The Caucasian. (Shreveport, La.) 1900-192?, 1913-09-14

could make response TO these remarks
there came a shutting sound across the
grass and appeared Wah Lee clad In
immaculate white garments and bear
ing huge tray.
"Ai yah!' he screeched when he
saw the six perched On the fence.
missy Carwood, she send alice same
compliments and mebbe genlemens
| likee lefeshments. .- 5.m.. .u
| Wah Lee, relieved of his burden
| Of dainties. balanced the tray on one
bony hand and turned to so.
How is the party going along, Wah
| Lee?" asked Tony Golf.
The Chinaman turned a masklike
countenance toward them
ooh. so, so-makee much noise
| like what you call 'em-fre crackers
al. yah. All ladies say, men velly,
! velly bad! No like 'em-no ways"
The six scraped their empty plates
| and eyed each other furtively.
I'VE can't stand for that line Of
talk" said Jink Prole decisively as he
slipped down from the fence ~
reckon I'll jest step to the house and
! tell Mrs Probe that her lord and mas
ter says it's time to go home" Jink
strobe to the corral and picked out
his own horse and the pony that had
borne his wife to the Three Star
| ranch.
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until only Boss Carwood was left.
With heaving shoulders and rumbing
chuckles Of mirth he carried the emp
! ty dishes to the kitchen door and then
took up his stand under the maple
tree by the front piazza, where he
shamelessly assumed the part Of
eavesdropper. ..m.
Jink Probe was the first to reach
the house. He rode close to the steps
and raped loudly with one spurred
heed
Presently Wah Lee tapped out ex-
pectantly. -.m.+... 0.n ......u-... .......
"Wah Lee, please tell Mrs Prole that
l am waiting for her. 1t is II O'Clock"
said Jack firmly. m.@ .a .-mM@ #-
Wah Lee tapped into the house, and
momentary silence followed his an
nouncement Then came an animated
murmur Of voices. and Mrs Prole ap-
peared in the doorWay-tall, slender.
we'll poised. @"m@@@ ~u4.
"Jink, dear, did you want me?' she
asked sweetly.
"Jink, DEAR stiffened visibly in the
saddle. It's time to go home, Anna"
he said grutt1y.
Mrs. Prole came to the edge Of the
her amiable cOuntenance as she sur
veyed her usually indulgent spouse.
why, what is the matter?" she was
asking when there came a rattle of
hoofs and Jack Raymond and Tony
Golf clattered to standstill, each lead
ing pony.
"Howdy. Mrs Prole," greeted Ray
mond hurriedly 'Will you please tell
Emmerett that / think it's time to go
homer"
And you might say the same thing
to my Polly cut in Tony Golf.
"And. say, Mrs Prole, just tell LIZ
zie Hatch that her boss is waiting here
and that if she wants his company
home she better hurry" was Febe
Hatch's contribution to these marital
orders m5z
At this moment Mason Pepper came
leisurely up on bis big black horse, his
hand on the bride rein of Emily Dale's
buckskin pony
ANY message from you, Mason?''
asked Mrs. Prole sweetly. ..- 1m.
"Why, ma'am, I'm just awaiting for
Emily said Mason in tired tone.
every well. I will give your mes
sages,'' said Mrs. Prole, and she dis
appeared within the house.
A ripple Of musical laughter follow
ed the messages. It came in a silvery
stream from the throat Of Mrs. Percy
Fem, who apologized prettily for the
lapse even while she delivered several
stabbing remarks.
| Within the house there was absolute
silence. while Mrs. Fenn's words sank
deep into the hearts Of the would be
masterful women. Then there was a
rustic of skirts, and several women
came through the wide hall and out
upon the piazza.
In the deep shadow of the maple
Boss Carwood Rugged himself glee-
fully.
| Mrs. Jack Raymond, nee Emmerett
Hodge, stepped forward, voicing the
sentiments Of her companions as by
| mutual consent
eve are not ready to go. Jack" she
said in masterful manner. "You
may come again in an hour-or leave
| the horses and we will ride home
alone.''
Mrs. Prole and Polly Golf, who, with
Emmerett. lived in cottages on the
Twin Star property, waited calmly,
but Mrs Febe Hatch and Emily Dale
moved uneasily. Both lived beyond
Red Spider creek, and the trail was a
lonely one.
! There are times when absolute indie
pendence is decidedly uncomfortable
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