Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1910-02-04

70 be Sinclair. Il vas q lao no0A.
and when Scott and Kennedy SAAdie1
their horses Whispering SnitA -
WlckWire were asleep.
With the cowboy, WhlSpsriAS 0niSA
started at daybreAk. Ne 0ae ~
them again for TIVE days. D1iAG
these two days Gad nights tA01 vsto
in the saddle almost ooAtlAUoOsle.
Fer every nile the Rsa AAoAA q A0
rode they were forced " re ~
miles and Ottea tArOS. Late h -
second HiSht they crossed tAS rsilrOaA.
Aad NE Ant WOrd nFOa tAOa OAnS h
lsaE dispatches Osak ~ Whis1WtAg
nmltA b Medicine Bead AAd iasoFu&
ASas - KsaRsdy ed Sect h -
ASCtA, VAisA were carried b hWd
riders StrAlEht 10 DseV rOsk.
O. AS morning Il Ne thlel ~
DtskAs D1AlinG VIZ had UOaO Asms
nrea MSaisiaS Bend aA We Aa1 boaa
NslS0Aoaias AArtsa aal oosrSs H.
CtSsA W. days tsr aswI. Vas tsgiAg
- * MSdloiA0 Bend AGain q he
Oslo1AsaS Whea Pum came h 10 ~
hat . nan < The htcAoa tOoC waited
70 80 her.
"WAO n Il, PuSsF
4 Ga0. Mis- DickGtS; dsSA, AsvSr
80 hin h'fOrA'
DiekSis walked around o. the perch
- tie kitchen. A luSt-e0VerSl nAa
sitting on . limp horse threw back tie
Nrin Of his hat - hs touched n, lifted
lInSOlf Stimy out Of the saddle, and
dropped 10 the ground. He laughed Gt
piekSiS'S startled expression. Don't
you know met" he asked. putting eat
Als hand Il vas Whispering Smith.
Ne vas q fearful sight. Stained
from head to foot with alkali, saddle
erampsd and bent, his face scratched
and stained, he stood with = smiling
appeal In his bloodshot eyes.
Dicksls gave q little uncertain cry,
elasDed her hands, and, with a scream,
threw her arms impulsively around his
neck. "Oh, did not know you! What
has happened! / am so glad to see
you! Tell me what has happened.
Are you hurt?"
He stammered like q schoolboy.
Nothing has happG aed. didn't real
lie what tramp look or shouldn't
have come. But I was only a mile
away and had hes d nothing for four
days from Medicin Bend. And how
are you? Did your ride make you Ill?
No? BY heaven, you are game girl.
That was a ridel How are they all?
Where's your cousin? In town, Is he?
l thought l might set some news If
rode up, and, Oh Miss Dlcksie- Jim.
my! some coffee But I've got only
two minutes fog n Ill, only two min
utes; do you thlak PuSs has any on
the stoVe!"
Dicksie with eoAxinS and pulling got
him into the kitchen, and PusS tum.
bled over herself b Set out coffee and
rolls. He showed himself raVenously
hungry, and ate With q simple direct
ness that speedily accounted for every
thing In sight. you have saved my
life. Now I am going, and thank you
. thousand times. There, BY heaven.
I've forgotten Wiekwire! He IL with
me-waiting down in the cottonWoods
at the fork. Could Puss put up q
lunch l could take to him! He hasn't
had a scrap for "a hours. But, Dick
sic, your tramp Is a hummer! I've
tried to ride him down and wear him
out and lose him, and, by heaven, he
turns up every time and has been oil
more use to me than two men"
She put her hand on Whispering
Smiths arm. II told him II he would
stop drinking he could be foreman
here next season" Puss was putting
up the lunch. "Why need you hurry
away" persisted Dicksle. I've got q
thousand things to say"
He looked at her amiably. This ID
really case of must"
Then, tell me, what favor may
do for you" She looked appealinsly
into his tired eyes. Il want to do
something for you. must! don't deny
me. Only, what shall 1t be-"
Something for me? What can
say! You'll be kind to Marion-l
shouldn't have to ask that What car
l ask! Stop! there Is one thing. I've
gut a poor little devil of an orphan up
in the Deep Creek country. Du SANG
murdered his father. You are rich
and generous, Dicksie; do something
for him, will you? Kennedy or Boil
Scott will know all about him. Bring
him down here, will you, and see he
doesn't 90 to the dogs? You're a good
girl. What's this, crying? Now you
are frightened Things are not SC
bad as that You want to know every
thing-I see it in your eyes. Very
well, let's trade. You tell me every
thingand I'll tell you everything. Now
then: Are you engaged%
They were standing under the low
porch with the sJnshine breaking
, through the trees. she turned away
her face and threw II of her happi
ness into a laugh. II won't tell"
"Oh, that's enough. You have told!'
| declared Whispering Smith. 81 knew
why, of course knew-but l wanted
to make you own up. Well, here's The
way things are. Sinclht; has run u.
, all over Gods creation for two days t
l.. l.