The Glasgow courier., 1916-10-27

But the bell and Moonstone can
yon:" questioned Louise, glancing back
| ut Hoyar. grazing down the meadow.
Sure. Well. we Topped near here
| that night
't'lopped?"
"I'huh Let's see You amt hep to
that, are you? Why. we crawled to
the hay. hit the feathers. pounded our
| ear--er-went to bed. That's what it
used to lie. Well, in the morning me
and Collie got some salJlineS and crack
crs to the store and little coffee. 1t
was gon' over there that we seen the
bell and the road and the whole works.
| got kind of interested myself in that
canyon. | never saw so many moon
stones layin' right on top the gravel,
and been in Mex too. We liked 1t,
and we stayed over last night. ex
pectin to be gone by now"
And when you leave here:" queried
Louise
Same old thing" replied Overland
checrfullv. Il know the ropes. Collie
works by spells. Oh, we're livin', and
that's all you need to do in California"
And that is all that you have
found the road:'
"Oh, the road is like all of them
Dreams" said Overland. 'Such things
are good for keepin people interested
in sometlin' till it's done. that's all.
, it was fun at first lOoiin' up every
arroyo and slit in the hills till we found
it. Same as them marriages on the
desert after that
"MarriageS:"
"Uhuh Seem water what amt there
like"
"Oh, mirages." And Louise laughed
joyfully.
II don't see no joke" said Overland,
aggrieved.
Il really beg your pardon"
That's all right, miss. But what
would you call it,
"Oh. an illusion. a mirage. some
thing that seems to be. but that is not. ="
Il don't see where it's got anything
:. on marriages. then. do you: But |
amt generally peppermistic. believe
in folks and things. although I'm old
enough to know better
I'm glad you believe in folks" said
Louise $50 do H.
ITS account of bein pnte, | guess"
sighed the tramp. Course l ain't a
professional. They got to have IL
cenSe. | never took out one not havin
the money. Anyway, if did have
enough money for Il regular license I'd
start saloon and live respectable"
the girl smiled bewitchingly. "Boyar
and | must go soon. It's getting hot
I'm mighty sorry you're goin'. miss
You're real California stock. knOwed
it the minute l set eyes on you. Be
sides, you passed us the smokes"
"Red. YOU shut up
Overland turned blue aStOniShed
eye on Collie, why kiddo. what's
bitin' you?'
because the lady give us the max
ings don't say she smokes, does it!'
Overland grunted. because you're
foolish with the heat don't say | am.
does it: Them sandwiches has gone to
your head. Chico. Who said she did
smoke"
men---Overland sullen and srowling.
Collie fierce and flaming.
I'VE amt used toto real ladies"
nInloczcd Overland. We could do
better if we practrcd up"
"Of course said Louise. smiling
But the poetry
"U-m-m. yes, The po'try. What'lI
| GiTr her Collie:"
Il don't care" replied the boy You
might try Casey Jones. It's bctter'n
anything you ever wrote"
"Thut? | guess aot. That amt her
style l mean one Of my own--sonse-
thin good"
"Oh dent know. Toledo Blake"
mumblvi Collie.
Nope. But guess the Grand Old
Privileges will 90 for a starter"
oh good" And Louise clapped her
hands. The title is splendid. Is the
poem original?'
The tramp bowed trne haughtily
''Original: Ne life's work, lady" And
he aWk war,ly tSsayeI to button but
touless coat, coughed, waved his halt
consumer tiSUIttlt lo"dIu tic SAFES
and began:
Folks say we got no uorals-that they all
fell in the soup:
And no conscence-so the would be
goodies say:
And | guess our good intentions did jest
, up and flew the coop.
While we stood around and watched 'en
fade away
But there's one thing that we're lOvln
more than money. grub or booze.
Or even decent folks that speaks Us
fair:
And that's the grand old privilege tc
chuck our luck and choose
Amy road at any time for anywhere.
And Overland, his hand above his
heart. bowed effusively.
II like 'would-be goodies" said
Louise. sounds just like mussy
sticky cookie that's too sweet. AnG
Any road at any time for anywhere
| I think that 10 ro0l 4"