Carrizozo outlook. [volume] (Carrizozo, N.M.) 1910-1945, 1917-08-03

using n saddle blanket for n cover
Ing, and upon this she lowered herself
stihiy.
~ suppose you wonder how hap
pen TO be here" she said.
"Now don't talk III you're rested.
miss. This coffee Is strong enough TO
walk on lts hands, and | reckon about
two cups Of II II rnstle you into shape"
As she raised the tin mug 90 her lips
he wnved n hand and smiled. "Drlnk
hearty" lie set n plate Of bread and
bacon In her lap, then opened n glass
jnr OF Jam.
The woman nte and drank slowly.
She was too tired to be hungry, and
meanwhile the young man squattcd
upon his heels and watched her
through the smoke from u husk clga-
rette.
"Have you had your support" she
finally inquired.
"Who, met oh, I'll eat with the
help" lie smiled, and when his fash
ing teeth showed white against his
leathery tan the woman decided he
was not Rt all ~bad-looking. lie was
very tall and quite I'm, with the long
legs Of n horsemnn-this latter feature
accumulated by his hlgh-heeled boots
and by the short canvn cowboy coat
that reached only to his cartridge belt.
His features she could not well make
out, for the fire was little more than
n bed OF Goals, and he fed II. Indian
like, with n twlg or two nt n time.
~ beg your pardon. I'm selfish"
She extended her cup and plate as nm
Invitation for him TO share their con
tents. "PlPse ent with me-"
But he refused. II ain't hungry" he
affirmed. Honest !"
Accustomed as she was TO the diff
ldence OF ranch hands. she refrnlned
fros urging him. and proceeded with
he- repnst. When she had finished she
lay back and watched him as he ate
sparingly.
"AIy horse fell crossing the Arroyo
Grnnde," she announced, abruptly. HE
broke n leg, and | had to shoot him."
as there any water In the GrandeT"
asked the man.
mo. They told me there was plenty.
| knew of this chnrco, 50 l made for
IT,"
"who told you there was water in
the arroyoT
"Those Mexlcans at the little goat
ranch"
"Bnlll. SO you walked In from Ar
royo Grande. It's n good ten miles
stralghtnway, and ! reckon you came
crooked. Eh3"
"YeH. And II was very hot. | was
never here but once, nnd-thc country
looks different when you're afoot."
ut certainly does" the man nodded.
Then he continued, musingly; mo wa
ter there, eh7 l figured there might
be n little" The fact appeared to
plense him, for he nodded ngaln as
he went on with bis meal. mot much
rain down here, J reckon"
VERY little. Where are you from p
"Me7 Hebbronville. My nane IL
Law"
Evidently, thought the woman. this
fellow belonged to the Enst outht, or
some OF the other big cattle ranches
Ia the Hebbronville district. Probably
he was a range boss or "A foreman.
After n time she said, 81 suppose the
nearest ranch is that Bali plnce3"
"Yes'm."
"rd like 10 borrow your horse"
Mr.. Law stared into his plate. "Well,
miss, IW lIaid-
She 0dded MStlly, "I1l send you n
fresh one by Balil's boy In the morn.
ing
Law shook his head. II can't ,oan
you my horse, miss. ! got TO meet u
man here
"When will he conner
He'd ought to be here NJ early dark
tomorrow evening" Needless Of her
dlsmay, he continued. "Yes'm, about
shutdown"
"But-i can't stay here. IN ride 10
Dalll's and have your horse back by
afternoon
"My man might come earlier than /
expect" Mr.. Law persisted.
"Really, ! can't see what difference
II would make. II wouldn't interfere
with your appointment TO let me"
Law smiled slowly, and, setting his
plate aside, selected a fresh cigarette
then, as he reached for a coal, he ex.
planned:
~ haven't got what you'd cnll ex.
nctly an appointment. This Teller I'm
expectin' Is a Mexican, and day before
yesterday he killed a mar over In Jim
Wells county. They got me by phone
nj H%ebbronville and told me he'd left,
He's headln' for the border, and he's
due here about shutdown, now that Ar.