The daily tribune., 1908-08-03
THE LAW OF
THE RANGE
BY Aroh MsokIn

On the western slope Of the great
Cascades where the Columbia rolls
blue to the sea and the sun smiles
warmly on the hundred-mile ribbon Of
| green, luxuriant pasture range, there
the word Of the law was Force and the
| strength OF the Stronger Man.
Old Jim Markleton, who in all the
| years his cattle had ranged that slope,
had been the Stronger Man and the
| Law, and when Bud Bledsoe and his
sheep outfit came up from the south
there had been dividing line marked
| down by the Law which Bledsoe's
| sheep were to severely respect. The
dividing line was Hopkins creek and
sheep cropped the stubby grass above
Hopkins creek until there was none
left to crop, SO they crossed. 1t was
then that the war began.
Martha Markleton, breathing deep
| the mountain air, rubbed her eyes and
looked to the dawnkissed peaks of
| the snowy Cascades. Rising white
and blue and straight rs temple col
umn. thin shaft of smoke ought to
touch the heavens. The girl choked
In her deep breathing and turning ran
| fleet-footed to the house, her eyes wild
with excitement.
dad! Dad, dad!" she cried, they're
COMMIT"
There were four Of them when they
| rode away. Old Jim, Mat Hicks, Tom
Mcconnell and Martha. The old man
| swore at her coming.
1T amt goin' to be no picnic. girl"
he chided; ''there'll be some KILN ana
regular barbecue OF sheep. I'll kill
kill me If he can"
Martha Markleton fell to thinking.
Once in her lonely rides she had met
Bledsoe and talked with him. Taught
to despise sheepmen, she had found
1t hard to dislike Bledsoe. who had
way" so different from her own
folks, and kind which she had read
about in books. He was n good-look-
Ing young chap, good-looking in spite
of his red hair, and, what was greater,
he seemed to have no more fear OF
her dad than she. when the grass
Is gone up yonder," he had said, then
we will cross the creek After that
he had recited his opinion of man
who thought he owned the whole state
of Oregon, which made her very
angry. and Immediately following that
he had made her gasp when he said:
81 believe that already love you and
will want to marry you some fine
day" Even now her heart beat faster
when she called 1t to mind.
And now her dad was riding out to
kill Bud Bledsoe and Bledsoe to kill
her dad.
It was near to noon when they came
across the Bledsoe party. Peg" Dom
aldson, Markleton's lookout who had
signaled the march OF the enemy, had
| taken to the woods, and showed up
after the fight was over. pale and en-
| barrassed. Plugged deep by bullet
| from one OF Bledsoe's men. old
| Markleton lay cursing and splitting
blood, while his stalwart enemy, Bled-
soc himself. bandaged him up. carried
him into his own shack. and laid him
carefully on his own bed. Then he
| left him In care OF Martha. while he
rode down into Somerset, IA miles
away. to fetch a doctor.
Markleton was old. and 1t took him
| a long time to get well. 1t was very
long time, even before he could be
moved to his own ranch. Disgruntled
OF the big. red-headed sheepherder
and his men, old Jim begged his
| daughter to stay with him.
Martha Markleton stayed at her IA,
TIERS side and cried when Bud made
love to her. and scolded her father
for terming their host a "good-for.
nawthin', murderous sheep-hooker."
But in time old Markleton began to
hold this indomitable young "cuss"
in awe. Hours at a time Bud and he
cheerfully wrangled at politics or
poker. the younger man always com.
ing out modestly victorious In the
end.
One day (the old man was able to
hobble about Bud broached the ques
tiol.
II love your daughter. JIM" he
said. "and she loves me. She's never
quite said so. but she does Just the
same. Never mind now! Wait until
I'm through talking. I've got a prop
osition. The law OF the range is what
l say. You're back number. a good.
fornothing old cowpuncher. PRAY
don't get excited. Suppose we make
1t 'Markleton & Bledsoe.' You know
the law OF the range is what say"
Dad, dad" said small, wee
voice. "do,"
The old man thought 1t over Jus,
one minute and again The small, wee
voice said: Dad. dol"
'The law OF the range is what she
says" old Markieton iiared up. and