Cheyenne record., 1915-04-22
CHAPTER XIX.

STISAf 0n Mn
Exchanging tho olIve-Brsneh.
The cat jumped OF Abe's lap, run
ming to Samuel with new Of .recog-
milton. Abe turned his head, and
made startled ejaculation.
"SamI Darby" he said stubbornly,
"ef yew've come tew drag me back to
that air beach, yew're wastin' time. /
won't goI"
Samuel closed the door and hung his
damp coat and cap over suit Of old
oilskins. He came to the IRE, taking
of his mittens and blowing on his I'm
gers, the suspicious and condemnatory
tail of his eye on Abraham.
"Haow'd yew git here?" he burst
forth. what yew bin an done with
my wife, an my horse. an my man.
an my kerridge7 Haow'd yew git
here7 What'd yew come ferF When'd
yew git here?"
"What'd yew come feri" retorted
Abe with some spirit. "Haow'd yew
git herer
None O. yer durn' business"
A glimmer Of the old twinkle came
back into Abe's eye. and he began t.
chuckle. ,-
II guess We might as waal tell the
truth, SamI. We both tried to be 10
ALFRED young yesterday that we got
played out, an concluded unanermous
that the best place fer A No. spree
was ter hum"
Samuel gave q weak smile, and
drawing up stool took the cat upon
his knee.
YES" he confessed grudgingly. II
found out fer one that hatn't no
spring lamb"
'Ner me, nuther." Abs's old lips
trembled. II had eyester-stsw an
drunk coffee in the middle O. the night:
then the four-o'clock patrol wakes me
up asin. Here, be q sport they says,
an sticks a piece O. hot mince pie un-
der my nose. Then was 10 Uneasy I
| couldn't sleep. Daybreak ! got up,
an went fer walk ter timber up my
belt, an sorter wandered over ter the
bay side, an not a mile out see tew
men with one O. them big fshin'scoot-
ers a-haulin' in their net. An walked
a ways out on the ice, a-signali1' Nth
my bandana han'kercher; an urter q
time they seen me. IT was Cap'n Ely
from Injun Head an his boy. Haow
them young 'uns dew growl Las time
I see that kid, he want knee-high tew
a grasshoppsr.
WAL. says tew 'em, I says:
Want ter drop passenger at Twin
Coves' Yes, yes.' they says. Jump
in An 80. Saml, gradooated from
yer school O. hardenin' on top ton O.
sQuirmin' fish, more or less. thought
I'd come an git Angy." he ended with
a sigh, AN yer hired man'd drive US
back ter shoreville: but thar want
| nobody hum but a mewin' cat, an the
only place l could git inter was this
here shop. Wonder whar the gals has
gone?'
No mention Of the alarm that he
must by this time have caused at the
station. No consciousness Of having
committed any breach against the laws
of hospitality. But there was that in
the old mans face. in his worn and
wistful look, which curbed Samuel's
tongue and made him understand that
as little child misses his mother SO
Abe had missed Angy. and as a little
homesicls child comes running back to
the place he knows best 80 Abe was
Fastening back to the shelter he had
scorned.s
So. with an effort, Samuel held his
peace, merely resolving that a. soon
as he could get to q telephone he
would inform their late hosts of Abe's
safety.
There was no direct way of tele-
phoning: but q message could be sent
to the Quogue station, and from there
forwarded to Bleak Hill.
i've had my lesson" said Abe. The
place fer old folks 10 with old folks"
"But"-Samuel recovered his an
thoritative mannsr@"the place fer IN
old man amt with old hsnsL Naow.
Abe, ef yew think yew kin behave yer.
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