Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1911-02-16
The Call Of |
the Tame
Greenbrier Nye's Conversion
to Tenderfoot Ways
By o. HENRY
Copyright. 1910. by Doubleday, Page
e Co.
By o. HENRY
Copyright. 1910. by Doubleday, Page


When the Inauguration was accom-
plished-the proceedings were made
smooth by the presence of the rough
riaers-it is well known that herd
of those competent and loyal ex-war-
riors paid a visit to the big CITY, The
newspaper reporters dug out OF their
trunks the old broad brimmed hats
and leather belts that they wear to
North Beach fish fries and mixed with
the visitors. No damage was done
beyond the employment of the won
derful plural "tenderfeet' in each of
the scribes' stories. The westerners
mildly contemplated the skyscrapers
as high as the third story, yawned at
Broadway. hunched down in the big
chairs in hotel corridors and alto
gether looked as bored and detected
as a member of We ancient and hon
orahle artillery separated during a
sham battle from his valet.
Out of this sightseeing delegation
of good King Teddy's gentlemen of
the royal bearhounds dropped one
Greenbrier Nye Of Pin Feather. Ariz.
The daily cyclone of Sixth avenues
rush hour swept him away from the
company of his pardners true. The
dust from a thousand rustling skirts
filed his eyes. The mighty roar of
trains rushing across the sky deafened
him. The lightning flash of twice ten
hundred beaming eyes confused his
vision
The storm was so sudden and ire
mendous that Greenbrier's first i'm
pulse was to lie down and grab root.
And then he remembered that the dis
turbance was human and not elemen-
tai, and he backed out of it with a
grin into a doorway.
The reporters had written that but
for the wide brimmed hats the west
was not visible upon these gauchos of
the north. Heaven sharpen their eyes!
The suit of black diagonal, wrinkled
in impossible places; the bright blue
fourth hand, factory tied; the low,
turned down collar, pattern of the
days of Seymour and Blair, white
glazed as the letters on the window
Of the open day and night except Sun
day restaurants: the outcurve at the
knees from the saddle grip; the pc
culiar spread of the half closed right
thumb and fingers from the stiff hold
upon the circling lasso; the deeply
absorbed weather tan that the hot
test sun of Cape May can never equal;
the seldom winking blue eyes that
unconsciously divided The rushing
crowds into tours, as though they
We're being counted out of corral;
the segregated loneliness and solem-
nifty Of expression, as Of an emperor
or of one whose horizons have not in
truded upon him nearer than a days
ride-these brands of the west were
set upon Greenbrier Nye. Oh. yes: he
wore broad brimmed hat. gentle
reader-.iust like those the Madison
square postoftice mail carriers wear
Sunday afternoons.
Suddenly Greenbrier Nye jumped into
the drifting herd Of metropolitan cat
tie, seized upon a man. dragged him
out of the stream and gave him buff
fet upon his collarbone that sent him
reeling against wall.
The victim recovered his hat, with
the angry look of New Yorker whs
has suffered an outrage and intends to
write to the Trib. about it. But he
looked at his assailant and knew that
the blow was in consideration Of love
and affection after the manner of the
west. which greets it's friends with
contunely and uproar and pounding