The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1915-03-11
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A Woman n
Halter
How She Won Him
By IDA SPEED
Copyright by Frank A. Munsev Co.
By IDA SPEED
Copyright by Frank A. Munsey &C

their hands by just feedin' 'em fat
terry.
The sorriest horse in the world can
tell the difference between just good
smellin' feed and the kind that will
stick to his ribs, but it's just once in
awhile you'll find a man that knows
what's good for his soul.
Bill Christy was this kind. He was
also the handsomest man ever saw.
He come to work at the Walkin'
Stick ranch and went by the name
Chris.
He had so much energy he worked
the rest Of us to death tryin' to keep
up with him. There wasn't any I'M
dertakin' he wasn't equal to except one
that had women connected with it. He
just wouldn't stand for the skirts, and
his favorite pony, Limbo, was just like
him in this respect.
Ed Beverstock, owner of the Walkin'
Stick, had been married just year.
His wife had been to school back east
brought a cook with her, and us boys
was so tired Of batchin' that we wei
coined her right now.
When summer came Mrs Ed takes
up notion to have big house party.
So she invites crowd out from town
and also Mr.. Lawson, the rich. unmar-
ried owner of the D Blanks, a neigh
borin' ranch. Ed tells US boys he has
hired band Of three pieces at $25
day to play for the dancin'.
"You fellers have at it," he says.
"Your pay goes on just the same. but
you are paid to show the company a
good time"
The evenin' before the bunch arriv-
ed the wind stopped blowin', and so
naturally the Windmills stopped pump
in. No matter how many festas are
in progress. cattle still want to drink
water.
This is too bad" Ed says. "but you
fellers can take turns runnin' the en-
CINE so none of you will miss much Of
the fun
mo need Of that" says Chris "I'n
run the engine night and day. This is
where slough"
The whole house party conferred
around Della Dumont, schoolmate of
Mrs. Eds, who had never been in the
west before. She seemed powerful
pleased with our way of dom things.
BY the first evenin' they all got on
to Chris not likin' the girls. and every
female in the bunch begins to make a
smoke at him. They nearly badgered
him to death, but timidity amt fail
in with Chris. and he held his own.
The second mornin' several couples
Of US have just come in from a ride
and are loungin' on the front gallery.
with our saddles on the fence, where
we've left 'em.
Chris rides up in a galiop on Limbo
and throws the bride over his pony's
head and makes for the dog house.
which is our name for the bunk house
in this country. He never looks at US,
but runs in for pair Of pliers to fix
somethin' about the engine.
Dee Dumont runs out to Limbo, in
tendin' to put her saddle on him for
fun and show us a stunt. though no.
body knew her intention.
Dee don't know about western sad.
dies. so she starts to pull this one off.
and, it bein' strapped to Limbo. he be-
gins to kick. and Dee trips over root
and falls. In second or two Limbo
has made some bad dents in SIS of
Bill Christy's increment invested in
that hand carved saddle We all run
to Dee, but Chris beats u.s.
He helps her up without even askin'
if she's hurt and then calls Limbo
some awful hard names. tellin' him
to come there.
I'm so sorry about your saddle, MI.
Christy," says Dee. II was just seized
with wild desire to ride your pretty
pony. do hope you'll forgive me. It
was all my fault"
Limbo won't stand for women" he
says and rides off.
The last night of the house party
the wind began to blow so the engine
wasn't needed.
Ed Beverstock BOXED up his engi-
neerman.
''Step to it tonight, Chris" he says
Its your last chance, and the ladies
are all anxious to dance with YOU"
There wasn't any gettin' around it,
so Chris washed up and put on his
serge clothes and a soft white shirt
and dark blue strip Of tie down the
front
"Wonder if he dances as we'll as he
looks" says Miss Hubbard. the school,
teacher from Headwater.
"Divinely," says Mrs. Ed. Il don't
know what might have happened If
I'd seen him before 1 saw my hus-
band" q.
"Nothin', believe me"' says Dee Du-
mont, and they all laugh. ..,
Dee had been the life of the crowd
all week. teachin' us turkey trots and
aviation glides and learnin' our fancy
stunts like ''Put Your Little Foot"
and Comm Thro' the Rye" that was
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