The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1917-01-10


sought 10 cnrrr hts discontinue. "Sbe
set to and done 1t all her own self. ]
didn't have to pay cent for that Sit
down, Cap. Make yourself to home
Hey, Mariel you there? Here's CAP
Hardy. Bring in that bottle me and
Mr.. Van was sampllng, will your"
Hardy picked the stiffest chair in the
room, sat down-and promptly rose to
position of polite attention. A young
lady had appeared in the doorway at
the side Of the room-a young lady in
semidecollete gown, of lines ire
proachable, the creamy Wilderness of
her full, round throat displayed. Her
mass of coal-black hair was dressed in
the very latest mode. Her cheeks were
as highly colored as If rouged.
Vandervyn gazed at her with the
brand Of admiration that passes over
the footlights from the first-row seats
70 the prettlest girl in the chorus
Hardy bowed as he would have saluted
his colonel's lady or the daughter of
Moro chief, If either had been his
hostess.
The girls eyes sparkled as she noted
his change of dress, his immaculate
linen, and clean-shaven chin. His
bow won a smile that may have been
due either to gratified vanity or to a
commendable self-respect. She greeted
him in Il tone that caused Vandervyn to
straighten in his chair. 1T is a great
pleasure to have you dine with us"
The pleasure is mine, Miss Dupont"
declared Hardy.
You've hit it, Cap" put in Dupont.
You can just bet your bottom dollar
on 1t you won't kick yourself for COM
Ing when you git to her feed-trough."
The girls sable-black eyes dilated
and her perfectly nodded chin rose a
fraction of an inch. She placed the
tray on tea table, bowed composedly,
and left the room. Vandervyn looked
at Hardy with an ironlcal smile. The
silent mockery was wasted. Hardy
was watching Dupont uncock the
whisky bottle.
zone moment, Mr.. Dupont" he said.
AS you are my host, the question is
an awkward one to nsk-yet is there
not law or rule of the Indian bu-
reau against bringing liquor upon a
reservation
Dupont stared around at the In
quirer In blank surprise. Before he
could find words to answer, Vandervyn
replied for him: According to the
strict letter of the law, captain, you
are right. You can't fancy that Jake
would be fool enough to sell liquor to
the Indians7"
by Gar. you bet don't-not when
It's ten-year-old rye" qualified Dupont.
you can't git no better stun out Of
Canada. Marie made me buy some
wine, too, TO celebrate your coming.
She said it was up to us to loosen up,
seeing as you had shooed or them
bucks"
"Ah. since you put It that way"
Hardy accepted the explanation. 81
must ask you, however, not to bring
anything more of the kind across the
river"
"Of course he will not If you OBJ
jsct," assured Vandervyn. sNogen
didn't read the law as you do; but If
you believe in dry weather for our
selves as well us for the Indians, you're
the boss"
Sure, and here's one all round to
show there amt no hard feeling" said
Dupont
He poured out three drinks. each
measured to the brlm of a whisky
glass. His own and vandervyn's dis
appeared at a gulp. Hardy took a sip.
and asked for settler. The bottle
was handed around another time and
found him not yet finished with his
first drink. But Dupont had already
begun to mellow.
Here's to your boiled shirt. Cap" he
toasted.
"stand-up collar and a white shirt.
It's sure hlgh-tOned celebration. Bet
ter wear 'em careful. You'll have TO
mall 'em a hundred miles to the near
est Chinaman when they git dirty"
Cheaper to throw them away, and
send a mail order to Chicago for new
ones" put in Vandervyn. He added. as
he adjusted the fashionable tie that
was hardly In keeping with his gray
flannel shirt: But you'll soon take
TO the local styles"
Marie again appeared in the door
way. She bowed to the guests with i'm
pressive formally.
IF you will enter, gentlemen"
Hardy went In between Vandervyn
and Dupont. He avoided the girls
Il