Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1914-08-05

"You."
"Me?'
Yes, mel mean you!"
Oh At last she understood.
Where are We all three going to
live? You know, Mr. Bonny-"
A horrible fear smote me- Great
heavens!" I cried, lis he going to
marry you, too?"
That's, what he said," averred
Madge.
He never shall!" I swore I'll
! kill him like would IA buffalo"
l think Madge laughs too much
sometimes
THE idea of you killing buff
f-a-l-o! I'll tell you what I'll DIDO.
I'll marry the first one of you that
d-does k-kill bufhehehalo!"
l would rather Madge had accepted
me in more conventional manner,
but suppressing all selfish considera-
ton, cried: "Done!" and was off to
| challenge Bonny. He accepted read.
lily.
A week later found us camped in
the then sparsely buffalo-settled re-
| gion of Colorado. The first day we
spent trying to get suggestions rela-
tive to buffalo hunting These sugges-
tons were discussed over our coffee
that evening.
Cowboys Gall men west of the Mis-.
sissippi were cowboys to him) are
cowards," said BonAy. II asked one
OF them III you were where would
you go to hunt buffaloes?' Where I
would be least likely to find Them he
replied. My good man. said I, kind
ly tell me how you do bring down a
buffalo He took another chew of to-
bacco and squirting one eye, re-
piled: I shoot them in their tracks.
: That is the best place for you to
shoot a buffalo. young man, right in
its tracks. and the older the tracks
are, the better
Ny own information had boon more
1 practical. l had been told to lasso my
buffalo and tie it to the nearest tree,
| where I could shoot it without danger,
at least to the buffalo my inform
ant added absent mindedly.
Unfortunately, forgot my lasso the
next morning and had to depend en-.
tirely upon my gun.
While we lunched Bonny was ap-
/ parently seized with an attack of deli
rum tremens.
Buffalo, buffalo," he shrieked, and
danced about.
"A cluster of them?" asked
Only a solitaire he shouted, 'but
it's mine" and mounting his horse
he backed rapidly away, presumably
to keep the buffalo in sight while he
circled it. Rival as he was, had to
admit that it was the tactic of brave
man.
AS for me, I bodily started toward
the buffalo. I had gone but short
distance when l came to an old dug
out which had partly filled, leaving
enough ingress for man nearly hall
my size to crawl through. The ami
NAL seeming danger approached me
Fearing lest l brighten it away, go,
as far as could into the dugout. The
buffalo came on, its head lowered, its
tail furiously lashing at the flies-on
q until it was within twenty feet of me-
slipped the rest of the way into
the dugout, and though my heart beat
like a sledge hammer, l coolly put
my gun to my shoulder, braced my
self firmly against the farthest wall
and with bated breath watched the
majestic creature move slowly by anC
out of range of my gun. l painted
to pursue, but found that it would re
Quire an hours work with my knife
to enlarge the egress sufficiently fol
the buffalo had escaped, and in thu
distance / beheld Bonny squirting hi
horse to full speed. / was disguste'
with Bonny. Why should he sit calml.
on his horse within mile of the buffa
10, let it escape him, and then exhibi
such trepidation because it had dom
SO?
On the return I found couple o
men skinning buffaloes. bought ;
hide, went on and was frst to reacl
camp. Pretty soon Bonny arrived.
"Well?" said he.
WELL" said I.
What do you think Of this?" and h
unrolled a fresh hide.
II think you are about as smart a
I am" ! evasively answered. "Wher
did you shoot your buffalo?"
Right in its tracks!" said Bonny.
While we glared at each other
collect telegram vas brought us.
read:
Don't slay buffalo. have marrie
1adge.-R. Meels."