Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1924-05-24

been the order Of the Introduction.
she gave the impression Of one who
has herself. and ;he situation, In
hand
Were always glad TO have guests
at the I'd" she was saying. I'VE
live so far from everywhere"
Under thought that a strange peg
on which to hang their welcome. But
she was continuing:
and you have been so successful,
haven't you? You have made quite a
hit with Dad"
How about Dads daughter7"
asked Transley. Transley had a man
ner Of direct and forceful action.
These were his first words TO her.
Under would not have dared be so
precipitate.
Perhaps" thought Under TO him
self, as he turned the incident over in
his mind, perhaps that IS why Trans
ley is boss, and I'm just foreman"
The young womans behavior seemed
to support that conclusion. She did
not answer Transley's question. but
she gave no evidence of displeasure.
"You boys must be hungry" Y.D.
was saying. pile in"
The rancher and his wife sat at
the ends Of the table; Transley on the
side at Y.D.s right; Under at Trans
iey's right. In the better light Under
noted Y.D.'s face. 1t was the face Of
a man of fifty, possibly sixty. Life
in the open plays strange tricks with
the appearance. Some men 1t ages
before their time; others seem to tap
a spring of perpetual youth. Save for
the gray mustache and the puckerings
about the eyes Y.D.s was still
young mans face. Then. as the ranch
er turned his head, Under noted
long scar, as Of a burn. almost grown
over in the right cheek. Across
the table from them sat the girl, i'm
partially dividing her position between
the two.
A chinese boy served soup, and the
rancher set the example by "piling
in" without formaiity. Then followed
a huge Joint Of beef. from which Y.D.
| cut generous slices with swift and
deXterous strokes of a great knife,
and the Chinese boy added the vege-
tables from side table. As the meat
disappeared the call of appetite be-
came less insiStent
She's been a great summer. amt
she?" said the rancher. laying down
his knife and fork and lifting the
carver. ''Transley. some more meat1
Pshaw, you amt ct enough for
chicken. Under? That's right, pass
up your plate. Powerful dry, though.
That's only a small bit; here's a bet
ter slice here. Dry summers gen'ral-
~ mean open winters, but you can't
never tell Zen, how bout you? Old
Y,D.'s been too long on the Job to
take chances Mother? How much
did you say, Transley? About two
thousand tons? Not enough. Don't
care If l do"-Helping himself 10 an
other piece of beef.
81 think youll find two thousand
tons. good hay and good measure
ment," said Transley.
I'm sure Of IT," rejoined his host,
generously. I'm carryin' more steers
than usual. and1l maybe run in
bunch of doggies from Manitoba TO
boot. l got to have more hay"
The Chinese boy served a pudding
of some sort, and presently the meal
was ended.
shes been a dry summer-power-
full dry" said the rancher, with wink
at his guests. zen, / think there's a
bit of gopher poison in there yet, amt
there2"
The girl left the room without re-
mark. returning shortly with jug
and glasses, which she placed before
her father.
Il suppose you wear a mans size,
TransIey," he said, pouring out a big
drink of brown liquor. despite Trans
ley's deprecating hand "Linder, how
many fingers? Two2 Well, Wen
throw in the thumb. YD.? II you
please. just a little snifter, All set?"
The rancher rose TO his feet, and
the company followed his example.
Here's ho!-and more hay" he
said, genlally.
"Ho!" said Under.
THE daughter Of the Y.D.i" said
Transley looking across the table at
the g.c!. She met his eyes full; then.
with a CLEAN Of white teeth, she raised
an empty glass and clinked 1t against
his,