Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1907-10-10

attempting TO anal"Zc her feelings and
face the future suuarcly, for she real
lied that her affairs ucared n crisis,
and this, too. not n month after meet
ing the mon. She wondered If she
would come to love her uncle'S friend.
She did not know. OF the other she
was surc-shc rcver could,
Busted with these reflections. ahc no
ticed the familiar figure OF Dextry wan
dcring a'mleSsly. lie was not un-
kempt. and yet his air gave her the I'M
preston OF prolonged slceplessness.
Spying her, hr approached and seated
himself in IN" sand against the boat,
willie NJ her greeting hc broke into talk
as If he was needful only of her friend
~ presence 10 stir his confidential
chords into active vibration.
"Wc're in tnrriblc shape, miss" he
said. "Our claims jumped. Somebody
run in and talked the boy out of It
while | was gone and now we can't
get 'ein off. Hes been tryin' this here
new law game that YOU all brought IN
this summon. I've been drunk. That's
what makes me look so ornery."
He said the last not in the spirit of
apology. for rarely does your frontiers
man consldcr pnat MS sen ~,iuu,nonce-
REQUIRE ualliation. bnt rather after tho
manner of one %purveying news Of mild
Interest. as he would inform o that
his surcincle had broken or that he had
Witnessed a l%Yuchiug.
What made them jump your claim
~ don't know. | don't know nothin'
about it. because. as ! remarked pre-
viouS, | amt follcrcd the totterin' foot.
steps Of the law none too close. Nor
10 | intend 10. | simply draws out OF
the same fer a spell and lets the young.
stnr have his fling. Then if he can't
make good I'll take the cards and finish
it for him.
IFS like the time | was ranchin'
with nm Englishman up in Montana.
This here party claimed the misfor-
tune of bein' a Younger son, whatever
that is. and is grubstakcd to a ranch
by his people back home. Havin' ac-
NulI'u an IblilIidNF Ell'h itNSt VI thC
west 10y readin' Fret IIartc and havin'
assim'lated the secrets of ranchin' by
correspondence school. he is fitted am.
pie to teach us natives a thing or two.
and he does 1t. | nm workin' his outfit
as foreman, and ii don't take long to
show me that he's a good hearted fell
Ter in spite of his ridin' boomers an
penuchle eyeglass. He amt never had
no actual experience. but he's got n
Henry Thompson Seton book that tells
him all about everything from field
mice to gorrillys.
We're troubled n heap with coyotes
them days. and finally this party sends
home for some Rooshian wolClounds
I'm fer pizenin' n sheep carcass, but he
says:
"'No. no. me deah man; that's moi
sportsmanlike. Won hunt 'em-aye
hunt 'em. only fawncy the sport wei
have ridin' TO hounds!'
I'VE will not says l, 4 amt goin
to do 10 Simon I.egree stunts. 1t ain
mans size. Bein' English. you dom
count, hut I'm growed up
"Nothin' would do him but those
Uncle Toms Cabin dogs, however
and he had 'em imported clean from
Berkshire OF Sibcery or thereabouts
four Of EN-. great big blue ones. They
was as handsome and imposin' as a Sc
of solid gold teeth. but somehow they
didn't seem to savvy our play none
one day the cook rolled a rain bar
downhill from the kitchen. and whel
them hlooded critters saw it comm
they throwed down their tails and tori
out like rabbits. After that ! couldn'
see no good in EN- with n spyglass.
"They amt got no grit. VIVA
makes You think they can fght?'
asked N day.
""Fight| says H'Anglish. My deal
man. they're full blooded. Cost seven
ty pun each. They're dreadful crea
lures when they're reused. They'll
tear a wolf to pieces like a rag, xii
bears, anything. Oh. rully, perfect,
DREADFUL
We'll. 1t wasn't q week later that h
went over TO the east line with me t
mend Il barb wire. I had my pller
and II Ratchet and some staples. Abou
a mile from the house we jumped u,
a little brown bear that scampered o!
when he seen us, but, bein' agin Il blul
where he couldn't get away, he climl
ed a cottonwood. H'Anglish was sin
ply frothin' with excitement
what a misfortune! Neyther gu,
o hounds
"Ill scratch his back and talk pre-
ty to him. says |. while you run bac
and get a Winchester and them ferc
cious bulldogs
"'Wolf hounds says he, with dig
nifty, full blooded, seventy pun each
They'll rend the poor beast limb fror
limb. hate to do it, but It'll be goo
practice for them
""rhey may be good renders say
!. blu don't forgit the gun
well, throwed sticks at the critic
when he tried to unclimb the tree ii
finally the boss got back with hi
dogs. They set up an awful hole
when they see the %bear-nrst on
they'd ever smelled, l reckon-an
the little Teller crawled up in som
forks and watched things, cautious
while they leaped about. bayin' mos
fierce and blood curdlin'.
"'How you goin' TO get him down
says i.
"Tll shoot him in the lower jaw
says the Britisher. so he cawn't BIZ
the dogs. It'll give 'em cawnhdence,
"He takes aim at Mr.. Bears chi