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

woman in charge of that plant the
qualifications desirable In a ranch.
house servant. The fat woman asked
me lot of sbrewd questions about the
ranch and the ranch people, and I
couldn't do any more than tell her that
old Triangle-T was the finest outfit.
with the whitest boss and the incest
boss wife In Arizona-all of which
was on the level
THAT was lucky fat woman for
Chuck. She had the goods all ready in
stock, 1t seemed, which was why she
was asking me so many questions. She
had on her list wldow-oh, a woman
about thirty-odd. she said--whose man
had been killed in coal mine accident
about six months before. The widows
name was Kate McGlone, and she
lived across the river in the other Kan
sas Clty-tie one in Kansas. The fat
woman thought Kate McGlone would
not mind going West, because she had
a brother working in a mine some
where in New Mexico.
"'This,' dellghtedly remarked Chuck
when he got outside with Kate Nc
Clones address on a slip of paper is
sure some easy. It's as easy as STAN
.pedln' bunch O. locoed cattle plumb
into the corral and then oncoiin' a
spool o. barbed wire around that corral
to keep 'em there--it sure is.'
$50 Chuck and l charter a caloosh
and spin over TO Kansas City, Kan, TO
give Chuck chance to make a lariat
throw for this Kate McGlone and get
that errand Off his mind.
Kate McGlone's address was a rick
ETY., tumble-down shanty in long row
of them, occupied by coal miners and
their families, but, poor and common
as it was on the outside, it was neat,
though uncommonly bare, inslde-the
furniture had been going out piecemeal
for the necessaries of life since Kate's
mans death, we found out afterward.
But the neatest thing in or within
forty miles OF that shanty was Kate
McGlone herself. For Kate was a
staving beauty from the far south ot
Ireland-a smashing, handsome woman
of buxom slnuosities that were dis.
cernable even arrayed as she was in
her poor calico dress.
"Chuck took one look at Kate Nc
Clone when she came to the door in re-
sponse to our knock. Then he acted
like he was going to sit down on the
rickety steps and take a rest for him
self. There was no manner of doubt
whatever that Chuck was all in, all
right, so powerful was the immediate
looks of Kate McGlone. Chuck could
not much more than wobble in when
she invited us into her poor little old
stripped outfit, and when he thought
Kate wasn't looking Chuck gave me a
kick on the leg that can almost feel
yet.
"For her part Kate cast quite num-
ber of sidelong glances at Chuck when
he seemed to be not paying any atten-
ton. Chuck was something good to
look at, an arrow.straight ombrey, two
inches above the six foot mark, broad
as q door at the shoulders, and with as
good head and countenance as you'd
ever see on cOw-thumper If you
looked from the Columbia TO the Rio
Grande. I'd seen many smart wom-
an in Kansas City wheel in her tracks
to take another view of Chuck after
he'd gone by, although Chuck himself
didn't know that there was much diff
ference between his looks and a jack
rabbits, not being any whatever stuck
on himself, so to speak.
"Yes, Kate would take the ranch Job,
she said after Chuck had nudged me
to the centre and made me tell her all
about 1t. There was nothing to keep
her in Kansas City. now that-well she
didn't say what, but we understood all
right, and coughed a-plenty SOS to get
her off that. She'd like to get within
reasonable distance of her brother in
New Mexico, and she had no children
to hobble her movements. We had
come at an opportune lime.
"Chuck didn't say thirty words while
Kate McGlone was telling me that she
could do ell the things ranch-serving
woman would be called upon to do, but
when. she got to that Chuck crossed
and recrossed his legs four or five
times and twirled his sombrero around
on his thumb and cleared his throat
several times, and then he asked her,
in hoarse, embarrassed kind of way:
Some few on the cook, l reckon,
Mrs. McGloneT
kate smiled confidently at that, and
replied that she regretted that she had
no means of proving 1t to him by lay
ing a meal before him, her larder not
being exactly overflowing.
"'A sure-enough hungry camp, this
yere X. c. said Chuck then. Amt
never been so hungry nowheres as
am yere. Could get away with a coy
ote, pelt and all. yere and now. Was
goin' to suggest, Mrs. McGlone, that
maybe you wouldn't mind. s'posin' I'd
hike around and rummage f'r armful
o. the eats on the hoof-maybe you
wouldn't mind pansizzlin' the same
FIR me and my podner yere, SOS We
wouldn't have t. hike t none these on
merry grub plants that's all lugs and
nothin T. eat on
kate McGlone's smile of acqules-
cence when Chuck got off that delicate
suggestion was worth seeing. or
course she would be glad TO cook any
thing for us. She hated to be so situ-
ated as to have folks bring in their
own stuff to be cooked, but
"Well. Chuck was already out of the