The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1906-07-05
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gazed reflectlvely at the large
and promising looking slab Of straw
berry shortcake on the plate before
him.
81 never see piece of that" he
said. aiming with his immense fore
finger at the hnnk of strawberry short
cake as If he meditated shooting 1t up
some, "that | don't think of Chuck
o'Mallon. A strawberry contraption
of that same general kind, only better
"a heap better--was sure one OF the
factors that helped to get Chuck hap
PLY hobbled.
"Chuck was foreman of the old Trl-
angler, and before it happened the
rest of us used to fritter away lot OF
the boss good time in trying to shame
or kid Chuck into anneXing unto him
self ng-haired side partner to take
charge of the neatest foreman's wick
ieup that | ever saw on ranch. All
of us in the bunk house regarded 1t as
a sin and a shame that that tidy fore
mans shack should go TO waste, with
nobody but Chuck to hold 1t down and
no woman TO train the honeysuckle and
the wstaria over the front and rear
trellises and show herself once in d
while sweeping down the back steps
with nice, clean towel wrapped
around her hair. and all that.
"The foreman's house had been built
for Chuck's predecessor, a man with
wife and herd of young 'uns. When
Chuck was made foreman he had the
whole foreman's wickieup to himself,
rassling his own hash and doing his
own housecleaning after the round-ups.
"I haint much of a brldle-wlse, cor
ral-bred cayuse,' Chuck rounded upon
us once when we got after him on the
matrimony game, and l sure need
hull lot o. stanmpin' ground-the length
and breadth of the range hain't none
too spacious for me when l want t
roll and buck and hang my heels up in
the air. And l hain't montionin' moth
in about the het-up periods when git
the hunch t hop the reservation-when
I feel like l jes' nachully got t pull
down few honkatonks in the adjonin'
settlements after glttin' lit up with the
purlin loco juice. Which hain't reck'
onin' up, neither, what a pizen 'Pache
1 am when the grub hain't skated t
the centre prompt on the minnit when
the chimes is pealln' the hour-and l
hain't never yit seen the female indi-
vidjool that was prompt in the matter
o. fodderin' her two-legged stock, VIM
men havin' no idee whatever O. the
meanin' O time or the value o the
same. Then is on'y some O. the rea-
sons why your'n truly hain't a-jogglin'
along Z pole
I'm private, though, Chuck told me-
I was assistant foreman that he
wouldn't mind snagging a wife. EFF
on'y. knowed how t git tn same he
was accustomed to add.
That's the way it was set with
Chuck on the day the boss notified him
to prepare to take trainload of steers
to Kansas City. AS Chuck had never
conveyed any cattle farther east than
Omaha, and l had been to Kansas
City, the boss told me that I'd better
hike along, too to see that Chuck didn't
step into any ground owl holes or get
ditched or sidetracked in the more or
less perpendicularly hustle burg on the
Wyandotte.
"The night before Chuck and l were
scheduled to slope toward the railroad
the boss seht for Chuck. After the talk
with the boss Chuck nudCed me into a
corner of the bunk house.
'What-all kind of stunt dye
reckon the old mans got framed up
f'r yourn affectionately now? Chuck
asked me, nervously mopping his brow
with his bandana.
"'Wants you to keep sober till after
you've delivered the steers, eh?' l sug-
gested.
"'Worse'n that--a good sight worse
replied Chuck gloomily. The bos, has
given me the job o ropin' pot-wal-
lower in Kansas City for his wife.
The Dutch kitchen mechanic they got
now is slopin' back East mex week,
and the old man hereby delegates me
t rope, tie and brand housemaid and
general hash-mixer down yonder in
Kansas City, and fetch her back on
our return. What dye s'pose-what
does the old man s'pose-I know bout
lassoin' all-'round ranch maiden,
when hain't had the nerve or the git
up t lariat presldin' skirt for my
own layout yit? And the boss wife
has give me list as long as Moqurs
ride fer water o. the things this we're
hash-slinger's got t be able t git by
wlth-cook and wash and iron and dust
and sweep and do plain sewin' and put
up preserves-say, podner, how am l
goln' t git the loop around a female
able t. do all o. them thingsT
~ told Chuck that had many pass
ing troubles of my own when l saw
that he was trying to cook up job to
shift the responsibility for 'ropin' a
pot-wallower' onto my shoulders.
"Well, Chuck looked lot worried
over that end of his mission all the
way to Kansas City. didn't have any
consolation to offer him. Didn't know
much about any kind of women myself
at that time. Since then I've met up
with several thousand of 'em - and
now know less.
Chuck was conscientious fore
man and rattling good one, and after
we'd seen the tralnload of steers I'M
loaded he threw jar into me by SOL
emnly announcing that the drunk was
to be postponed until after he'd at
least made some kind of bluff TO ac-