The Odanah star. [volume] (Odanah, Ashland Co., Wis.) 1912-1916, 1913-10-17


rolled my tail, and curved of with
Tiger to take in the sights OF the town.
He SHE'D heaps, and it's curious to
think why he objected to sign-boards.
awnings, lampposts, even to harm
less person lying drunk. Then rail-
road engine snorted in our face. SO
Tiger and me was plumb stampeded
up little side street. It's thar that
he bucks for all he's worth. because
of a kneeling man with straw hat
and a punctured soul, praying abun-
dant. OF course this penitent turned
round to enjoy the bucking match
and sure reveals the face OF my old
friend. Bull Durham. We hadn't met
for years, so as soon as Tiger was
tired, Bull owned to finding the Lord,
and being stony busted, ask 1t was
saved. I seen he'd got 'en bad. and
shared my wad of money level with
him. So we had cigars, pound OF
chocolate creams, an oyster stew, and
he bought bottle OF patent medicine
for his liver. We shared that, and
went on. he walking by my stirrup to
the revival meetings.
This revival was happening at a
barn, SO l rode in. Tiger. you see.
needed religion bad, and when people
tried to turn him out, he kicked them.
You should just have heard what the
preacher told the Lord about me. and
all the congregation groaned at me
being so young and fair, with silver
harness, and the hottest prospects
just as Pieface always said when
was late for breakfast.
They had a great big wooden cross
upon the dais, and somehow, / dunno
why, that made me feel ashamed. A
girl in a white dress was singing
Rock of Ages"-oh, most beautiful,
her arms thrown round the cross. the
sun-bright hair about her like glory.
The sight of girls went to my head
like liquor, and this one was surely
good with her sun-bright hair, her
cheeks flushed cause 1 stared, her
sulky lips rebuking when | throwed
kiss, her yellow-brown eyes
Oh, had l really washed behind my
ears? Suppose I'd got high-water
marks! Was my hands, whipped
off my gloves to inquire. That's what's
the matter, sure. Got to make good
before bein' introduced. Got to get a
move on Tiger swung spurrcd
with one spring through the doors.
yelled "Injuns" and stampeded, scat
term gravel and panic Through Abb
lene. I just went like ons man for
our cook wagon down by tae railroad
corrals.
Now, for all the shaving-gaass could
see, I was nice an clean, but then
that mirror has small views. and I'm
not taking risks, but stripped and
scrubbed all over The place was SO
burned public l blushed from nose to
heels till I was dressed again, shining
my hair and boots. Then l procured
an extra special, cherry-red. s4lk scarf
out of the wranglers kit.
Some of our boys made friendly
signs as l passed on my way Lack, and
fired few shots after me for luck.
but I'd no time to play. I toined the
revival meeting just as the hat came
round, so penitent sinness making
for the door, came back to stay and
pay because of Tiger. / gave Bull ten
dollars to hand to the hat, only he
passed it into his own pocket He
seemed annoyed, too, saying, Waste
net, want not" Then he explained
how the fre-escape only paid Miss Ell
lis fifty dollars day, whereas he was
making hundreds.
Just then she passed, and / got in
PRODUCED. "Say, Polly" says Bull.
here's Sailor Jesse wants to get ac-
quainted.
She stopped, sort of impatient for
supper, and velvet-soft her voice, full
of contempt.
Another damned suppliant?" she
asked, and Bull was holding a light
for her cigarette. els it saved?" she
added.
her how I despised all the religion
I'd Seen, the bigots 1T made, an the
towards Id rather burn with the
goats than bleat among the sheep
even now.
"Oh. that's all right, them" she said
| as though she answered me, and frank
| as man she gave her hand to shake.
| Good stunt Of mine, eh?" Although
/ own I'd like to have that cross stage
managed"
| She passed the weather. admired IL
ger. talked Browns and Jones with
| Bull, turning her back on me, asked
| him to supper. walked off with rim
an that's all. Egg shells throw'd in
the ash-heap may feel like, did then
| Nobody loved me. 'cept our pony
herd, inquirin' piteous for food an
water. Our boys, of course, was drunk
| by then, just sleepin' whar they'd fell,
so | was desolate as moonlit dog
howl, ridin' herd with my night horse
whar Polly's little home glowed lights
| across the prairie. seen Bull and the
preacher leave there toward midnight,
wall1in' sort of extravagant into town.
| The lights went out. Then times I'd
take some sleep, or times ride herd
guarding her little house. till the cold
! came. till the dawn broke. till the sun