The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-09-14

see her every day, ana you just a puncher workin' for the Moonstone? She would smile and treat you fine, and you'd be eatin' your own heart out for her.'
 "No, II couldn't" said Collie slowly. "Red, guess you're right"
 q ain't askin' you, Collie, but there's nothin' like ramblin' to make you for get. It's got hard work beat to a mush because when you're ramblin' you're most always hungry. Listen! Love is when you ain't satisfied. So is empty stomach. A fella's got to eat. Do you get thatf''
 "Yes; but. Red, you said you loved a woman once. You didn't forget?
 ..No, kid, didn't. Once I didn't do nothin' else but remember. got over that. It's only accidental to circum- stances pertainin' to the fact that re- member now. You never seen ne cry in my soup, did you"
 { "But you're different" ~
 That's the bleat every yearlin' makes till he grows up and finds out he's COW jest like his ma. I ain't different inside. And bleedin' inside is dangerouser than gblesdin' outside. Listen! Remember the little fire be- side the track when we was way up in the big hills? Remember the curve, like a snake unwindin' where she run round the hill, and nothin' beyond but space and the sun drippin' red in the oceana Remember the chicken we swiped and ct that night? Listen! It's beat 1t, bo, while your feet are mates And we'll see the whale United States With a smoke and a pal and fire al
 night.
 And up again in the mornin' bright, With nothin' but road and sky in sight
 And nothin' to do but go. , rhen bAat it, bo, whne enc wdxin E good. And the birds on the wires is sawin' wood. If, today ain't the finest for you and me, There's always tomorrow. that's soin'
 to be.
 And tho day after that Is a-comin'. Sec! . And nothin' to do but go.
 I'm the ramblin' son with the nervous
 feet That never was made for steady beat 6 l been on the bum and I've hit 1t swell But there's only one rad to Fare-ye-well
 And nothin' to do but go. A
 with nothing to do but go," whis pered Collie. Red, we've always beer friends" iG
 .sYou bst your return ticketv' "And we are always going to be, said Collie. -T guess that settles it Fl wish Saunders had d- finished me- Louise, numb, from sitting still st long, moved slightly. 5a ssWhat's that?' exclaimed Collie. Jest some of your little old ideal changin' cars" replied Overland s.You'n get used to it."
 "No; I heard something.s "You'n be seein' things next Got [ match? I'm jest dyin' for smoke Remember when she give us the mak in's and you got hot at meY' 1 Overland cupped the flame in hi hands and lighted his cigarette Tn soft glow of the match spread in tn windless air, penetrating the darkness For an instant, breath. Overland say . startled face gazing down at him. the white face of the Rose Girl.
 Great Snakesr he cried, steppin back as the flame expired. i Whats the matter, Red?'' 1 ''Nothdn'. was just thinkin'.
 burned my mitt. Come on, Collie Brand'll find bunk for me tonight, reckon. We'll tell the boss and tn Rose Girl all about it tomorrow" | A A 1 Something's goin' to happen" sta, 1 led Brand Williams.
 "How's that?" queried Bud Light.
 "See them two hosses, the Yuma col and BoyarT
 "Uhuh."
 Well, Boyar's been standin' ther since daylight. Nobody rides him bu Miss Louise" @ l Its mighty early, but I don't SC nothin' strange about the rest of it."
 Wait minute, Bud. Did you se Co1lie this mornin'? Was he all ike up, with his hair jest SO and his bsu danna jest so and his new sombrer and his silver spurs and them ney chaps, lookin' mighty important? H saddles Yuma and ties her over there While he was eatin' the Boyar hos trails his bridle over to where Yum is tied. There they stand visitin' lik two old soldiers on crutches instead c two mighty quick actin cayuses No, that Yuma hoss has kicked the fanc linin' out of every cayuse that das come nigh her. They're all scared Q her.. She's maxim an exception thi mornin'. Shea plumb friendly wit Boyar. That signifies! Hosses ca zee farther in tho dark than folks"
 You're dreamin', Brand, Wake up!
 Thanks for callin' my attention t it. You can take your hoss and rid over to the Three Oaks. There's som fence down over at the North Sprins ain't. dreamin' about that"
 Louise, drawing on her gauntIets came down the broad steps of tn ranch house. The November air wa crisp with the tang of early morning.
 She was puzzled at finding Boya and Yuma together. She noticed Bc l bod <ro;1o6 hic oc.,ocs q,