The Winslow mail., 1923-07-20

| the same. That wasn't very hard, l
reckon. They played early an late an
in the moonlight. For while Monty
was coach, an the boys stood it. But
pretty soon frankie Slade got puffed
on his game, an he had to have 1t out
with Monty. Wal, Monty beat him
bad. Then one after another the other
| boys tackled Monty. He beat them all
After that they split up an began to
play matches, two on a side. For a
spell this worked fine. But cowboys
can't never be satisfied long onless
they win all the time. Monty an Link
Stevens, both cripples, you might say,
joined forces an elected to beat all
comers. Wal, they did, an that's the
trouble. Down at the hunks in the
evenins It's some mortifyin' the way
Monty an Link crow over the rest Of
the outfit They've taken on superior
airs. You couldn't reach up to Monty
with a trimmed spruce pole. An Link
wal, he's Just amazin' scornful.
want to say, for the good Of ranchin',
not to mention a possible fight, that
| MOHly I'LL Aluh llSN SOI " Dc DShL.
There'll be no peace round this ranch
till that's done"
Madeline could hardly control her
mirth.
"What in the world can do?"
oval, reckon I couldn't say.
only come to you for advice. All I'm
sure Of is that the conceit has got to
be taken out Of Monty an Link"
"Stillwell, listen," said Madeline,
brightly. "We1l arrange a match
game, foursome, between Monty and
Link and your best picked team. Cas-
Teton, who Is an expert golfer, will
umpire My sister, and friends, and
will take turns as caddies for your
team. That will be fair, considering
yours is the weaker Caddies may
coach, and perhaps expert advice is all
that is necessary for your team to de-
feat Monty's."
"a grand idee," declared Stillwen,
with instant decision. "When can we
have this match game?"
"Why, today-this afternoon. Wen
all ride out to the links"
The idea was as enthusiastically re-
ceived by Madeline's guests as it had
been by Stillwell. Madeline was
pleased to note how seriously they had
taken the old cattleman's story. She
had a little throb Of wild expectancy
that made her both fear and delight
in the afternoons prospect.
The June days had set in warm; in
fact, hot during the noon hours; and
this had inculcated in her Unsuitable
visitors a tendency to profit by the ex-
perience of those used to the South
west. They INDUCED in the restful
| siesta during the heated term Of the
day.
Madeline was awakened by Males
| tvs well-known whistle and pounding
on the gravel. Then she heard the
other horses. When she went out she
found her party assembled in gala golf
attire, and with spirits to match their
costumes Castleton, especially, ap-
peared resplendent In a golf coat that
beggared description. Madeline had
faint misgivings when she reflected on
what Monty and Nels and Nick might
do under the influence Of that blazing
garment.
"Oh, Majesty" cried Helen, as Mad
cline went up to her horse, "don't
make him kneell Try that flying
mount. We all want to see 1t. It's so
stunning"
"But that way, too, I must have him
kneel," said Madeline, "or I can't
reach the stirrup. He's so tremen-
dously high"
Madeline had to yield to the laugh
ing insistence Of her friends, and after
all Of them except Florence were up
she made Majesty go down on one
knee. Then she stood on his left side,
facing back, and took a good firm grip
on the bride and pommel and his
name. After she had slipped the toe
of her boot firmly into the stirrup she
called to Majesty. He jumped and
swung her up into the saddle.
"Now Just to see how 1t ought to be
done watch Florence" said Madeline.
The Western girl was at her best IN
rIding-habit and with her horse. 1t
was beautiful to see the ease ana
grace with which she accomplished
the cowboys flying mount. Then she
led the party down the slope and
across the fiat to climb the mesa.
Madeline never saw group Of cow
boys without looking them over, almost
unconsciously, for her foreman, Gene
Stewart. This afternoon, as usual, he
was not present. However, she now
had a sense-of which she was wholly
cOnscious-that she was both disap-
pointed and irritated. He had really
not been attentive to her guests, and
he, of all her cowboys, was the one of
whom they wanted most to see some
thing.
Stewart, however, Immediately
slipped out of her mind as she sur
veyed the group Of cowboys on the
links. BY actual count there We're six
teen. not including StillWell. The cow