Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1908-02-20

and was IN full gallop toward the sta
ton before he was quite seated. Z
shant forget you, boy" he called back
over his Shoulder.
Jake Bennett and Alvin Carter
walked to the station together. They
arrived at the station just a. the train
pulled In.
The first passenger through the car
door was Uncle Billy.
why, durn my eyes! What re yo'
Ill dom hyah. Bill Dodge?" asked Ben
nett as Uncle Billy stepped to the
platform.
The two shook hands, but Bennett
turned away with hurried word and
disappeared within the station.
Uncle Billy gazed blankly toward
the Office, his face clouding with dis
appointment that did not lift while he
attended to his scant baggage.
The superintendent came out short
~, giving hasty orders to Bennett as
the two walked toward the big roam
known as the BOSS Lightning
Striker" They passed Uncle Billy;
but Benefits face was mask till the
roam clattered out Of sight, when he
turned back, another soul looking
from his eyes.
How air yo' pegs TO- walkin', you
ole bronco buster?" Bennett questioned
in hearty voice, Shaping his heavy
hand on Uncle Billy's shoulder.
They set OF briskly and in single
file up the steep cut-o6 that made in
one mile the elevation of five miles Of
grading. >-gss.e<s
What kin do for yo' all, you rotary.
eyed ole coon?" Bennett asked with
another bear cuff as they came
abreast. .... .-....
Il want q job on Charley Crockeh's
Dutch Flat stage line. Can get it?'
"You bet yo' bottom dollah! They
need men like you. Just chuck yo'
application to Crockeh, and-no. Go
right to Spalding; he's boss of the
company's new stage line. But what's
yo' all's crouch agin. the old man."
Haven't any in particular. There's
q little gal oveh hyah, Bill Anthony's
daughter"
"Shore. We tuck her In fur yo'
sake; KEEP her TO- her own. The ole
woman's dead stuck on her; wanted
her to stay right along, but she
wouldn't
That's her, all right. You remem-
Der Bill Anthony"
Reckon do. He's that gold-plated
ole cuss that built q sort O. suburb to
the Golden City over thar In Wasnoe,
amt he?
Same. But the Injuns got him; an
the girl has no relations that she
knows of; so sent her oven hyah to
you. I want to be neah her, and"
BENEFITS nudge sent Uncle Billy of
the trail. you ole Mormon! Amt
thinkin' O. marryin' her yo'self, are
ye?"
well, by Jimmy! I'm not that kind
Of sardine. She's 10, maybe, and I'm
squirting at my fiftieth birthday. If
I'd had daughter. an she was like
Stella Anthony, the prince O. Wales
wouldn't be good enough for her. See
where I'm driving?" -
They came suddenly to the pick
torn engine path where Benefits
gang were spiking the chairs" over
the fanges of the rails to the ties.
Instantly banter and familiarity van
ished, and Jake Bennett became the
quiet, lynx-eyed overseer. They had
surprised the men working well under
the temporary foreman; yet Uncle
Billy saw q sweep of fresh energy
speed down the line, az the under man
took up his hammer and Bennett
swiftly examined the work done in his
absence. He spoke scarcely q word,
but his straight" eye saw every poor
joint, each badly set CHAIR" and his
own hands often assisted In the read
justing. ~ >.s p
When he returned to the end of the
section where Uncle Billy was waiting