Indiana daily times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1914-1922, 1921-06-25

Don't stand so close to It. It wipes out
villages with one stroke Of its prehensible
tail"
Sam, the cosmopolite, who called bar
tenders in San Antoine by their first name,
stood in the door. He was a better
zooIogist
"Wen, amt that Willie for your
whiskers?" be commented. wv here d
you dig up the hobo, Ranse? Coin TO
make an auditorium for inbreviates OUT
say said Curly, from whose pan
ophed breast all shafts of wit fell blunt
ed, ANY OF you kiddin' guys got drink
on you? Rave your fun. Say, I've been
hittin' the stun till don't know straight
He turned to Ranse. Say you shang-
haied me on your ID old prairie
schooner-did I tell you to drive me to
a farm? I want a drink. I'm goin' all
to pieces. What's dom %
Ranse saw that the tramp's nerves
were racking him. He dispatched one
Of the Mexican boys TO the ranchhouse
for a glass Of whisky, Carly gulped 1t
down; and into mis- eyes came brief
grateful glOw-as human as the express
sion IN tie eye of faithful setter dog.
"phanLy, boss," he said, quietly.
"YoJ'-e thirty miles from railroad,
and fortS miles from a-zsaloon'" said
Curly fell back weekly against the
",,since you are here" continued the
ranchman, come along with me: We
can't turn you out on the prairie. A
rabbit might tear you to pieces
where the rahch vehicles were kept,
There he spread out canvass cot and
brought blankets. -,
II don't suppose you can sleep" said
Ranse since you've been pounding your
ear for twenty -four hours. But YOU can
camp here till morning, III have Pedro
fetch you up some grub"
Sleep said Curly. y can sleep .,s d
H %fHk on say ySu iR0F'' nave you got : conn
FIFTY miles had Ransom TruesdelI
driven that day. And yet this Is what
pId "Kiowa" Truesdeu sat in his
great wicker chair reading by the light
Of an immense oil lamp. Ranse LAID
bundle Of newspapers fresh from town
BACK, Ranse1" said the old man.
looking ".
Son" old "Kiowa" continued, I've
been thinking all day about certain
matte that we have talked about. |
want you to tell me again I've hyed
for you. I've fought wolves and In
dIans and worse white men to protect
you. You never had any mother that
you can remember. I've taught you 20
shoot straight, ride hard. and live clean.
Later on I've worked to pile up dollars
that1l be yours You'u be a rich man.
Rsnse, when my chunk goes out. I've
made you. I've licked you into shape
Ike a Leopard cat licks its cubs, You
don't belong to yourseh--you got TO be
a Truesden hrst Now, Is there to be any
more nonsense about this Curtis grin
I'm tell You once more" said Ranse,
slowly. As I am a Truesden and as
you are my father. I'll never marry
Curtis"
better go get some supper"
Ranse went to the kitchen at the rear
Of the house Pedro. the Mexican cook.
sprang up to bring the food he was
Keeping warm IN the stove.
Just a cup OK coffee, Pedro" he
said. and drank 1t standing. Aud then :
There's a tramp on a cot In the
wagon shed. Take him something to
eat. Better make It enough for two.
Ranse walked out toward the jaeals.
A boy came running.
Manuel, can You catch Namlnos, IN
the little pasture, for me p
why not, sCnorI l saw him near the
puerta but two hours past. He bears
Get him and saddle him as quick as
you can.