The Winslow mail., 1912-11-16

! % the bunkhouse in search of their
comrades
Hi, boys" shouted the first to
enter, have you heard the news?''
what news?" queried lank and
Inshaven individual.
"Aw, nothin' to int'rest you,
Shorty You amt interested in fe-
males, reckon"
females" chorused the remain.
ng occupants Of he room.
why, sure, amt you heard?-- The
1oss' sisters comm to visit him. 'z.Eg Z.
"How old is she?" inquired the
Youngest of their number, called
Handsome Bob Barnes" because of
lis fondness for the cracked mirror.
ooh, l amt sure," drawled the
oearer of the news, "but Skinny here
seen a photo of her up to the house,
an he says she's somewhere round
wenty. Curls an dimples an purity
as picter, amt she, SKINNY
"Waal, now, l cal'late she's a purity
! air lookin' gal as females co. said
Skinny, slowly.
when does your ding-busted fe'
| male woman arrive?" asked Hamlet
| Wilson, betraying a spark of interest.
| DAY after tomorrow, the boss
/ says. Train gets in the junction at
II .EgEasAlaftyagsis replied the man who
.-,yemed to be the possessor Of all the
! Information
'Give us some particulars, Pete" >.
demanded a scholarly appearing per-
sonage called percy"
Pete peered around the room and
Swelled with Importance.
Ear as 1 know" he stated con.
1escendingly, "her names Angela,
| Seems she's his youngest sister an
1e ain't seen her for about five years,
so now she's comm out from Moo
Yawk to take charge of the ranch.
house an sect he gets fed decent"
| ne ended, looking significantly at
Hamlet who was the ranch cook.
Huh" growled Hamlet, con
:emptuously, Il guess as how he's
survived this long on my cookin', he
can live a little longer"
"Waal," Pete proceeded, 'I guess
that's about all, 'cept the boss says
| it's up to one of US to go meet the
lady," He paused to note the effect
| If his last statement. Each man,
| with the exception Of Hamlet, pricked
Up his ears, but Handsome Bob was
the first to speak. g5.9
"Well, boys" he said confidently,
it seems to me that if the lady in,
| question is about twenty years old
| and as purity as picter with curls
and dimples' and all such rot, wy
It's only right that young an pros
| gressive man like me should welcome
her to our happy home. She wouldn't
want no old codger like Skinny, an
| Hamlet, wy, he'd scare her out.''
After much discussion of the ques.
ton It WIS decided that all points
were in favor of Bob, much to his
| Joy, for, as he told Skinny afterward,
he'd "been thinkin' of buying ranch
for himself an it would be kinda
nice to have woman around to
brighten UP the landscape"
During the course of the next day,
Handsome Bob might have been seen
to make many furtive journeys to the
cracked mirror. His spare moments.
as those of his comrades, were spent
in polishing his spurs and doing in.
numerable little things to improve his
appearance.
The next morning Bob hunted q
clean shirt and gorgeous bandana,
which he considered especially en-
trancing to his charms. While wait,
ing for breakfast, Pete came upon
him engaged in studying a battered
| volume of Shakespeare, which he had
| borrowed from the boss.
We'll, I'll be darned!" Pete ejacu-
lated. eff it amt readin' poetry!"
CAV gwan," sputtered Bob, don't
all gals like poetry? How sweet the
moonlight sleeps upon this bank he
began, but with howl, Pete had fed.
At noon Bob shaved, and with the
| aid of Percy manicured his finger
| nails, arranged his bandana in the
! most becoming manner and finally
| harnessed up the team of lively pintos
| and drove off for the junction amid
| jeArs of those left behind.
After what seemed endless waiting,
the team hove III sight and as Hand
some Bob and little Angela, as the
boys called her, drew near, the boys
gathered as close as possible for
| view of the wonderful damsel Ie
The rig came to a stop with a jerk
and Bob alighted to assist lady of
uncertain age, attired in a garb de-
cidedly masculine, with q mans felt
hat and pair of huge spectacles.
She peered through these at the as
semblage of onlookers.
Why" she exclaimed in her
loud, harsh voice, what queer look
ing Individuals" whereupon they
melted into the atmosphere with
! surprising speed.
That night when the boys We're
| gathered in the clubhouse, Hand