The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1912-05-25
DOB WENTWORTH tucked his sis
ID ter and himself snugly into their

I'D ter and himself snugly into their
cutter and started old Dob
bin on a brisk trot. for there were
three miles of crisp white road to be
covered. and it. was almost chore time.
When they were fairly under way
Wentworth turned to his pretty sister,
christened Elsie. but known as Toots
to all her many friends. and said. Il
hear you're going to get married.
Toots.'
Miss Wentworth's very becoming
flush was no doubt due to the weather.
for the Thermometer lowered about
zero. AT any rate. she answered very
composedly: ooh. indeed!. And who
told you. Mr.. Smarty?"
"A little bird. Elsie. from Chelsea: n
little bird" He bent a waggish glance
upon her. II say. which one Is it going
to be?"
ASK your little Bird she retorted.
Bob tried a new tack. We'll. Hurry
Crossman is a nice fellow"
Indeed he is" replied his sister.
Better looking than Luke Cotter. 1
think"
do you?"
"And more money. too"
Eyes"
Romantic disposition. too" hob
was warming to his theme. Any fell
low who will go Yves. and be Il cowboy
for a year must hare some romance
about him. Now, / don't believe that
Luke Cotter has ever been out Of the
county"
HE was In Chicago last summer"
with n load Of stock. He stayed
all of twenty-four hours. Seriously,
Toots. l approve of your choice. Cot
ter's all right. but all he's got is a forty
acre farm and that's mortgaged."
He seemed almost dissatisfied with
his sisters mol OF assent. After n mo-
ment's silence he burst out boyishly:
"Oh. L say, Toots. be a good fellow!
| Which one is 1t, and when is it going
to be? 'Fess up now"
The girl looked down pensively.
They've both asked me-"
Good"
"And-and they're both coming to-
morrow for their answers. | haven't
really decided which it is to be"
Bob, chuckled gleefu!ly. What a
beautiful situation! Toots.s you're a
winner. I've always said it. When
are you going to decide
Miss Wentworth essayed to say more.
but her courage failed her. Rob slap
ped Dobbin with the reins. ~interrupting
a long drawn whistle to grin ex-
pansively. NsAl
"Bob"-
He raised his hand. "Oh. I know what
you're going to say. and my advice is.
don't say it. You want me to help YOU
choose. and / won't. know sou.
Toots. IL l picked M you'd marry
the other. and il he bea' you up you'd
blame me-"
II think you're just as mean as you
can be-" pouted Toots.
.sThe lady or the tiger" apostrophiz-
ed Bob. waving a long arm at the hori-
zon. 1.-THE gallant cowboy or old Stick
in-the-mud; the heir lowell. thou
sands, and the poor but honest youth:
the-hello, what's this:7
A sharp turn In the road had brought
them to a most interesting tahleau. y
team Of horses. attached to n sleigh.
stood facing them. Behind the sleigh
a mar in a fur coat chung stubbornly
to a long rope. At the other end OF the
rope an angry steer was piunging and
believing. Evidently the animal had
been tied i~nsecurely to the sleigh. had
worked the knot loose and had been
about to make a dash for liberty. At
this moment the driver had discovered
the status OF things and taken q hard.
The steer sprang abruptly to the left.
The man in the fur coat was swept on
his feet by the move aud sprawled full
length in the snow. The steer charged
the rail fence by the roadside. scat
tered the rails as II they were so many
matches and galloped into the smooth
meadow lot beyond. The man still dan
gled At the end Of the rope. Az the an