The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1919-07-28

face and CROPPED along 10 the embers
where Al Brown lay. | wanted COM
pany. crouched down at his side and
lay there. | was almost asleep when
terror through me. l lay stil and
listened. 1t was Al Browns heart beat
ing against my ear.
The bells and whistles Of all New
York laundering to the New Year sent
me crazy with delight the first. time
| heard 1.-THE prison gate changing
to IN me made me insolent with joy
but never was there a sound so good
heart.
/ grabbed his hat and ran to the big
buffalo ,wallow. Again and again ]
dashed the hatful OF water In his face,
Finally he lolled over to one side and
struggled to his knees. Which way'd
she got" He asked 1t quietly enough,
but l was suspicious l pointed in the
opposite direction. Al rubbed the blood
from the side o., his face. Let her
ling off toward the creek. followed
him. He turned about. Go long, SON.
n.y." he said.
/ waited tin he took a few PAGES and
then l sneaked after him, II Al Brown
or his wife had stuck by me then J
don't believe I'd be Al Jennings. the
outlaw, today. 1t made him angry to
have me trailing him. See here, sonny
you 20 'long-hustle for YOURSELF"
Sprint Over Prairie.
1t was a mile across the curly mes,
quite flats to the town Of La Junta
My heels were my only horses then
but the bullets of a ,sherifrs posi-
never sent me sprinting tho way tina
prairie darkness did. l reached tow
Just in time to catch special apartments
Il Uhara tho haxg Nro u alAan and anff on :
west-going train. 1t trundled into Trim,
dad, Cot, at 3 am, and l hung AROUND
the depot until morning casting abou
for a business opening.
My opportunity came with a Mexican
kid Of my own age. He carried a boot
black kit. I had a quarter. We swappe'
and l set out with my brushes ready u
clean all the boots in the state. Blu
the Mex swindled me-, The people II
Trinidad never BACKED their shoes.
shouted Shine. shine until my throa
ached and my stomach hooted witt
neglect. / felt like a mental.
At last / collared a patron, A giant Il
a white hat with a string hanging dow
in front and another In back, a gra,
shirt, and sloppy, check trousers tina
seemed to stick by a miracle TO hi
hips, slouched my way.
101 Ranch. He had the longest nose
the hardest face and the warmest hear
OF any man l ever knew, Three year
! later, when ! was II, Stanton was muir
dered. I'd like to have died that day
:. My prospective patron wore shoe
with the long, narro8 heels, .slopln
toward the instep, that the cowboys 9
F., that time wore. wanted a close
squint Of them.
Like To Be Cowboy"
: I stood in his way and asked in
MI. 10, vs Sandy az meyer had no paste o
He didn't like my methods, The blac
stuck In mealy spots. 40.
Reckon you didn't daub 1t RICH
go to hell and damn YOU" l toll
him. ,
drawled. How'd you like to be a COW
boyP'
II was kid heaven to me. That nigh
I took my first long ride. Jim Stanto
fitted me out from head TO foot. ha
never sat a horse, but we went Z
miles without a stop. There wasn't
kid on the range. They gave me
mans work and a mans responsibilities
They made me the wrangler, and whe
I took to running so horses over IN
hills they used cowboy discipline
teach me that horses should be Wake
in, They tied me TO the wagon tongu
and beat me into insepsibillty,
After that beating was an outcas
Nobody didn't even notice me. longc
for the Prairie Kid. II would have ru
away but there was no place to 81
The Resentment that always rifled m
when the law went against me wa
burning my heart out. j hated them al