with them indecent remarkins an
dad, out o. pure Jealousy, give i'm tn
downbrakes. Then, after little more
parleyin', dad showed i'm tn nearest
way { Loss Anglis afoet, an he mo-
seyed of, lookin' back every onct In
awhile an shakin' Is fist at ole
Shortstop that was perusln' alfalfy
as II his mind had never been on
nothin' else er harmfuller.
dad an me managed L rope an
tether i'm, an after right smart
skirmish we got tn cooterments OF
i'm. Then l let i'm have Is rope an
he capered round with is tail up like
he was needin' some kind O. calisthen.
hicks fer is CONSTRUCTION. He sure
was q pizen boss. Takln' a invoice OF
is blemishes, could see that all that
allied i'm was a bit Of a curb on is
right hook, fetch O. ringbone on one
front pastern, one more even he was
gittin' any good of, an gentle whis-
per O. SPAWN. Didn't take dad long
t. find out that tn boss was mine an
not his'n, when he glimpsed them
ornaments.
"One day, after I'd fleshed that run
away till It took good judge O. boss
meat t. sight Is markin's, my good
thing comes by. Long about shutdown
a Greaser limps in frum Loss Anglis
way, leadin' is mount. Picketin' 1t ad.
jacent to our ranch house he proceeds
to onsaddle 1t an carry water an
wash its back, where they was tn
worst an biggest saddle-gali I've ever
met up with.
9TH boss war coal'black mare,
sixteen high, eyes like doe, forehead
like a statesman, ears little enough
for q pony. long. straight nose. thin
throat-latch, chest an shoulders like a
greyhound, body straight an taperin'
back t hips like tn rock o. Gibraltar.
They not only wasn't nothln' tn matter
with that mare-barrin' saddle-gall
but they wasn't no way fer anything
{ git tn matter with FER.
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