The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1911-2016, 1917-06-21

nome, you may 60 with me-"
"That would be finc,"' he agreed.
Come, then. 1 have horse for
YOU AS she led the way back toward
the farm buildings, she explained
I'm selling Off q bunch of cattle. Be-
hito is rounding them up and cutting
out the best Ones"
You keep them, reckon"
Always. That's how I improve the
grade. You will see a splendid herd
OF animals, Mr.. Law-thc best in
south Texas. I suppose you're inter
cstcd in such things"
I'D rather watch a good herd Of
stock than the best show in New
York." he told her.
When they came to the corrals, an
intricate series Of pens and chntcs at
the rear Of the outbuldngs, Law be-
held two thoroughbred horses standing
at the hitching rail.
I'm proud Of my horses, too" said
Alaire.
You have reason to be-" With his
eyes alight, Dave examined the fine
points Of both animals. He ran ca
ressing hand over them, and they rec
ognizcd in him friend.
"Thcse beauties were raised on
Kentucky bluegrass. Brother and sis
ter. aren't they?"
"Yes. Montrose and Montrosa are
their names. The horse IS mine the
mare is yours" Seeing that Dave did
not comprehend the full import of her
words, she added: yours to keep, l
mean. You must make another Bessie
Belle out Of her"
"Mine? Oh-ma'am |" Law turrted
his eyes from Alnire to the mare, then
back again. "You're too kind. cunt
take her."
"You must"
| Dave made as If to say something
but was too deeply embarrassed. Un.
able to tear himself away from the
mares side, he continued to stroke her
shining coat while she turned an intel
, ligent face to him, showing a solitary
white star In the center Of her fore
head.
See! She is nearly the same color
as Bessie Belle"
"Yes'm! IL want her, ma'am; Tn
just sick from wanting her, but-won't
you let me buy her?"
"Oh, I wouldn't sell her." Then, as
Dave continued to yearn over the ami.
mal like small boy tempted beyond
his strength, Alaire laughed. 81 owe
you something, Mr.. Law, and horse
/. more or less means very little to me-
o He yielded; he could not possibl.
g continue his resistance, and in hi
Il happy face Alnire took her reward.
v The mare meanwhile was doubtfull
J. nosing her new master, decidin
J. whether or not she liked him; bu
g when he offered her a cube Of sugar
T. her uncertainties disappeared, an
W they became friends then and ther,
II He talked to her, too, in way tina
80 would have won any female heart, an
~ 1t was plain to anyone who kne
horses that she began to consider hi
- wholly delightful.
is "You do speak their language
,e Alaire said, after she had watcht
~ them for few minutes. "You hay
20 bcwitchcd the creature" Dave no
dcd silently, and his face was youn
IT, Then. half to herself, the woman mu
40 INJURED, eyes. you have heart"
~ II beg pardon?"
~ Nothing. I'm glad you like her."
- "Do you mind If call her somethiI
-, else than Rosa, just to myself?"
= "Why, she's yours! Don't you iii
-. the name?"
= "Oh, yes But-see!" Dave laid
:, finger upon Montrosa's forehead. ISL
~ wears lone star, and I'd like to CT
her that-The Lone STAR"
Alaire smiled in tacit assent; th'
y. when the two friends had complete
~ established their intimacy, she mour
ed her own horse and led the way
the roundup.
Dawes unbounded delight filed Il
mistress Of Las Palmas with the kee
est pleasure. He laughed, he humm
lc- snatches Of songs, he kept up CHI
al- ter addressed as much to the mare
or to hts companion, and under 1t MOI
l. rosa romped like a tomboy. 1t w
lou gratifying to meet with such apprecl
''u tion as this; Alaire felt warm al
W friendly to the whole world, and 4
ht' cidcd that out of her abundance s.
Us must do more for other people.
as or course Dave had to tell Of D.
ed Ricardo's thoughtful gift, nnd conc)u
TO cd by saying, II think this must
Xxi my birthday although it doesn't fit
IN with the calendar"
cit "Don Ricardo has his enemies, b
lat he Is good-hearted old man."
he "Yes," Dave agreed. Then, mo
ex- gravely, "I'm sorry let him go aero
ke, the river" There was pause.
IS; anybody harms him. I reckon I'll ha
er. feud on my hands. for I'm a gratef
ne person.