The Meeker herald. [volume] (Meeker, Colo.) 1885-current, 1922-01-28

soon ~ You get here. In Tins, fear.
shnll be as headiOns ~ the rest OF
them. Some way the news of my act
has got here from Springfield. Sarah
was kind Of cut up Jack Kelso has
nicknamed me The man with the iron
arms. and Abe. who Is better man
every way, laughs ut my embarruss-
ment and says ought to feel honored.
For one thing Jack Armstrong has
become good citizen. His wife has
foxed pair Of brooches for Abe.
They say McNoll has left the country.
There has been no deviltry here since
that day. l guess the gang is broken
up-too much iron in Its way"
Sarah enjoyed fixing up the cabin.
Jack Kelso had given her some deer
md buffalo skins to lay on the floors.
The upper room, reached by a stick
ladder, had Its two beds. one Of which
Harry occupied. The children slept
below In trunde bed that was
pushed under the larger one when It
was made up In the morning.
"Some time I'm going to put in .
windletrap and get rid O. that stick
ladder" Samson had said.
Sarnh had all the arts Of the New
| England home maker. Under her
hand the cabin, In color. atmosphere
and general neatness, would have de-
lighted a higher taste than WINS to be
found on the praIrles. save In the
l hR0tn nf knlsn ,hn Ind
Acquaintance with beauty. To be sure
the bed was In one corner. spread
with its upper cover knit Of grny yarn
harmOnIzing In color with the bark
Of the log walls. A handsome dark
brown buffalo robe lay beside It. The
rife and powder horn were hung
above the mnntel. The fireplace had
its crane of wrought iron.
Every one in the little village came
to the house warming. The people
were in their best clothes. The women
wore dresses Of new calico-save Mrs.
Doctor Allen, who wore a black silk
dress which had come with her from
her late home in Lexington. BIN
Kelso came In a dress Of red muslin
trimmed with white lace. Ann Rut-
ledge also wore red dress and came
with Abe. The latter was rather
grotesque In his new lInsey trousers.
Of q better length than the former
pair. but still too short.
ut isn't fair to blame the trousers
or the tailor" he Ind said when he
had tried them on. MY legs are 30
long that the Imagination of the tailor
Is sure to fall short II the cloth don't.
Next time I'll have 'em made to meas
ure with a ten-foot pole instead of a
yardstick. II they're too long l can
roll 'em up and let out n link or two
when they shgInk. Ever since was .
boy I have been troubled with shrink
ing pants"
Abe wore blue swallow-tnIl coat
with brass buttons. the tails Of which
were 80 short us to be well above the
danger Of pressure when he sat down.
His cowhlde shoes had been well
blackened; the blue yarn Of his socks
showed. above them. These darned
socks q mine are rather proud and
conceited," he used to say. "They
like to show of"
He wore q shirt of white, un-
bleached cotton, q starched collar and
black tie.
In speaking Of his collar to Samson.
he said that he felt like a wild horse
in a box stall.
Mentor Graham, the schoolmaster,
was there-a smooth-faced man with
| Ia hol
mustache. who spoke by note, as II
were. Kelso called him the great
articulator and said that he walked
In the valley Of the shadow of Lindley
Murray. He seemed to keep watch
full eye on his words, as II they were
a lot Of schoolboys not to be trusted.
They came out with q kind of SELF
conscious rectitude.
The children's games had begun
and the little house rang with their
songs and laughter, while their elders
sat by the fire and along the walls
talking. Ann Rutledge and BIN Kelso
1 and Harry Needles and John Mcneil
| played with them. In one Of the
dances all Joined In singing the
verses:
1 won't have none o yer weevily wheat,
| 1 won't have none o. yer barley;
| I won't have none O. yer weevily wheat.
| To make . cake for Charley.
Charley IL = fne young man.
| Charley II q dandy,
Charley likes to kiss tho girls,
Whenever It comes handy.
When a victim WINS caught in the
flying scrimmage at the end Of pas
sage in the game Of Prisoners, he or
she was brought before the blind
folded Judge:
Heavy, heavy hangs over your
hend," said the constable.