The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1913-05-29

AZ " he found himself astrlde
- of Stover's shoulders and
gyrating about the Echo Photograph
In the midst of a war-dance. He
kicked violently with his spiked shoes,
whereat the foreman bucked like a
wild horse under the spur and dropped
him, and he staggered out of the
crowd where a girl few to him.
ooh, Wally," she cried, Il knew yor
could" He sank to the ground, and
she knelt beside him.
Skinner was propped against the
corral fence opposite, his face distort
ed with suffering, and Gallagher wai
rubbing his ankle.
"'Taint broke, I reckon" said Gal
lagher, rising 81 wish to hell II
was" He stared disgustedly at his
fallen champion, and added: 1--WE
don't want y'all for a cook no more
Skinner. You never was no good no
how. He turned to Helen and handed
her a double handful of bank notes, as
Berkeley Fresno buried his hands II
his pockets and walked away. Here's
your coin, miss. If ever you get an
other bunch, let me know. An here's
yours. Mr.. Speed; it's a weddin-pres
ent from the Centipede." He fetched
a deep sigh. Thank the Lord well
git somethin' fit to eat from now on!'
Speed staggered to Skinner, who
was still nursing his injury, and held
out his hand, whereat the cook winkeG
his left eye gravely.
"The best man won," said Skinner
"and say-there's a parson at Albu
querque." Then he groaned loudly
and fell to massaging his foot
There came fiuttering by his side
and Miss Blake's voice said to him
with sweetness and with pity:
I'm SO sorry you lost your posi-
ton, Mr.. Skinner. You're splendid
runner"
Never mind the job, miss, I've got
something to remember it BY" He
pointed to sash which lay beside
him. "The loser gets the ribbon
MISS" he explained CALAMITY.
Off to the right there came a new
cutlery, and far across the level prairie
a strange sight was revealed to the
beholders. A fat man in white fan
nels was doubling and lodging aheat
OF two horsemen, and even from 9
considerable distance it could plainly
be seen that he was behaving with re
markable agility for one so heavy
Repeatedly his pursuers headed him
of, but he rushed past them, seeming
~ possessed by the blind sense of di
rection that guides the homing pigeof
or the salmon in it's springtime run
He was headed toward the east.
why, it's Larry" calculated Speed
"And Cloudy and Carara."
"Wally, your man has lost his rea
SOM" Chaplin called.
At that instant the watchers saw
the Mexican thunder down upor
Glass, his lariat swinging about his
head. Lazily the rope uncoiled ant
settled over the fleeing figure, then
amid cloud Of dust, Carara's horse
set itself upon it's launches and the
white-clad figure came to the end o.
its fight. There was violent strug
gle, as if the cowbody had hooked
leaping tuna, cactus plants and sage
brush were uprooted, then the pom!
began to back away, always keeping
the lariat taut. But Glass was nj
easy captive, as his threshing arm.
and legs betrayed, and even when hi
was dragged back to the scene of thu
race. painting, grimy, dishevelled, thu
rope still about his waist, he seemed
obsessed by that wild insanity fol
flight. He was drenched with perspi
ration, his collar was dangling, one
end Of suspender trailed behind him
At sight of Speed he uttered a cry
then plunged through the crowd like
bull, but the lariat loop slipped to tn.
neck and frightened like a hangman',
moose.
Larry" cried his employer, sharply
'have you lost your head?"
Amt they g-g-got you YETI" queries
khe trainer in strangling voice.
"You idiot, I wont"
WHAT"
IL won-easy."
"You wont" Larry's eyes wers
starting from his head.
HE sure did," said Slower. Didnr
you think he could?"
Glass apprehended that look of sus
ipicion Certainly" said he. "Didnr
II say SO, all along? Now take that
clothes line off of me; I've got to run
some more"
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That evening ]. Wallingford Speed
land Helen Blake sat together in the