Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1924-01-04
hobble and picket his horse and
make baking-powder biscuit, and left

make baking-powder biscuit, and left
him.
tits be lonesome at first, and the
work'll come hard on you, but you'll
be jest as happy az If you was in
your right mind, onct you git used
to IT," he assured Wallie.
1.-THE work doesn't bother me, but
I imagine it will be lonesome"
you ought to git some kind OF
an animal and tame it," Pinkey sug-
gested. Il mind one winter when
l 'bached' l tanned and halter-broke
two chipmunks so / could lead EN-
anywhur. You would not believe
what company they was for me-"
| Wallie agreed that 1t was an idea,
fbut he was privately. Of the opinion
that there would be q limit to the
pleasure which the company Of chip
hunks, however accomplished, could
afford him.
eff only had a congenial neigh
bor," he sighed. ut would make a
great difference"
There's Canby-you might call on
him." Pinkey suggested, grinning.
COR if you ketch yourself pickin' at
the bedclothes you can saddle up and
scamper over and see me. 'Tain't
fur-forty miles across the mount
| ing. Jest below that notch-yOu
can't miss it."
Wallie had looked at the notch
often since then. He was staring at
it the evening Candy rode down on
him-staring and thinking so hard OF
Helen Spencely that Candy had
checked his horse and was looking
at him before he saw him.
4 1t would be impossible to say
which was the more astonished.
Instead Of, the fearsome person
Candy had anticipated, he saw one
so different and at the same time so
extraordinary that he could not i'm
mediately collect himself.
/ Wallie's trunks had followed him,
together with supply of provisions,
and now, his days work done, he
was sitting in front of his tent on
a patent camp chair CARRIED in what
lever had come handiest.
J Canby's eyes rested upon mild
looking young man in a purple silk
Longing robe, hob-nailed mountain
boots, and a watching cap with q
black patent-leather visor. He was
smoking a cigarette with gold tip
and a monogram, held in a hand that
was white and carefully manicured
In his surprise, Candy said: Good
evening" almost amiably.
Wallie, in turn, saw visitor who
looked as if he might just have re
turned from canter through Cen
trail Park. His appearance was sc
homelike and familiar that WALTZ
went forward with radiant smile Of
welcome. Before he knew 1t, Candy
found himself shaking hands vigor
ously with the person he had come
to quarrel with.
Wallie was sure that 1t was Candy
but it flashed through his mind that
perhaps he was not so black as he
was painted and Pinkey was given to
exaggeration, and very likely Boise
| Bill had acted upon his own init
alive. At any rate, after four days
Of solitude, Wallie would have been
delighted to see his Satanic Majesty;
30, with his most engaging smile he
invited Candy to dismount and stat
I'd that his name was Macpherson
Candy could do nothing less than
give his name also, though he re
fused the invitation. Whereupon
Wallie declared heartily:
II take this as very nice and
neighborly of you, Mr.. Candy, AMI
please believe I appreciate it,"
Candy bowed but said nothing.
"You see, I'm newcomer" Wal
lie babbled, "and l have so many
things to learn that you can teach
me. 1 consider myself fortunate In
having neighbor of your expert
ence. and if you will let me I shall
come to you for advice often"
Don't hesitate to call on me-" In
Canby's eyes there was something
like a CLINT of amusement.
| Wallie went on guilelessly, finding
it an extreme relief, after his en-
forced silence, to have an ear to talk
| into.
1.-THE fact isl confdentially, II
may not look it, but / am good
deal Of tenderfoot"
| "Indeed?" Candy raised politely
surprised eyebrow.
EYES," he prattled on, II am totally
ignorant Of agricultural matters; but
| 1 hope to learn and make a good
thing, ultimately, out of this dry
farming proposition. I've got little
money, and l intend to invest it IN
developing this somestead. BY mi1
| ing brains with industry / hope by
next fall to get an ample return upon
my money and labor. I trust ON
not too optimistic"
1T would not seem So" Mr.. Can.
by replied, guardedly. How are vol
fixed for horses?"
| II was just going to ask you abou: