The Glasgow courier. [volume] (Glasgow, Mont.) 1913-current, 1915-10-29
cHAPTER v.

AHOMA approached the block of
wood that supported him, while
Wilcox calmly stretched him.
self out on the grass. lis that
a book" she asked. by way Of opening
up the conversation.
The man gripped it tighter and
moved his Inns A"sily. AS she remain
ed at his knee, he presently SAID. "Oh.
no, it's a hand organ"
Lahoma smiled pityingly. Are you
afraid of me. Atkins!"
The man looked up with open mouth.
mot exactly, kidv' There was some
thing in her face that made him lose
interest in his book. He kept looking
at her.
"1'hen why don't you tell the truth?
We won't hurt YOU"
The man opened his mouth and closed
it. Then he said, Its a book"
"Did you ever read it before"
"This is the third time I've read It,"
Seems as it hasn't accomplished no
good on you, as you still tell lies"
The man rose abruptly and laid the
book on the seat. His manner was
quite as discouraging as it had been
from the start.
Honey" %interposed Wilcox. that
amt to say a lie, not a real lie"
"Is it a hand organY' Lahoma de-
manded sternly.
I'm a manner of speaking, honey, it
Is a hand organ in the sense of shut
ting you of from asking questions.
You learn to distinguish the sauces Of
speech as you gets older. Out in the
big world people don't say this or that
according as it is. They sleeps their
words in q sauce as suits the digestion.
Don't be 80 quick to call lies till you
learns the flavor of a fellows meaning,
not by his words. but by the sauce he
sleeps 'em in."
Don't get mad at me-" said Lahoma
to the trapper. Il want to be civilized
and l am Investigating according"
The trapper. somewhat conciliated
reseated himself. He regarded thu
girl with greater interest, not without
a certain approval. "How comes l
that you aren't civilized. living witt
such a knowing specimen as your ia
ther?"
my fathers dead. Brick is m!
cousin, but l not knowing nothing o
him till he saved my life two year
ago and after that. me with the In
dams and him all alone. Would 20,
like to hear about itY"
II wouldn't bother him, honey, wit
all that long story" interposed WI
lock. suddenly grown FESTIVE.
Eyes. tell me-" said the trapper, NOV
Ing over that she might find room O
the block Of wood beside him.
I'VE vas crossing the p~lains-fathel
mother and me-in a big wagon. An
men dressed up like Indians. they com
whooping and shooting. and fathe
turns around and drives with all hI
misht-drives clear to yonder moul
tain. And mother dies. being that sic
before. and tho jolting too much Il
her. So father takes me ON his hors
and rides all night. and I all aslee]
Well. those anne men dressed like II
dians. they was in a cabin way U
north and had put their wigs an
feathers of and was gambling ov,
what they stole from the other wa
ons. So father he sees the light fro
the window and rides up with m
And they takes him for a spy, and say
they in a voice awful fierce just tn
way. xiii 'em both!"
The trapper gave a start at the e,
plosiveness of her tone.
Lahoma shouted again as harshly
she could. "'Kil 'em both.' says they
Then she turned to Wilcox. did
put them words in the correct sauc
Brick?"
You done noble. honey"
Lahoma resumed: "Now 1t was in
manner of happening that Brick.
was riding around to have a look
the country. and when he rides up
the cabin. why. right outside there W,
me and father and two Of the robbie
about to kill us. What are you dew
up tO?' says Brick. You go to -
says the leading man. That's whe
we're going to send this spy and b
little girl says he. You 60 to -
and maybe you'll meet 'em there
! SAYS. And with that he ups and shoe