The Chesterfield advertiser. [volume] (Chesterfield C.H., S.C.) 1884-1978, 1916-03-09

The a3tist glanced at Lonny's wiry
dgnre afd nut brown skin. Something
stirred MIN to passing irritation.
| "For al rs sake. son." he said. frac-
tiously, "dpn't spend any more money
for paint. It isn't a picture at all. It's
gun. YotN hold up the state with 1t
II you like bnd get your $1,000, but
don't get in mont of any more canvas.
Live under 1t. Buy a couple of hun
dred ponies with your money-Pm told
they're that cheap-and ride. ride, ride
Fill your lungs and eat and sleep and
be happy. No more pictures. You
look healthy. That's genius. Cultivate
it," He looked at his watch. ''Twen-
ty minutes to 3. Four capsules and
! one tablet at 3. That's all you wanted
, to know, isn't it?'
At O'Clock the cowpunchers rode up
for Lonny. bringing Hot Tamales, sad
died. Traditions must be observed.
To celebrate the passage Of the bill by
| the senate the gang must ride wildly
/ through the town. creating uproar and
excitement.
Come on, boys" said Lonny, urging
! Hot Tamales into gallop with his
!
| by tore after him through the dust.
Lonny led his cohorts straight for the
capitol. With wild yell the gang in
dorsed his now evident intention Of
riding into it. Hooray for San Saba!
Up the six broad limestone steps clat
| tered the bronchos of the cowpunch-
ers. Into the resounding hallway they
! pattered. scattering in dismay those
! passing on foot. Lonny, in the lead.
showed Hot Tamales direct for the
! great picture. At that hour n down
| pouring, soft light from the second
| story windows bathed the big canvas
| Against the darker background of the
/ hall the painting stood out with valu.
! able effect. In spite of the defects of
! the art you could almost fancy that
, you gaZed out upon a landscape. You
might well finch n step from the con
vincing figure of the life sized steer
stampeding across the grass. Perhaps
it thus seemed to Hot Tamales. The
! scene was in his line. Perhaps he only
: obeyed the will Of his rider. His ears
pricked up; he snortcd. Lonny leaned
forward in the saddle and elevated his
elbows. wing-like. Thus signals the
cowpunchcr to his steed to launch him
self full speed ahead Did Hot Ia
males fancy he saw a steer, red and
cavorting, that should be headed off
and driven back to herd? There was
fierce clatter of hoofs, rush, a gath.
ering of steely flank muscles. a leap
to the jerk of the bride rein. and Hot
! Tamales, with Lonny bending low In
the saddle to dodge the top of the
frame, ripped through the great can
vas like shell from Il mortar, leaving
the cloth hanging in ragged shreds
about n monstrous hole.
Quickly Lonny pulled up his pony,
and rounded the pillars. Spectators
came running, too astounded to add
speech to the commotion. The SER
I geant ut arms OF the house came forth.
frowncd. looked ominous and then
grinned. Many of the legislators
crowded out to observe the tumut
Lonny's cowpunchers were stricken to
silent horror by his mad deed
Senator Kinney, happened to be
! among the earliest to emerge. Before
he could speak Lonny leaned In his
saddle rs Hot Tamales pranced. point
ed his quirt at the senator and said
calmly:
THAT was fine speech you made
today, mister. but you might as we'll
let up on that preparation business. I
amt askin' the state to give me moth
In. / thought had picture to sell
to 1t, but it wasn't one. You said a
heap of things about Grandfather Bris-
coe that makes me kind of proud I'm
his grandson. Well. the Briscoes ain't
takin' presents from the state yet.
Anybody can have the frame that
wants 1t. Hit her up. boys"
Away scuttled the San Saba delega-
tion out of the hall, down the steps,
along the dusty street.
Halfway to the San Saba country
they camped that night. At bedtime
Lonny stole away from the campfire
and sought Hot Tamales. placidly eat
ing grass ut the end OF his stake rope.
Lonny hung upon his neck. and his art
aspirations went forth forever in one
long. regretful sigh. But as he thus
made renunciation his breath formed
word or two.
You was the only one. Tamales,
what seen anything in It, 1t did look
like steer. didn't IT. old hossY'