The Lamar register., 1913-07-02

Colts was one which met WITH thelf
most cordial appreciation. In time
Willie's six-shooter had become &C
cepted as a part Of the local scenery.
and. like the scenery. no one thought
Of remarking upon It. least OF all those
who best knew his lack OF humor. He
had come to them out of the Nowhere.
some four years previously. and while
he never spoke Of himself. and dis
couraged "Reminiscences in others. 1t
became known through those vague
uncharted channels by which news
travels on the frontier. that back In
the Texas Panhandle there was q
limping marshal who felt regrets at
mention Of his name. and that farther
north were other men who had a su'
perstitious dread of undersized COW.
men with spectacles.
This here IL q real foot-runner."
said Slower.
Exactly" agreed the other. where
b hei"
Hell be here this afternoon. Mig
ger Mikes bringin' him over from the
railroad. He's . guest"
"Oh!"
Yepi He's intsroollegit cnampeen
Of Yale"
"Yaief" repeated the nsar-sightsd
man. Don't knows ever been
there. Much of q town."
II amt never travelled east myself.
but Miss Jean and the little yaller-
haired girl say he's the fastest man in
the world. I hggered We might RIB
h. n -
still Bill winked sagely.
see here. do you reckon he'd rum"
"Surel He's q friend Of the boss.
And he'll run on the level too. He
can't be nothin' like Humpy."
IF he is. I'll git him." said the cow
boy. "Oh. I'll git him sure. guest or
no guest. But how about the phono-
graphf"
The Centipede will nut II un quick
enough: there Amt no sentiment In
that OUTFIT"
Then It sounds good"
AN II II work. 0allashsr's anxious
TO trim NJ again. Some folks can't
stand prosperity"
Willie spat unsrringiy 1t . grass-
hopper. "Lord!" said he. Its too
good! It don't sound possible"
well. It II. and our man win b
here this svenin' Watch out for MIG
ger Mike. and when he drives up let's
give this party a welcome that II
warm his heart on the Jump. There's
nothin' like good Impression"
''Tll be ON the job" assured Willie.
But state fisht<hers and now. II we
do get . race there amt a-goin' to Be
no chance Of our losin' for . second
time"
And Slower went on his way -
spread the tidings.
II was growing dark when the rat
tie Of wheels outside the ranch-house
brought tho occupants to the porch in
time to see Niger Mike halt his buck
board and two figures prepare to de-
scend.
Its Mr.. Speed" cried Miss Blake.
Then she uttered a scream as the vel
vet darkness was rent by . dozen
tongues Of flame. while . shrill yelp-
Ing arose. as of an Apache war-party.
Its the boys" said Jean. What
on earth has possessed them?"
But Slower had planned NO ordinary
reception. and the pandeuonium did
not cease until the men had emptted
their weapons.
Then Mr.. ]. Wallingford Speed came
stumbling up the steps and into the
arms of his friends. the tails OF his
dust-coat streaming.
Realty This is moro than I sx-
pected." he gasped; then turning.
doffed his straw hat to the half-rs-
vealed figures beyond the light. and
cried. gayly: THANK you. gentlemeni
Thank you for missing mel"
Vowel" responded the cow
boys.
How do you do. Miss Chapini"
Speed shook hands with his hostess.
and In the radiance from the open
doorway she saw that his face was
round and boyish, and his smile Pc
culiarly engaging.
She welcomed him appropriately;
then said; This reception is quite as
startling to us as to you. You know,
Mr.. Speed, that we have with US q
friend of yours" She slightly drew
Helen forward. And this IL Mrs
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