The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1914-04-07


ened her, and as she raised her pretty
face from the trunk of the tree, against which
she half reclining, the book which she had
been reading slipped from her lap to the ground
She watched the rider with interest as his
broncho loped into plain view and passed along
the trail almost beneath her feet. The broncho
stopped at the little stream and the rider dis
mounted, took folding cup from his pocket and
joined his steed in drinking, heres to you, old
boy in the finest drink ever distilled, and that's
some water, tool" He took off his Stetson and
wiped the perspiration from his face and gazed
with deep admiration at the scene before him.
1t of the fairest spots in a section of
the country, where natural beauties few,
indeed Some romantic traveller, years before,
has christened it "Waters of Delight" Through
small cleft in the mountain side little stream
poured out its waters over a rock-shelled cliff,
thirty feet high, forming tiny waterfall.
The narrow points of several canyons met here,
and in the background the sides of of them
lowered up several hundred feet There were
cumps of grass, green from the moisture and the
waters of the stream, the only verdure in that
sand-covered country for miles around. To the
left of the waterfall there a grass-topped hill
of dirt, ten feet high, from which good
sized tree spread its sheltering shade over the
little dell The stream wound around the foot
of this, and slipped away into one of the canyons
beyond.
The girl, slipping her revolver little nearer
to the front, watching him intently, but
quietly. She saw the look of amazement in his
eyes as he observed her for the first time. He
stepped forward and said to her, Are you
Gust a plain, everyday girl" she answered.
"Why?"
Because have seen the Waters of Delight
several times before, and have considered it one
of the most beautiful spots anywhere, but now
l appreciate the fact that there has always been
one thing lacking to complete its delights; then,
too, was startled to see girl IN this out-o-the-
way place" H. o.
81 ride over from the ranch three or four times
a week and spend a couple of hours here"
Of he has
here?"
"Yes, my father owns the Doubled ranch,
about ten miles from here"
as David Owens your father"
eyes, he is my Dad" she answered.
81 worked there several months last year and
remember that he had daughter who was
away at school at the time"
eyes father and aunt insisted sending me
away for several years, to try to make finished
young lady out of a ranch tomboy, but L tear
those years have been wasted for l certainly love
the ranch and ranch life"
"Your dear old Aunt Emma used to talk of
her pretty niece away at school. You know she
mothered us homeless cowboys and we were all
very very fond of her, and / used to spend many
an evening on the porch at the ranch house play
ing the guitar and singing to her. She was
mighty good woman for she stood for my music"
ooh, then you must be the Jim Bennett l have
heard her talk about. She said that you quit to
GO out on prospecting trip"
dyes. I have been knocking around the noun
tains ever since You my folks educated me
to be mining engineer, and after 1 left home
hack in the East and West l had job for
a short time with a mining company up IN Mon
tana After l worked there a few months the
company broke up and was minus job Since
then / have been alternately cowboy and miner,
lob. About a week ago, though believe l
Struck something that looks good, and l am now