The Washington herald., 1912-12-29

tracted, an nothin' saved me to be a
comfort TO my friends but the distraction
| OF the queer actions of that inspector.
/ ! never had given him a thought. Sem
| ator Whaley an his grafters was sup
posed to arrange matters with hfm-an'
I'm no corruptionist. anyway. OF course,
the cattle wasn't quite up to export
shippln' quality. The senator's gang had
got together a collection of skips an
culls an Gamers that was sure a fraud
| on the Injins, who mostly use the cattle
| issued 10 'em the way some high-up CIV
| ilized- folks does hand-raised foxes-as a
means Of revortin' to predatory savagry.
as Miss Ainsley says. Ainsley was her
name-Gladys Ainsley-an' she lived SOM
| 'eres around Toledo. The pint is, that
they chase 'em, with wild whoops an
yips over the undulatin' reservation un-
| til they can shoot EN-, an s'pose, sort
] of imagine, Il Injlns have imaginations,
that time has turned BACKYARD in her
fight, an the buffalo season is on ag'in.
! Whereas, these scandalous runts of
steers an old COW stuff was mostly too
weak or too old to put up any sort of
a blum at speed.
But. under my instructions, n they
looked good to the inspector. they looked
good to me; an bein' sort Of absent
minded with gal-stroke. l rested easy.
as the Teller said when the cyclone left
/ him on top o. the church tower.
The inspector was a new man, an his
| queer actions consisted mostly of his
SHOWN up ten days too soon. an then
\ drivin' r ridin' around the country look
in at the stock before delivery. This
| looked suspicious: fer We s'posed IL was
! all OF but the runnin' 'em through the
| gap once, twice r three times to be
counted Whaley.s man comes to me
one day, an asst me what / thought of it.
! I'm paid a princely salary" says /,
fer keepin' my thoughts TO myself.
This here's no case" I continued, "cal-
in fr cerebration on my part II think
| ms my game, it's your move What's
Senator Whaley in politics fer" says /,
| IF a obscure forty-a-month-an' found
puncher is to be called on to think on
the doin's Of U. s. inspector? What's
| he in this fer at ALL if we've got 10
think at this end of the lariat?"
| He was talkin' about cavvs," said the
Teller, whose name was Reddy-a most
| ungrammatical cuss. He was a poxin'
| round with the contrack. a-speakin'
about cavvs. Wun't you go an talk
to him.
Not mel" says I. f'r the hull business
disguised me, an my guilt come back
over me shameful. with the eyes an hair
an things plenteous. Whaleys man
rode off. shakin' his head.
| Next day the inspector hunted me up.
| Mr.. Driscoll?" says he, fr I'd been
keepin' out of his way.
| Correct" says I.
You represent the Elkins' interests in
the matter of supplying for the issue,
do you not?" says he
| In a kind OF a sort of a way says
I, FIR l didn't care to admit too much
| till 1 see what he was UP to. In a
kind of sort of a way, mebbe l do.
Why"
Did you have anything to do" says
he. unfoldin a stiff piece of paper. with
procuring the cattle now in readiness
for delivery"
| Hell, no.'' I yeIls an then seem my
mistake jumped an added: You see,
! the top stuff fr the Injun market is
perduced up around Pierre. So we sub
contracted with this Pierre outfit to sup
ply it. It's their funeral, not ours. It's
good stock, amt it?''
II am assured by Senator Whaley's
| private secretary" says he, who is Q
classmate of mine. that there would be
great dissatisfaction among the Indians,
owing to certain tribal traditions and
racial peculiarites
You bet" says I, fr he seemed to
be gettin' wound up an cast in it,
| that's the exact situation
Would be dissatisfaction" he went
I III,
great markets is considered best, were
furnished here. And 1 have great con-
idence in his judgment"
| 'So've l." / says He's one OF the
judgmentiousest fellers you ever see"
| so let that phase of the question
pass" says he, for the present. But
there's a clause in this contract"
| Don't let that worry you," says I.
| There's claws in all of 'em If you look
| close"
| He never cracked a smile, but unfolded
it, and went on.
Here's a clause" says he, calling for
a hundred and fifty cows with calves
at foot, for the dairy herd, l presume"
| "CaVvs at what?" says l.
| AT foot" says he, p'intin at spot
along toward the bottom. Right there
It's impossible says l. They don't
! wear 'em that way
| He studied over it quite a while. at
that. an I begun to think I'd won out
reads, an while L shall not insist upon
any particular relation Of juxtaposition
in offspring and dam"
| "Whope!" says !, back up an come
| ag'in pardner."-
| 1T seems to be my duty to insist
! upon the one hundred and fifty cows
and calves. Now the point Is, l don't
find any such description OF creatures
| among the-the punches in seeming read
| mess for delivery"
! OH says I, that's what's eatin' yeh,
| is it? WI don't worry any more. The
COW kindergartens furder up the river.
| We didn't want to put the tender little
| devils where they'd be tramped on by
them monstrous big oxen you noticed
| around the corrals. The caff business
| is all right, trust us!''