The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1906-07-05

cobs and inhaled the fetching aromas
that presently began to float from the
kitchen. Chuck was pretty taciturn
during that smoke. He seemed to have
lot on his mind. The only remark
he made was when a particularly ap-
pealing Whit Of those broilng lamb
chops slipped through on TO the front
porch and passed our Lostrils, and then
Chuck knocked the ashes out of his
pipe and pulled his hat over his eyes
and, looking at me solemnly, observed:
Jes' because their names happen
{ be McGlone and such like, they don't
all have t. be kitchen mechanics, pod
ner. I've knowed a heap o. range
bosses t be disappointed some in little
matters sence been punchin' cattle.
and no mistake, with which myster-
ious utterance Chuck again relapsed
into silence until Mrs. McGlone sp-
peared at the front door and summoned
us to the feed.
I'm not going to try to describe that
feed or how good 1t tasted. But, just
TO give line on how good Kate Nc
Clone was in fixing up little impromptu
things of that kind, I'll remark that
those southdown lamb chops were pan
broiled by Kate, and she served 'em
each on little triangular piece of toast
TO sop up the good juices of the meat,
with a little sprig of parsley from her
back yard patch garnishing each chop.
And that strawberry shortcake was
one of those things that you could just
take bite out of and then throw your
head back and listen to the music.
And the rest of 1t was TO match. We
just ate and ate for half an hour or so
without recess, and then Chuck
pushed his chair back little to give
himself some breathing space.
Which I'm bound to remark said
Chuck, then, looking square at Mrs.
McGlone, that they's other jobs, sides
that o. which me and my podner spoke.
out yonder on the old Triangle-T, a.
waitin' FIR lady what knows so much
about heavin' tn eats T. the centre as
you all do, Mrs. McGlone. Better jobs,
too, in a way. One of 'em in partic'-
lar is hull heap better, the on'y draw
back t. the same bein' that it involves
livin' alongside o. the meanest, sata-
mountest, onneryest, no-'countest om-
breys this side o. Yuma or that other
warm place-the same ondesarvin' in
dividjool beln' a ombrey by the name
o Al Qong FIR Chuck O'Mallon, which
is here present { take whatever pun
ishment is a-comin' t. him.
NIy ta NfaG1nna hIt,cha1 uarr ok
that. AS for me, always knew when
to duck. 1 bolted what remained of
my last hunk of strawberry shortcake
and then 1 grabbed my hat and told
Chuck that I'd meet him at our hotel
later along in the evening. ] passed
hasty thank-you to Mrs. McGlone for
the feed, and then 1 made my get
away.
"'You all want to keep sure sober,
podner,' Chuck called after me as I
hiked out, because if Pm as lucky as
I'm beginnin' t feel I'll be needin' q
pal as witness t. some doins' in these
yere parts Directly. I sure hope so.'
-Four hours later Chuck turned up
at the hotel with face on him like
full moon.
Its playin' it plzen low-down on
the boss and the boss wife FIR fac','
said Chuck to me, but 1 come pooty
near a-known' when Pm in right my
self, and you all pup-ombreys O. the
bunk house is mighty nigh on to seein'
Mrs. Al O'Mallon, podner.'
II stood up with Chuck when they
faced the priest a while before noon
the next day, Kate in a powerful be-
coming suit of ready-made togs that
Chuck staked her to, and looking as
fresh and wholesome as dew-streaked
morning glory around the hour of
dawn. After the ceremony 1 ducked
again and executed a mysterious dis
appearance for four days, and when
showed up again Mr.. and Mrs. AL
O'Mallon were all ready aud packed
for the start for the old Triangle-T.
"One Of the boys had the two-seated
blackboard waiting for us at the sta
ty miles TO the ranch comfortable
enough. The boss and his wife were
on the porch when we drove up.
"'And this, said the boss wife, as
good a woman as ever willingly passed
up months sleep to nurse poor sick
man in bunk house, and this pre-.
pairing to greet Kate, is
"'Mrs. O'Mallon, ma'am,' said
Chuck, stepping forward and looking
sheepish, but pushing his handsome
wife forward, and making a mighty
sweeping sombrero flourish and bow
himself. And then the boss wife steps
up and kisses Kate like the fine, sweet
souled woman that she was, plumb.
"The next day / was sent a-rustling
to Tucson to snag out a Chlnaman to
take the place of the boss wife'5
Dutch hired girl, who'd already
jumped the ranch.
"That's how Chuck O'Mallon started
out to rope pOt-walloper' and ended
by getting wife, and they're on their
own Arizona ranch to-day, with as
nifty bunch of handsome, Irlsh-eyed
young 'uns around 'em as you'd meet
up with on four-day cayuse ramble."
&C. L. c., in Washington Star.
Race Between Motor Boat and Deer.
f. s. Peck. of this city, and E. ".