Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1914-09-15

old, old Indian woman was trying to
build fire under an iron pot hung
upon three sticks.
Bud went over to her assistance and
soon had her fire going. When he came
back we complimented Him playfully
upon his gallantry.
"Oh." said Bud. don't mention It
It's q way have. Whenever see a
lady trying to cook things In pot and
having trouble always go to the res
cue. | done the same thing once In a
high toned house In New York city
Heap big society tepee on Fifth ave-
nue.. That Injun lady kind OF recalled
It to my mind. Yes. endeavor to be
polite and help the ladies out"
The camp demanded the particulars
81 was manager of the Triangle B
ranch in the Panhandle" said Bud. 1T
was owned at that time by old man
Sterling Of New York. He wanted to
sell out, and he wrote for me to come
on to New York and explain the ranch
to the syndicate that wanted to buy
So l sends to Fort Worth and has a
forty dollar suit of clothes made, and
hits the trail for the big village.
"Well. when | got there old man
Sterling and his outfit certainly laid
themselves out to be agreeable We
had business and pleasure SO mixed up
that you couldn't tell whether 1t was
q treat or trade half the time. We
had trolley rides and cigars and the
ater roundups and rubber parties"
Rubber partiesT" said listener In
quiringly.
Sure" said Bud. Didn't you never
attend EN-? You walk around and try
to look at the tops of the skyscrapers
Well, we sold the ranch, and old man
Sterling asks me round to his house to
take grub ON the night before ] start
ed back. 1t wasn't any high collared
affair-just ME and the old man and
his wife and daughter. But they was
q fine haired outfit. all right. and the
lilies of the field wasn't In It They
made my Fort Worth clothes carpenter
look like a dealer in horse blankets
and gee strings. and then the table
was all pompous with flowers. and
there was a whole kit of tools laid out
beside everybody's plate. You'd have
thought you was fixed out to burglar
ize q restaurant before you could get
your grub. But I'd been In New York
over a week then. and | was getting
on to stylish ways. kind OF trailed
behind and watched the others use
the hardware supplies, and then |
tackled the chuck with the same weap-
ons. 1t amt much trouble to travel
with the high fliers after you find our
their gait. got along fine. was
feeling cool and agreeable. and pretty
soon I was talking away fluent as
you please. all about the ranch and
the west. and telling 'em how the In
dams eat grasshopper stew and snakes.
and you never saw people SO inter.
ested.
"But the real Joy Of that feast was
mat Miss Sterling. Just little trick
she was. not bigger than two bits
worth of chewing plug. but she had
way about her that seemed to say she
was the people. and you believed It
And yet she never put on any airs.
and she smiled at me the same as II
was a millionaire while was telling
abo1t q Greek dog feast and listened
like Il was news from home.
"By and by. after we mad eat oysters
and some watery soup and truck that
never was in my repertory. Metho'
dist preacher brings In kind OF camp
stove arrangement, all silver. on long
legs, with lamp under It
"Miss Sterling lights up and begins
to do some cooking right on the sup
Der table. wondered why old man
Sterling didn't hire COOK. with all
the money he had Pretty soon she
d.shed out some cheesy tasting truck
that she said was rabbit. but ] swear
there had never been a Molly cotton
tail in q mile Of It
''The last thing on the program was
lemonade. II was brought around IN
little 6at glass bowls and set BY your
plate. was pretty thirsty. and !
picked up mine and took big swig
of It Right there was where the lit
tie lady had made mistake. She had
put In the lemon all right. but she'd
forgot the sugar. The best honsekeep
ers slip up sometimes. thought may
be Miss Sterling was just learning to
keep house and cook-that rabbit
would surely make you think so-snd