Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1917-08-17

home, you may go with me-"
| "That would be fine," he agreed.
! "Come, then. I have a horse for
you." AS she led the way back toward
the farm buildings, she explained !:
I'm selling off a bunch of cattle. Be-
nito is rounding them up and cutting
out the best ones"
"You keep them, reckon"
always. That's how improve the
grade. You will see splendid herd
of animals, Mr.. Law-the best in
south Texas. T suppose you're inter-
ested in such things"
"Id rather watch a good herd Of
stock than the best show ia New
York." he told her.
When they came to the corrals, an
intricate series Of pens and chutes at
the rear of the outbuildings, Law be-
held two thoroughbred horses standing
at the hitching rail.
SIN 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
ognized in him friend.
| s'These beauties were raised on
Kentucky bluegrass. Brother and sis
ter, aren't they?"
eyes. 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, /
mean. You must make another Bessie
Belle out Of her."
| A"Mine? Oh-ma'am ~ Law turned
his eyes from Alaire to the mare, then
back again. you're too kind. / can't
take her."
"You must"
| Dave made as If to say something,
but was too deeply embarrassed. I'm
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! II want her, ma'am; I'm
just sick from wanting her, but-won't
you let me buy her?"
| ooh, wouldn't sell her." Then, as
Dave continued to yearn over the ami
NAL like a small boy tempted beyond
| hic c+r nrr+h Of
you something, Mr.. Law, and a horse
more or less means very little to me-"
He yielded; he could not possibly
continue his resistance, and in his
happy face Alaire took her reward.
The mare meanwhile was doubtfully
nosing her new master, deciding
whether or not she liked him; but
when he offered her a cube of sugar,
her uncertainties disappeared, and
they became friends then and there.
He talked to her, too, in way that
would have won any female heart, and
1t was plain to anyone who knew
horses that she began to consider him
wholly delightful.
"You do speak their language"
Alaire said, after she had watched
them for few minutes. "You have
bewitched the creature" Dave nod
ded silently, and his face was young.
! Then, half to herself, the woman MUIR
INJURED, eyes, you have heart"
81 beg pardon?"
Nothing. I'm glad you like her."
ssDo yoa mind if call her svzzething
else than Rosa, just to myself?"
"Why, she's yoursl Don't you like
the name?"
"Oh, yes! But-see" Dave laid a
finger upon Montrosa's forehead. "She
wears lone star, and I'd like to call
her that-The Lone STAR"
Alaire smiled in tacit assent; then
when the two friends had completely
established their intimacy, she mount
ed her own horse and led the way to
the roundup.
Dawes unbounded delight filed the
mistress Of Las Palmas with the keep
est pleasure. He laughed, he hummed
snatches Of songs, he kept up a chat
ter addressed as much to the mare as
to his compsnion. and under it Mont
rosa romped like a tomboy. It was
gratifying to meet with such apprecia-
ton as this; Alaire felt warm and
friendly to the whole world, and de-
cided that out Of her abundance she
must do more for other people.
OF course Dave had to tell Of Don
Ricardo's thoughtful gift, and conclud-
ed by saying, ST think this must be
my birthday, although it doesn't fit In
with the calendar
"Don Ricardo has his enemies, but
he is good-hearted old man."
eyes," Dave agreed. Then, more
gravely, "I'm sorry let him go across
the river" There was a pause. 'If
anybody harrus him. reckon TIL have
feud on my hands. for I'm grateful
person."
Il believe Il. ] can see that you are
loyal"