The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1911-05-01
A MINERS
LOVE STORY
BY SAMUEL Z. BRANT
Copyright By American Press Asso-
citation, 1911.

Travelled In these yere mountings in
stagecoaches there was all sorts of
things happenen, from lovemakin' to
hair raisin'."
He took long fat piece Of tobacco
out of his mouth, bit of piece and
resumed.
,"Iye seen all sorts Of things goln on
in stagecoaches. I've been held up
by road agents half dozen times;
been chased by Indians; seen a couple
that had never seen each other before
start out in coach in the mornin' and
married the same eyenin' q hundred
miles from where they started. And
| had a romance oncet. | don't know
exactly what you call a romance meb-
by. What is it?'
ooh, where there's lot Of love
going on"
That's it-thats my case. There
was love enough TO pull the coach
without no horses. was ridin' from
Cheyenne TO Denver. and the only pas
senger. Right out on the plains among
the prairie dogs. not cabin in sight
nor a tree, either, saw a young wo-
man a-footln' it along the road ahead.
/ was sittin' with the driver and asked
him what he thort she was dom walk
in that away. He said he didn't
know and didn't keer. Like enough
she'd ask him for ride and she would
not git ii onless she paid her fare.
"When we reached her she stepped
outen the road and looked up at us
sort Of pitiful. She was a young
thing-not over eighteen-tho she
was purity tall / asked the driver TO
stop. He relned in, and said to the
gal:
want a lift, missr
"Td like one she said in n hoarse
voice coughin', but haven't any
money
"'Git up says the driver, says he.
But l stopped him. tellin' him I'd pay
the gals fare to Denver. | got down
and opened the door. She got in.
follered her and set down beside her.
She was mighty 'bleeged 70 me for
payin' her fare and cottoned TO me
right away
"She had red cheeks and was purity
as a pictur, all except her hair, that
looked as If 1t hadn't never been
combed. II was tousled all over her
forehead. / axed her If she'd like a
comb outen my satchel for to straight
en- It out. She larfed and said that
was the way ladies wore their hair.
axed her what ladies. and she said
ladies from the eastern states, where
there was big towns. q
"Of course. she bein' uiider obliga-
tons TO me for pawn her fare, we
got on mighty fast. One thing led to
another, and we was thicker and
thicker with every relay. Lucky for
me nobody got in, though there warn't
much danger Of that for there wasn't
a settlement between Cheyenne and
Denver. pumps her to know who
she was, and finally she let uut that
she had been lady's maid to an OIL
GERS wife at Fort --. She was
goin' to st. Louis to see her mother,
who was sick She'd spent all her
money stagin' il and was walkin' the
rest of the way, except when she
could cit a lift
"welL we KEEP gittin' thicker and
thicker till at last begun to make love
like a steam engine. Then when Id
got through tellin' her how purity she
was and how | loved her l come
down to business and tole her I'd
struck hole up on Clear creek pan
min out 5000 TO the ton; that | was
mighty lonely and wanted a wife to
help me spend the money was max
In
"She said she wouldn't give, up her
sick mother for no gold mine and was
goln' right on to St Louis. i tried to
coax her, but it didn't dos,lio' good.
She fit shy after that. and the shier
she fit the more tried to persuade her.
when we got within abottt ten miles
OF Denver she opened the door and
was goln' to git out but TUX bold
of her and held her. She turned round,
and never see sich a change In any
one In my life. She was just boilin'.
az beg yer pardon. said. 1 didn't
intend TO insult ytsfvs Ii was just goin'
to try onct more 10 yet you to listen
to-
"You keep your hands off mer she
hollered In a different kind of a voice
from before. I'm goin' to git out of
the coach, you bloomin' idiot, and IL
you try to keep me I'll knock you into
the middle OF next week
at was wonderful how that love that
had been swellin' up in my heart like
balloon collapsed and was a-sinkin
down like the outside with the gas all
out of It.
"'Who air you. and what you dom
In them togs?' hollered.
81 don't care now who knows-they
won't foller me this far I'm de-
serter from the TIL infantry, station
ed at Fort -
with that he jumped down on to the
road and skedaddled in southwest
direction. and that was the last seen
OF him
81 got up with the driver. He was
laughin' fit to kill himself. I knowed
she was deserter.' he said. from the
fust. There is scarcely a trip make
this way that l don't overhaul one or
more of 'em. Sometimes they're in
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