The Winslow mail., 1914-01-24

face OF Berkeley Fresno appeared eau
tiously around the door-tamb, He
coughed again gravely.
81 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 hfs round
body out from -concealment.
81 came In to get match"
"Why don't you carry matches?"
Fresno puffed 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!"
II 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 a
| gun, Willie seldom smiled from q
sense of. f..humor. Here 1t may be said
that deceived at first by his scholarly
/ appearances, his fellow-laborers had
iibed at Willie's affectation Of swing
ing holster but the custom had Ian
guished abruptly. When 1t became
known who he was, the other ranch
hands. had volubly declared that this
was 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 9
Colts was one which met with their
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 reminiscence 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 a
limping marshal who felt regrets at
mention Of his name, and that farther
north were other men who had su-
I perstitious dread OF undersiZed cow
men with spectacles.
This here Is real foot-runner,
said stover.
Exactly" agreed the other "Where
is her"
He'll be here this afternoon. Mig
ger Mikes tringin him over from the
railroad. He's 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."
Il amt never travelled east myself
but Miss Jean and the little yaller-
haired girl say he's the fastest man in
the world. fggered wa might rib
up something with the Contipede.' .
Still Bill winked sagely..
See here, do you reckon he'd run?
"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. ooh, I'll git him sure, guest of
no guest. But how about the phono-
graphf"
THE Centipede will put 1t up cuicf
enough: there amt no sentiment in
that outfit"
''Thcn 1t sounds good"
AN it II work Gallagher's anxion.
to trim US again Some folks can't
stand prosperity
Willie spat unerringly at a grass
, hopper. Lord" said he, "it's toe
. good! 1t don't sound possible"
"Well, 1t Is, and our man will be
here this evenin'. 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' Ike good impression