The weekly herald. [volume] (Amarillo, Tex.) 1906-19??, 1908-04-30

convention then comes the rub How
bad We feel when We get home, We
say, Dolly ! have como home to die,
Noble woman that she Is; with q
twinkle In her eyes, she goes about
with the simple home remedies to
relieve our distress, when she ought
to say, John you are liar, you
haven't come home to die, you have
come home 10 get sober"
The cowboy, he too, goes to the
convention, We knew one once In
the long ago who had winter camp
twenty miles from headquarters, but
when convention time came no went,
and such a time as he had, none
could have had. except one who had
seen no one during the long winter
months hut the freighter who had
hauled him feed and provisions for
his horse and himself once a month,
But tho cowboy too, had TO so back
TO camp and dlty, for none are more
faithful TO duty than he. He has
swan and forded the treacherous
rivers from the Gulf to the British
possessions and has stood around
the heard when the muterlng
thunders pealed and the forked
lightning flashed When the fu-
ture historian writes the true biog-
raphy OF the cowboy he will say that
there is none more ready than he
to die in the defense Of the good
name OF the pure woman. It's pages
will not be marred with any unmanly
act or with any dlsgraceful scenes.
This is the cowboys conduct toward
women who have lived almost alone
on the great frontier.
The cowboy Of whom | have spok-
en-, stood It all right the first day
and the next night but when he
gets up the next morning, his enthu-
siasm all gone, his spirits all In, he
starts out on his line, but feels so bad
he takes the nearest cut to head
quarters, When he gets there he
finds Uncle John, the boss, In his
easy chair with his eyes enlarged, his
face swollen, his voice husky and
hoarse, for he too, has been to the
convention. The boy says, How are
your" and the old boss says Bad"
The COY says, Haven't you got any
thing?" and he says mo, nothing
at ALL" The boy says 81 feel so bad
think I chai die. Haven't you no
medlcine?" The old man says, Eyes,
there is a box OF TUFTS pills up there
on the shelf" The boy gets them,
takes off the lid, looks at 'em, frowns
and says, How many must take?"
and the old boss says, The whole
box" Then 1t was that sweet girl,
who has heard the conversation
through the door that stood ajar,
says, mo. do not know some
thiLg on those pills. They will kill
you. took three the other day and
what they did for me was a plenty"
It Is old Brln's money that has
helped to build the churches and the
school houses that stand on every
hill and every village. II Is old
Brin's money, in the way of taxes,
that has helped to educate the chill
dren in this state and territory. II
is her money that has sent sweet
Nellie Smith to college, while her
noble brother Bill stayed at home
and attended to the roundups and
branded the calves. After a while
Nellie graduates with high honors
and comes home, and John Jones, a
young bank cashier, lays siege to
Nellie's heart and old Brin's money.
Wins? OF course he wins, and Mel
lie goes to live In one OF the finest
homes in the town. After a while
there Is big ball in town and Bill
was there, plainly showing his en-
barrassment as we cowboys and cat
tlemen always do on great occasions
like that and this. We cannot dis
guise ourselves. We are as much OF
the jog OF the pony and the ways of
the plains as the sailor is OF the rock
OF the ship and the roll OF the sea,
We tried to disguise ourselves once
in the city We got us pair OF hog
nose shoes, cut away coat, wide
awake hat, and started down the
street, thinking our disguise was
complete. We had not gone two
blocks until a gentleman OF Jewish
descent said, Hello, Texas! when
did you get here, already so soon
with your cattle?" But Bill got
through the ball the best he could,
and along toward the wind-up OF the
ball the belle OF the town said TO her
friends, she did not think Mr.. Smith
the young cattleman, had enjoyed