The Huttig news. (Huttig, Ark.) 1907-1955, 1908-05-02

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The only noticeable thing was a string
of crosses on the margin.
ooh, | forgot. O. course, you can't
read Bills letter; nobody but me can.
See them two crosses first there?
| Close together? Them means he's
well. See them four with lines over
| n under? That says he's struck it
| rich. Blamed rich. Lines under'd
! mean pretty good; but lines on TOP
| too. means whoppin'i Them three
! crosses standin' apart, thems grub
| There's dot over each; that's all
kinds. There's line under EN-; that
means lots of it Oh, Bills hit biz
lead this time. no doubt o. that; an
he's layin' out to work it on the jump
an with all the men he kin git" She
looked at Stella exultantly, but turned
quickly back to the hieroglyphics
Here's one big cross standin alone
that's me; an the line under it means
come
What does the picture Of a per
mean" Stella asked, curiously.
Sally B. looked little conscious
Ciif spu hH9Nt hii i1dos oil H1dht
fair stagger at writin': so when BIZ
has any very important business tina
goes by way of ink ! have to help hin
out
But how can you leave in this busy
season." Stella asked.
It's right smart pestersome. but
got ter. | got you, an Vi, an Vic.
n q a,, h.
word AL Vincent used the other day?
shapper-shapperon you all"
Stella smiled half-heartedly do
you think we Can manager" She did
not shrink from responsibility, but
from the horde of men Travellers.
strangers, men of the town. all would
make pretexts for lingering in the
office or wherever they could find
either girl; not from rudeness, but be
cause of the womanhunger, the long
ing for all that good woman stands
for to men of the frontier And Sally
B. would not be there for refuge and
court of appeal.
"Of course you can manage. You
got to- Sabe? Don't get skeered fore
you begin. I've got jimmy Dart staked
out by telegraph She's the best
dinin' room gal in Placer county. She'n
Vic II run the eatin' end o. K. All
you got ter do, Stella, is to boss the
whole consarn.' Sally B whisked off
to make her preparations, which began
with a telegraphed order for goods
that kent several clerks in Sacramento
busy all that afternoon
Toward supper time the three WON.
en- were in the corral where Sally
B. had put through'ea tremendous
cleaning. The room was long and
bare, with rows of neat beds, an oc.
casional chair, several rough tables
and forest of nails uphanging various
pieces of mems apparel
Now you'n Viola amt to touch
them beds, but Just ha'nt that Chin,
limb o Satan, Wing, an see I he does
| EN- right I'm goin to make Shack
| Newbegin boss of the corral, an he'll
look out for any cuss that gifts on a
bender. He'll make him take leg bail
too quick"
Shackelford Newbegin had taken
Gideon's place at the bar and had
proved exceptionally Trustworthy.
'Doggone emf Some of EN- sleeps
in their boots, drunk or sober" Sally
3. continued, her mind still on the
beds. She scowled refectively, her
neat soul outraged by memories of
back aching seasons of blanket-wash-
ing, of ceaseless strife to keep the cor.
raj from "smellin wuss pig pen"
When strangers wants beds, You
two gals come together to show EN-
up, an have Wing bring up the car
pet bags"
why, ma? You always bring en-
up yourself"
That's all right; but you mind /.
amt goin' to have YOU an your teach
er totin baggage just cause | hain't
got no style
Only the stage took the road ahead
of Sally B. the next day. Do you
think I'm goin' ter git mixed with Gid
Migrants OUTFIT" she asked when
some one questioned her intention to
lead. IF one o. them teams stalls, the
whole procession is doored. No, sir
rec! / got good wagons an a good
team; an I'm goin' through on time, I
ami"
The tarpaulin covered wagons were
drawn up in front of the hotel. Sally
3. inspected everything with the eye
of an old eamster-harness coup
lings, the adjustment of the lead.
why. ma. you looked it all over be-
fore Viola said. tagging her mother
like g shadow.
81 know that; but accidents hap
pens in busy times. Then them pesky
hostlers might think 1t was funny ter
fergit something cause I'm woman.
Men think themselves so smart! That
Shack lowed I didn't need any back
action with my load"
Well, do you MAJ" Viola only
asked to hear her mother vindicate
herself before the admiring bystand-
ers.
Well, don't /? Spose I'm goin' to
use up 70 paws fine stock a-puttin'
all my load on one wagon VIVA. did