The evening world., 1912-02-26
CHAPTER VI.
The Great Secret.
(Condnud.)


all but hlled Il was framed
IN the doorway.
II wa babe from the Bar C rancA;
Britt. curly haired, pink
with ono innocent blue eye
from recent impact with a net.
which save It's owner the appearance
Of a dissfpated cherub.
"Evenin'." he said trsmuiously. mis-
Eyes rowing a. though in search OF some
Il lost a ~horse"-hs began.
Brown interrupted suse. with sus.
interest. with a star in the
forehsadr"
Yes"
"Ons white s,ockin'7'
'Uh-huh."
Reached mane1"
yeah"
Kind Of . rat-tan7"
Yep"
Left hip knocked DOWN
Babe" nodded.
'.Saddle-sore7"
That's It. Where did you see him?''
II didn't see him."
"Aw-w-w.' rurnbled Babe" In dts
gust.
Teacher"
Dora Marshan's door opened in re-
to Susie's lusty call.
Have you seen n brown horse with .
sta in Its forehead. reached name
Jaw. g'wan. Susie!'. In confusion.
Babe" began to smovo his spurs.
thereby serving notice upon the SCHOOL,
marin that he had come to set a
'spsll."
SO the 6choolmarm brought her nee
dc work. and while she explained to Mr..
Britt the sxac shadinGs which she In
tended to give each leaf and flower.
that person sat with his entranced eyes
upon her white hands. with their sien-
der. tapering hngers-the smallest. the
In tho whole world.
II II not easy TO carry on . spirited
conversation with Mr.. Britt. At best.
his range Of topics was limited. n In
his present frame OF mind he was about
~vtvacious as q deaf mute. He WAS
quite content to alt with the high heels
Of his cowboy ~boots-from which a faint
odor Of the stable misunderstanding over
tho rung OF his chair. and 20 watch the
Schoolmarm's hand plying the needle
on that almost sacred sofa pillow.
your work must be very interesting.
Mr.. Britt" suggested Dora.
II dunno as IT'S" replied Mr.. Britt.
IT'S $3.50 picturesque"
Mr.. Britt considered.
II shouldn't say II was"
But you like ~"
''Not by a high kick''
II there was ono thing upon which
Mr.. britt prided himself more than an
Il was upon knowing how to tenn
per his language to his company.
why do you stick to II. then?"
Don't know how to do anything
you don't get much time to read. DO
"oh. yes: PIice Gazette zones reg.
nut you have no church or social
p~rivilcxes?"
whats thakr"
II say, you have no entertainment.
no time or opportunity for amusement.
have your"
"OM. my. yes" Mr.. Brit declared
I'VE has a game Of stud
poker nearly every Sunday mornin'. and
IN the afternoon"
Amt he spark1in'7' whtspered Susie
arro~s the room TO Dora. who pretended
70 hear.
you arc fond of h~orses7" inquired
Schoolmarm desperately.
'Oh. I has nothin' asin EN-" He
rpaltfed his statement by adding;
unless they come from the
Basin country. Then l Shore
hates en-" At last Mr.. Britt was upon
a subject upon which he could talk
and for an Indefinite length OF
time. you take that there Buffalo
stock" he went on earnestly.
and they're nothin' but inbred cnyuse
outlaws. They're treach'rons, oneriest
that ever wore hair. can't
EN- simply cant be done.
They've piled mo tp more times than
any horses that run. Sunnshers-the
hull OF 'oU. iure w and fall over back
'T1in't pleasant r.din' a horse
Ike that. Wheel on YOU q~uicker'n n
weasel: shy c,ean a-rost the road nj
KICK stand IN n strike at you
In tho corral. IT'S irr!,aiin'.
lizard keepers. too. Navbe you've
that blue roam I'm r!din', We'll,
sir. the way I've throwed feed into that
horse Is a scandal. and the more he eats
The worse he looks. Besides, II spolls
them Buffalo Basl1 huzl1rd-head8 to eat.
1.-Two 'cm thrcc rlu1r" meals and you
hardly rite 'eW. They aln't
staytrs, neither: ma bottom. seems Ike.
Forty miles. and that horse OF mine Is
out. What for a horse Is that?
II that. horse? Not by a hIsh kick
'Inme a. bucSsAln with a black line
his back, ana zebra stripes on his
.cgs-high back. square chest-say. then
got a horse
II was apparent enough that Mr., Br!tt
not commenced 10 exhaust the sub
OF the Bunalo Basin stock. rs a
OF fact, he a barely started
lut tHe sound Of horses coming up the
path, and a whoop outside, caused a
OF his conversation.
something heavy was thrown against
door. and when Susie opened It a
roll OF roped canvas rolled inside, while
'he lamplight fell upon the g~riLu'ng
Of two Bar g cowpurchers.
What's that" The Schoolmarn
mnnharinnlu al tha hnnhle