Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1913-09-26

grasped her hand impulsively.
"Oh!" exclaimed the chaperon-
This makes it even more impossible.
Go! Got" She pushed him away, her
color surging. go to your old Eleven
x Ranch right away"
"But I mean it," he declared, earn.
estly. Then, as she retreated farther:
Its no use, shant go now until"
"You have known me less than O
week."
THAT 10 long enough. Roberta"
Mrs. Keap spoke with honest EN-.
barrassment. "Listeni Don't you see
what situation this is! II Jean and
Helen should ever discover"
Jean planned It all; even this"
Mrs. Keap stared at him IN Mortified
silence.
"You do love ma, Roberta?" Chaplin
undertook TO remove the girls hands
from her face, when slight cough in
the hall behind caused him to turn
suddenly In time to see Berkeley Fres-
no passing the open door.
There! You sect" Mrs. Heaps face
was IdSlC lou see. one tUIucu
and fled. leaving the master of the
ranch in the middle of the floor, be-
wildered, but bit inclined to be
happy. A moment later the plump
face Of Berkeley Fresno appeared eau
tiously around the door-jamb. He
coughed again gravely.
Il happened to be passing" said he.
You'll pardon me?"
This is the most thickly settled
spot in New Mexico!" Chaplin declared
with an artificial laugh, choking his
indignation.
Fresno slowly brought his round
body out from concealment.
81 came In to get match"
"Why don't you carry matches?"
Fresno pulled complacently upon his
pipe. This" he mused, as his host
departed, eliminates the chaperon,
and that helps some"
Still Bill Slower lost no time in
breaking the news to the boys.
There's something comm off," he
advised Willie. We've got another
foot-runner!"
If he had hoped for an outburst OF
rapture on the part of the little gun
man he was disappointed, for Willie
shifted his holster, smiled evilly
through his glasses, and inquired. With
ominous restraint:
where is he?"
Being the one man on the Flying
Heart who had occasion to wear o
gum Willie seldom smiled from
sense Of humor. Here 1t may be said
that, deceived at first by his scholarly
appearance, his fellow-laborers had
jibed at Willie's affectation of swing
ing holster, but the custom had lam
guished abruptly. When 1t became
known who he was, the other ranch
hands had volubly declared that this
was a free country, where a man
might exercise a wide discretion in
the choice of personal adornment;
and as for them, they avowed unani-
mously that the practice Of packing a
Colts was one which met with their
most cordial appreciation. In time
Willie's six-shooter had become ac-
cepted as 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
limping marshal who felt regrets at
mention of his name, and that farther
north were other men who had SUI
perstitious dread OF understood COW
men with spectacles.
This here is q real foot-runner."
said Slower.
Exactly" agreed the other. Where
is he?"
He'll be here this afternoon. Mig.
ger Mikes bringin' him over from the
railroad He's a guest"
OH"
Yep! He's intercollegit champeen
OF Yale"
"Yale?" repeated the near-sighted
man. Don't knows I ever been
there Much Of a 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 / fggered we might rib
up something with the Contipeda."
Still Bill winked sagely.
See here. do you reckon he'd runf"
Sure! He's a 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-
graph"
THE Centipede will put 1t up quick
enough; there amt no sentiment IN
that outfit"
Then it sounds good"
al II ii work. Gallagher's anxious
to trim us again. Some folks can't
stand prosperity"
Willie spat unerringly at a grass