Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1924-11-21
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ner of the BARN. ranch in Mon
aa a asm to tb go ranch e1sta ao Catch 81
cain for the east, where she In
ends to buy a trousseau for her
Wedding to Sheriff Bob Wells. Wells
$ unable to ride with her d> to the
Wreck young easterner who is
visiting at the ranch; offers to take
ner to the station in his little auto
mobile. The sheriff ridicules the
set out anyhow over the rough. un-
ertain trail.
The Wrecks real name is Will
Jams and his home is in Pittsburg
his rafting car. stayed for supper.
md then kept on staying"
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
IL a nervous wreck he told
Dad Morgan and the family. 1--WE
got insomnia and things like that.
took healthy, but don't let it fool you.
I'm wreck y
It seemed that his doctor, back in
Pittsburg, diagnosed him, and he be-
iieved the doctor He had been work.
ing too hard; he was on edge all the
time. He was not very old. but the
city was killing him. Anything that
savored of excitement was in a fair
way to put an end to him.
What you need" said the doctor,
lis long trip somewhere, by your.
self Cut out the cities; dodge the
! towns. Buy yourself a hivver and
strike out for the wild west. That's
he only place where a man can lead
y quiet life in these days
Dad Morgan allowed that the doc.
or was right; but the Wreck said
10, the doctor was a liar. The west
lad not been nearly so quiet as prom.
sed
But it seemed that the Wreck liked
The BARN.. He stayed and stayed,
and appeared to think they ought to
he grateful to have a paying boarder.
Dad and Ma and Sally were. in fact,
glad to have him, for, outside of the
sheriff and a few other natives, visi.
tors at the ranch came seldom Be.
sides, the Wreck was something of
!, curiosity, and when he did not talk
bout his nerves he could tell inter.
sting t<ilrs of the east, which no.
1dy bu, Sally believed. She had
u, as far as Chicago, so that she
nd sonnet thing to judge by.
And now the Wreck was taking
er to the train, marty because ev-
rybody but Sally said it could not
: done in a fliyycr. .
The trail got worse as most of
lem do. 1t wound and climbed in a
ortuous fashion, simple enough for
horse. but most of it never intend
d for q contrapti"l with u es.iilch
Il read. Ordinarily. at the top Of toe
Uses, Sally was wont to Check her
norse long enough for a sweeping
view Of billowirg range, bench lard
and the stern figure of Black Top,
which was their nearest mountain.
Black Top was not very high noun.
tain, but. standing curiously alone
in the range country, was a useful
mark for reckoning. Nearly every
body who travelled the neighborhood
took bearings from 1t, even though
they Glanced to be strangers.
u But today Solly took no. sweeping
views when they reached crcsts in
the trail. Rather, she drew deep
breaths, looked down ahead of her
and grirpcd the seat; for the Wreck
had trick Of taking the down grades
with a swoop, they being the only
stretches of trail which offered
chances for speed.
They had come to the end of q
long, twisting descent. which he vol.
p!aned with amazing ahandon, when
Sally ventured a comment.
How do you get it up again when
it turns ov"r?" she ASKED.
It was a look Of annoyance and
'sappointlnent that he gave her.
. Listen" he said Don't you start