The Washington herald., 1913-07-06
Women of the Great Outdoors
Mrs. Ernest Seton Thompson

only thing that keeps me back is tbc
fear shall ID" in your way"
She rode in the roundup tbr nay,
day, and although frightened nImos,
to death. managed to keep her n,rvc
sufficiently to obey orders shouted in
the press and roar of the mndd,u,J
animals. She could see nothing but
tossing mass of backs and horn.
and was nearly suifocatrd by the hn,
stencil from the herd. But she s,ucl,
to her saddle. and her pony, trained
to the work, bore her galInntlv
through. After il was over. the cow.
puncher who had dcridrd her ability
to ride. came up.
81 take off my hat to you. ma'am ="
he said simply. 81 didn't know there
was u woman on Gods earth who
could ride through mess like that
You sure have got grit ma'am. and
] hope | kin see you II COW -punchrr
yourself. You sure are all right"
"lf he'd only known that | was as
loco rs any animal he ever saw"
confidcd Mrs. Seton-Thompsnn laugh.
mightn't have been so generous with
his praise. But. thank heaven. my
first and last roundup is over"
she has spent hours in stalking
game only to be Disappointed NJ
the end by u sudden furry among the
herd of antelope. or the hn>ty flight
of Il splendid buck rs he raised his
head Smspci"uSly smiling III" air
When her first quarry was finally
sighted. however. and her husband
thrust her gun into her hand With
tn" whisper, "Quick: right hr,wrru
the eyes ~ her own rv,N Nl,ldrnlv
blurred and her hand trrmblru. But
rouSing all her courage. she pulled
the trigger. and saw the star fall
When her husband came toward her
with the news that III" shot had
been Il lucky one. he found her crum.
pea mp against tree. CRYING rs il
her heart would break.
what on earth is the .nattcr,
dear" he asked anxiously. "lt was
great shot. Come and look 1T him
81 do-on't wn-ant to-" >nhhmd Mrs
Scton-Thompson. 81 didn't know
hunting was so terrible. That plori.
Gus creature. I'll never shoot an.
oth"r-neN"r." The eternal frminin,
in that moment was not to be IL.
norrd.
When the Scton-ThompSons are n,
home in New York. one finds then
IN the upper story of Il Fifth A>rnu,
building. where they have converted
some old lofts over an art shop. in
To one of the contest. most uniul,
living places conceivable. The i'm
preston of their personality is OF
every object and il is here that Mrs
Seton's feminine traits have full
play. Every object bears traces o.
her touch. from the working" desk,
ranged along the walls. to the tro
phies of forest and mountain which
fill floor, walls and corners. An an
telopc's foot is the handle of tn,
bell rope. n steep stairway is drapc,
with some rich Oriental stun. an,
skins of furry things lie everywhere
Indian panels decorate the walls. sta,
antlerS rise in noble beauty over fir,
place and shelves. and many token,
OF indoor crafts lie scattered her,
and there. For Mrs. Scton-Thomp
son not only gives first aid to hrl
husband in his outdoor expeditions
but renders il in all his litrrar,
work. She binds. designs and fin
iShcS books, rcviscs his manuscript
and finds time to write Of men
animals and things herself lie
outdoor life. however. springs from
the prOverb on which their mutua
lives are based.
"Whithcr thou gorst. | will 90. ant
what thou docst that will do also.