The Appeal. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. ;) 1889-19??, 1923-05-05

Hano 70 Meet Hou," StiIiwe'I saio.
meet you," Stillwell said. "Tm sure
afraid it was a bit unpleasant fer you
last night at the station. Wal, I'm
some glad to tell you tibet there's no
man in these parts except your brother
tibet I'd as lief hev met you as Gene
Stewart"
"Indeed?"
Eyes, an thet's takin' into considera.
ton Genes weakness, too. I'm allus
fond Of sayin' Of myself tibet I'm the
last Of the old cattlemen. Wal, Stew.
arts not q native westsrner, but he's
my pick of the last of the cowboys.
Sure, he's young, but he's the last of
the old style-the picturesque-an'
chivalrous, too, I make bold to say,
Miss Majesty, as we'll as the old hard.
ridin' kind. Folks are down on Stew
art. An I'm only sayin' a good word
for him because he is down, an mebbe
last night he might hev scared you,
you bein' fresh from the East"
Madeline liked the old fellow for his
loyalty to the, cowboy, he evidently
cared for; but as there did not seem
anything for her to say, she remained
silent.
Miss Majesty. I reckon, bein' as
you're in the West now, tibet you must
take things as they come, an mind
each thing a little less than the one
before. If we old fellers hedn't been
tibet way we'd never hev lasted.
LAST night wasn't particular bad,
ratin' with some other nights lately.
There wasn't much doin'. But had
a hard knock. Yesterday when we
started in with q bunch Of cattle I
sent one of my cowboys, Danny Mains,
along ahead, carryin' money, he'd to
pay off hands an my bills, an I want
ed tibet money to get in town before
dark. Wal, Danny was held up. I
don't distrust the lad. There's been
strange Greasers in town lately, an
mebbe they knew ABOUT the money
comm.
oval, when I arrived with the cat
tie was some put to it to make ends
meet. An today I wasn't In no angelic
humor. When he'd my business all
done I went around pokin' my nose
heah an there, tryin' to get scent Of
tibet money. An I happened in at a
hall we hev tibet does duty fer Jail
an hospital an election-post an what
not. Wal. just then it was DOM duty
as hospital. Last night was fiesta
night-these Greasers hev q fiesta ev-
cry week or so--an' one Greaser who
had been bad hurt was layin' in the
hall, where he bed been fetched from
the station. a.,
1.-THE hall was full Of cowboys, ranch.
ers, Greasers, miners, an town folks,
along with some strangers. 1 was
about to get started up this way when
Pat HAVE come In.
"Pat, he's the sheriff. He come into
the hall, an he was roarin' about
things He was goin' to arrest Danny
Mains on sight. Wal, I Jest pelite-like
told Pat tibet ths money was mine an
he needn't get riled about It. An
II I wanted to trail the thief I reckon
! could do It as well as anybody.
"Then he cooled down q BIT an. was
askin' questions about the wounded
Grsaser when Gene Stewart comes in.
Whenever Pat an Gene come together
Il reminds me Of the early days back
In the seventies. Jest naturally ev-
srybody shut up. Fer Pat hates Gene,
an I reckon Gene amt very sweet on
Pat.
sHsllo Stewart You're the Teller
TIM lookin' fer said Pat. There was
some queer goinGs-on last night thet
you know somethin' about. Danny
Mains obbed-Stillwell's money gone
your roam horse gone an this
Greaser gone, too. Now, seein. tibet
you was up late an prowiin' round
the station where this Greaser was
found. It amt unreasonable to think