Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1918-05-10
Courage and
Cash
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Copyright. 1915. by the Mcclure Newspa.
per Syndicate,)
BY R. RAY BAKER

Copyright. 1915 by the Mcclure Newspa-
per Syndicate)
Long before she left Indiana- whert
she first saw the light of day and sub
sequeutly saw the light of some 1856
days-Catherine Owens had decided on
the three G" policy when it came to
matrimony. A man must have cour-
age and cash; then he would stand
chance Of possessing Catherine.
1t was principally on account of her
fathers health that they had gore out
TO run the small sheep ranch in
sparsely settled part O. Montana. and
there, exiled from civilization, Cath
crime didn't change her views. In fact,
as none of the men who occasionally
appeared at the ranch seemed to have
either of the necessary qualifications,
she gradually lost interest in the sub
ject Of marriage and devoted her spare
time, which was plentiful, to people in
story books.
Nevertheless, while she looked with
disdain on all the mere male creatures
that happened along, Catherine had
hopes lingering somewhere within her
that the three c. man would enter
Der little world sometime. She was
twenty-one, and att that age most girls
begin to have serious thoughts Of we'd
ded bliss
Thus things stood when strange
young man rode up to the veranda of
the ranch house oEe sunny afternoon
and asked what we're the chances of
being a guest at the supper table. He
said the prospects We're. if he didn't
obtain real meal soos that he would
fall by the wayside befofs he reached
odessa, ten miles away.
Catherine was seated on the yeranda
reading. Her father was out .tending
his flock and her mother was taking
a nap.
The first real nan besises my IA
sher that have seen in the whole year
I've been here" said Catherine-to her
self. His hair was coal black, as we're
his eyes, and he straddled his lively
bay mount with a jauntiness that
ca0tiv;aed atherine-almost. His
broad-brimmed hat sat rakishly on his
head and he wore blue shirt, cordu-
roy breeches. cowhide boots, red
bandana handkerchief everything
cowboy is supposed to wear but fire.
quentIy doesn't except on parade. The
stranger even .toted" a revolver in a
holster on cartridge belt around his
waist.
With gallant sweep of his hat he
introduced h.nself as Fred Garland
and dismounted, as though 1t was
foregone conclusion he would be in
vited TO stay. AS matter of fact, 1t
was. Catherine wouldn't have let
him get away.
The meal was a jolly one Garland
told humorous stories and proved very
entertaining. His speech and manners
showed education and refinement; and
as Catherine watched him with her
big, gray eyes. she became decidedly
interested
After that Garland was frequent
visitor, and 1t Was plain from his ac-
tions that Catherine was the attrac-
ton. He proved to be a mystery, for
he lever told where he came from.
where he was going or the nature OF
his vocation.
One day, six weeks after they be-
came acquainted. while they were
walking In the woods, the converse
ton took personal turn. Catherine
Intentionally guided it into that chan
mel. for she was curious concerning
Gafland's past-aS well as his present.
They sat on leg, and he chewed a
piece of grass while she built house
of sand ON the ground with the end
of her parasoi.
Presently Garland leaned close to
her and said earnestly:
II might just as we'll tell you now
what's been in my mind since ! met
you. want to marry you"
Catherine had been expecting it,
rather hoping for it. However. she
didn't fling herself into his Arms; in
stead. she carefully wrecked the sand
house with the pasasol.
81 don't know" she said demurely.
"You see, don't Enow anything about
you"
He hesitated several minutes, twist
ing his hat out Of shape. fhen he
spoke IN rather strained tome:
ats rather painful topic / came
of good family and was educated
at Yale; but guess yeas black
sheen. for l never made use of what |
learned. | contented myself with
drifting aimlessly about existing by
doing various kinds Of Jobs. Finally
landed on a cattle raTch in this neigh
borhood. Not very rosy prospect.
admit, bur If you were my wife I'd
have an incentive 10 do something
worth while
Catherine was fond Of him, she was
hound to admit, aud she told him so,
However. she had taught herself to
hold the "three c. creed almost sacred.
and she said she would have to reserve
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