The Marshall republican., 1911-02-24
Cavanagh, :. Forest = RANGER
By hAMLIN GARLAND
cepyd6hA. 1910. by Hamlin Garland

as shoot a grouse since he come In, and
the supervisor upholds him in It."
Lee Virginia wondered about oil this
supervision, for II was new to her.
Gregg, the shcepman, went on: AS
I tell Redneld, I don't object to the
forest p~olicy-its a good thing for me;
I get my sheep pustured cheaper than
I could do any other way, but It makes
me hot to have grazing lines run on
me and my berders lacked up every
time they get over the line. Ross run
one bunch or the reservation last FRI
day. I'm going to find out about that.
He'll learn he can't get arbitrary with
me-
The old woman chuckled, "'Pcsrs
like you've changed your une since
'gS, sam"
He admitted his conversion shame
iessly. am for whatever will pay
beat. Just now. with q high tariff,
sheep are the boys SO long as ! can
get on the reserve at Z cents a head
lambs free-T'm going to put every dol
lar I've got into sheep"
you're going to get thrown OF al
together n OF these days. said the
young man on the back seat.
Thereupon a violent discussion arose
over the question Of the right OF a
sheepman TO claim first grass for his
fiocks. and Gregg boosted that he cared
nothing for 'the dead line They've
tried TO run me out Of Deer Creek. but
Tm there to stay. I have 10000 more
on the way. aud the man that tries 10
stop me will find trouble"
] The car was descending into the val
ley OF the Roaring Fork now. and wire
fences and alfalfa fields on either side
gave further evidence Of the change In
the lands dominion. Down past the
courthouse. r~efurbished and deeper
sunk In trees. Lee Virginia rode. re-
calling the wild night when 300 armed
and vengcfui cowboys surrounded II.
holding three cattle barons and their
hired invaders against all Corners. res.
olute to be their own Judge. jury and
hangman. II was all as peaceful as a
Sunday afternoon at this moment,
with no sign Of the fierce passions OF
the past.
The car crossed the Roaring Fork
and drew M before two small shacks
one OF which bore a faded sign. '"rhs
wetherford House, and the other n
fresher paint. The wetherford Cafe
On the sidewalk n group of Indian,
were sitting. and n hnif dozen SLOUGH
ing white men stood waiting nj th'
door.
As Lee went past the hotel porch
her heart beat hard and her breati
shortened. In n fash she OWNED In,
truth. She understood why her moth
er had discouraged her coming home
II was not merely ON account OF tn,
money. II was because she knew that
her business was wrong.
What u squalld little den II was
How cheap. bald and petty the whol'
town seemed OF u sudden. Lee vlr
ginia halted and turned. There wa
only n thing TO be done, and tina
was To make herself known. She re
traced her steps. pulled open the bro
Atu rttttn dbt uuu tuttifo tut Univ
II was a low. dlngy dining room 2llet
with the odor OF ham and bad coffee
At the tables ten or fifteen men. a mot
ley throng, were busily feeding thei
voracious jaws, and on her left. behin'
u showcase filled with cigars, stoo,
her mother. looking old. unkempt ant
worried. The changes In her were n
great that the girl stood In shocke'
alarm. At last she raised her vel
Mother" she said, don't you know
mef'
A look Of surprise went owe tn
older woman's habby face-a GLOW
which brought back something OF he
other self, as she cried. why, lie
yirginny, where did you come FROM
The boarders stopped chewing an
stared In absorbed interest. while Vii
ginia kissed her blowsy mother.
"By the Lord, it's little virginny'
said one old fellow. Its her dsugl
ter"
To be continued.