New-York tribune., 1912-04-07

had o,ycn il To- him year before had crossed the con
tincnt IN private 20 see how ms son lar'' anu any
one who knew the Railroad King would nave P,''
SURPRISED not at his bringing au,Om"olca I" i">9
country but at his bringing fleet Of dcr"pllcS "'
Father and son had slipped into a quiet corner on
the vcranda and lighted cigars.
have a few words to say. y year ago you came out
here pale fiat chcstcd, and nervous. Today YOU are
fl for the przc ring Doc IIughcs says SO. When are
YOU coming back to take up the real work OF HE;
Don't you call running "cnty-thous''id-''''e
ranch real work. asked the son quietly.
Certainly And I'm proud that YOU We made IT pay
q dividend. But its not your work. nave hiHh'r
hope, for YOU. When lay down tlc I'lil' "''' H'"
1!Evcry man, Father must decide for himself what
hi. real work IS Your father farmer, your grand
father a urc:tchcr You're hnanclcr. W hat am re-
mans to bc seen But let me tell YOU something. Be
fore came West never knew what physical wen b'nlE
meant ! never knew real hunger, never kn'" r''u
sleep never knew real fatigue. not the nervous 'A-
b,u.ton that makes night "a chamber Of horrors, but
the honest kind that sends one t" sleep III the S'G''
DO Won wonder that shrink from desk ana steam neat
and ,tufv cafes. Nor i that the nan "i H. 9uilSc
and sunset over the mountains roaring nor WoHlTI
herd Of cattle drifting before the storm guided by rcc
r four atoms Of humanity, Of which YOU are one, the
Shrinking Of the plains with flowers IN the spnnH'
Father these things, IN the blood stick.
The Railroad King silent for a moment. bruce,
and expect an honest answer, have YOU been max
-, love f. this Indian maiden Of whom hear 50 much
tL3, Shasta Dclchavc? Your talk sounds As II You
MIGHT have been sitting at the feet Of an abongnc
"\boriqinc" snortcd the son. AT that II S better
than chitcrchattcr about Wall Street and the globe
trnttings Of the Moncymctcrs and the Moncybags
Listen Shasta Dechaycs grandmother was a full
blood Blackfoot Indian; but both her grandfather ana
her father were white. Consequently, she's quarter
hlood In aDpcarancc she's white rs you or l.
mrrcl, ovcd skinned with dark hair, not bluc-black
Her father. Raoul Dclchayc, was no ordinary man
Educated in France for the Pncsthood ne came to h5
q. tb,. call ,t he L.
= saint as he calls her in his diary haItbrccd though
She was Their only child Shasta, was educated at
Quebec: and before he died he bought her the small
inch she now occupies called the Silver Moon She
owns more books than do and reads ten times as
much. That's your abonglnc'
"You haven't answered my question yet about max
ing love-
~Dont,~ said his father dccisivcly I'm making no
thrcats.-dont believe in 'cm-but I'll stand for no
Western romance Anything doing between you and
Amy Singleton, Your mother said You and She were as
good as engaged when YOU came West; but must say
that neither Of you has played the part o Romeo
or Juliet since We came.
Il think ANY and | understand each other thor
oughy, answered the young man haughtly, and toss
ing his cigar the rail he stakcd into the house
The elder man laughed to himself and followed SUIT
A FEW minutes later a cowpony dashed up to the
"a rear Of the ranChhousc. The rider IN her SOM
brcro divided skirt, and spurred, high heeled boots
down from her saddle with masculine ease and gave
snaring wofhound a cut with her qulrt that sent MN
yclping off. ,..,,
Dismounting and tossing the reins over her pony
head which cffectualy tethcred him, she apprGacheu
one Of the windows, just in time to see Bruce farSo
and Amy Singleton whirl by in twostep
The Chinese cook through with his laborS no"' W,s
also stationed at the window; and when the coupe
again foatcd by he smiled the girl and opseTygd
"Plctty woman-plctty dancer. You pletty too why
not dance ,,.