The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1915-10-06
LOST BOUNDARY LINES
BY r. S. CAMP.

stood Colonel Bickford, his fine face
crimson with anger, seeing not the
slightest humor in the situation.
Half way through the strands of
barbed wire, which caught the shout
ders 60 her best lavender dimity gown,
was Miss Rebecca Dobsou, his next.
door neighbor Her delicate faded
face was quite pink with embarrass-
ment
Upon my soul madam" ragged the
colonel testify. this is too much!"
IF you were a gentleman you'd ex
tricate me from this wretched fence
which you have had the impudence to
erect on my property" was Rebecca's
acid retort Then. with a wrench OF
her shoulders and her imprisoned
knees. Miss Dobson fell back entirely
free from the barbed wire.
"A gentleman indeed" clustered
the colonel. when he was left alone.
How was | TO know that e meddligg
old maid would go racing over my
property hunting for a lost guinea
hen? Her land. Ell I thought the
courts OF Suncm county decided
where the boundary lines were!"
The colonel clustered into his lone
ly house. where he sat down to
lonely meal in the great dining room.
He had never made a woman cry in
his life-unless his wrangle over the
boundary line had caused Rebecca to
shed tears. He never believed II had;
she was too plucky for that
She had never cried. either. when
they had quarreled. long years before
he wouldn't believe It; their en-
gagement mad been short and sharp
and soon ended And now the colonel
had come home to spend the quiet
life OF country gentleman. and his
first skirmish had been a dispute over
the boundary line between the two
estates. The colonel had conquered
and II was by his orders that the old
meadow fence had been torn down
and replaced with one Of barbed wire
to include twelve feet of land that the
Dobsons had always claimed
By this time the colonel was down
in the dew-drenchcd rose garden.
which heretofore had always offered
him repose when weary in mind and
heart Tonight the white moon
staring down on the fragrant inclos-
ure was too much for hint re-
minded him sorely Of another moon
light night and another rose garden
when he had been younger.
So he tramped out OF the garden
and down the yew walk 10 the or
chard and through the orchard and
around the fields until he fetched up
short and sharp before the contro-
verslal barbed-wire fence
A big black form was busy there,
muttering hrokenly. while long fail
like arms moved to and fro There
was the clink of some tool against
the whanging wire and the z-z-z-zip-
zip as It tore away from the posts
Look herei What are YOU doing
there?" sharply demanded the colonel
Sukey rolled her eyeballs at him,
but did not cease her work of de-
struction.
Mind yo' own biznessl" she
growled fercely
Look here, woman" he began,
when she lifted n great fist and
shook It under hlz uaged nose.
Listen to Nunnel Bedford"
SAID SuheN lmpresslNely. you 1es
gotter mind yo' own bizness.
und'stand? Dis yere land belongs to
Miss Rebecca and amt goin' to hab
no more wrangulation over it, II
breaks all yo bones like de way 20
broke her sweet heart years ago!"
"Sukeyl" he cried warningly. Becky
never cared about me-you knew we
were engaged-you knew she broke 1t
OFF and"
"Oh, go longl" muttered the dis
gusted Sukey IF yo' had de gump-
ton of a flea yo' would'a' stomped
over heah and jes made up with her.
And now, dere 20 lives all aloney,
cranky as old man Satan heself-and
here lives my Miss Becky. jes'
pinin her sweet heart out with lone
liness-and de cure right in you two
han'sl White folks air de contrapt-
edesti'
Whangl went another length of
wire. There remained only the
naked posts. Sukey picked up a crow
bar and began to pry at a post
When the last post was out and
the boundary fence had entirely dis
appeared. Colonel Bickford stepped
across the space and entered the little
lane that went up to Rebecca's cot