The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1913-03-20

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hired new cook. You know the
Centipede Ranch-the one you see
over yonder by the foothills
ut wasn't soon AFTER it was ST.
multaneous," said Slower, darkly
We're beginnin' to see plain at last
He went on as if to air the injury
that was gnawing him. Zone day We.
hear that this grub-slinger over yon-
der thinks he can run, which same is
as welcome to us as the smell Of fiow-
ers on spring breeze, for Eumpy
Joe had amused us in his idle hours
by running jack-rabbits to earth"
Not really?" said Miss Blake.
We'll, no, but from what we see
we Judge he'd ought to limp hun
dred yards in about nothing and
three-fifths seconds, so we frame a
race between him and the Centipede
Cook. With tumulchous joy we bet
our wages and all the loose gear We
have, and in burst Of childish en-,
thusiasm we put up-the talking-ma,
chine"
"a monograph?
Eyes. An Echo Photograph" said
Miss Chaplin.
"Of New York and Paris" said Sto
yer.
Our boys won it from this very
Centipede outfit at a bronco-bustins
tournament in Cheyenne
wyoming" Slower made the loca,
ton definite.
"The Centipede crowd took their
defeat badly on Frontier Day, and
swore to get even."
"And was Humpy Joe 6efeated?'
asked Helen.
WAS he?" Still Bill shook his head
sadly, and sighed for a third time. at
looked like he was running backward
miss"
But really he was only beaten
foot. 1t was wonderful race. l saw
it, said Jean. ct made ne think OF
the races at college,"
Miss Blake puckered her brows try
ing to think
Joseph" she said mo, don't
think l have seen him.
Stover's lips met grinly. II don't
reckon you have, miss. Since that
race he has been hard to descry. He
passed from view hurriedly, SO tc
speak, headed toward the foothills
and leaping from crag to crag like the
hardy shamrock of the Swiss Alps"
Miss Blake giggled. What made
him hurry so?"
"Us!" Slower gazed at her solemn
~. eve amt none of rs been the
same since that foot-race. You see
it amt the financial value of that
Echo Photograph. nor the double
cross that hurts: it's the fact that the
mangiest outfit in the Territory has
trimmed us out of the one thing that
stands for honor and excellence and
scientific attainment as the Judge
said when we won it. That talking.
machine meant more to us than you
Eastern folks can understand, ]
reckon"
eff I were you I would cheer up
said Miss Blake, kindly, and with
some Importance. Miss Chaplin has
a college friend coming this week, and
he can win back your trophy"
Slower glanced up at Jean quickly.
"Is that right, Miss Chaplin"
"He can if he WILL" Jean asserted.
"Can he rum"
HE is the intercollegiate champion"
declared that young lady. with proud
dignity.
And do you reckon he'd run for
us and the Echo Photograph Of New
York and Paris, il we framed a racei
It's an honor!"
But Miss Chaplin recalled her
brothers caution Of the day before.
and hesitated.
I'll don't think he would. You see.
he is an amateur-he might be out Of
training
'The ideal" exclaimed Miss Blake.
Indignantly. "If Culver won't run, I
know who Wilt" She closed her lips
firmly, and turned to the foreman.
"You tell your friends that well SEQ
you get your trophy back"
Helen, r."
II mean it," declared Miss BlskaI
with spirit.
Ito be continued.)