The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1917-03-15
CHAPTER w.
"Here's My Boy, Governor"

CHAPTER w.
"Here's My Boy, Governor"
n ND 1t was cn route to the man
"a sion of the gouvcrneur Of the
IA state of Harpeth that my uncle.
the General Robert. did enlight-
en- me as to the urgent need Of me in
his affairs of business.
1T is question of mules, sir, and of
u dishonor. to the state that I'm going
to prevent if my hot old head js laid
low IN doing it, as 1t probably will be
if get into the ruckus with Jefferson
Whitworth that now threatens. They
have insinuated themselves into the
confidence Of Governor Faulkner until
they have made it well nigh impossible
for him to see the matter except as
they put it. They will get his sigma.
ture to the rental grant of the lands
make a getaway with the money and
let the state crash down upon his head
when it finds out that he has been lcl
into bringing it and himself into dis
honor. Why. dash it. sir. I'd like to
have every one of them. especially
JEFF Whitw0rth. at the end of. a halter.
and feed him raw mule, hoof and
ears. I'm probably going to be dont to
death all alone before the pack Of
woives. but I'm going to die hard--f0r
Bill Faulkner, who holds in his hand
the honor of his state and my state, I'll
die hard!" And he spoke the words
with such q ferceness that his white
mustache. which was waxed with the
propriety of the world. divided like
crossed silver swords beneath his
straight nose with its thin and trem-
bling. nostrils.
"It will be that l can help you pro-
tect this honor of the Gouverneur
Faulkner and the state of Harpetl
will 1t not. my Uncle Robert?" asked
with a great anxiety. If you must fall
| on the field Of honor 1t will be the
glory of Robert Carruthers of Grez
and Bye to fall beside you. sir. l am a
very good sport, my father has said"
God bless my soul, how like Henry
you are, boyr exclaimed my uncle. the
General Robert, and he did lay one of
his long and very strong arms across
my shoulder and give to me the en-
brace for which | had so lcnged, but
for not enough time for me to yield
myself to it. Henry always wanted
Ito tag Brother Bob,' and he. too
would-have died-fghting for meat
my side. I've been hard----and when l
L ~ - fAa
boy,.I wanted you more Now. what
do you mean, sir, by making me for
get for one moment the fix Bill Faux
ner and l are in?" And my uncle.
the General Robert, gave to me a good
shake. as he extracted his very large
/ white handkerchief and blew upon his
nose with such power that the black
/ chauffeur looked around at us and
made the car to jump even as he and ]
had done.
"And those mules that it would be
your wish to feed to that Mr.. JEFF
Whitworth, my Uncle Robert, will you
not tell me further about them? In
Paris it is said that they are a very
good food when made fat after being
o'1 .ao,. =. ..,,, - - ~. :. -o,,.ro had -
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a,A ..:.....a. .e,,,a,.,. st.nd
-. -" 80. ,,,s. 49,
fora ~ v,cLshura otaNhnt wa Won't o.
,a.o +hat a;thor Now th;. !. tho
a,.,o,,on - rornh as lad fror the
n.;,5s - por;s oor1d nndors+ond =
tn rranoh oo,ornmar+ wants ( oof
n,n1os Inv tho fo,l of tho voar and
thoro w M s,oh r,n,o. IN tha worl,1
.,,,. 900 nrod,,oos rhav orc sond
~ . ~, oror hora u 10 - moEo ,
Iao, with tho state 81 Horneth 70 nur
cbaso tho mnles from nr;vate breeders
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