The Coolidge examiner., 1930-08-22
BIG ADOBE HOUSE IN
THE WEST
(Contirued from page IL

/ could tell you about a woman, an
actress, nationally known, as a spy
during the civil war under another
name, who once conducted a restau-
rant in this valley and with forty
five gun made a complaining drum
mer eat a beefsteak which he said
was tough as leather Her name
was Pauline Cushman. They buried
Pauline with the military honOrs
due a major, in Oakland, Calf,
about ten years ago But | am go
ing TO tell you a regular true love
story, all about my busted ro-
nance"
Didn't know you had love af-
fair"
Had lots of them but this one
is about the big adobe house in the
west Don't interrupt I'll light up
this Train Smasher punk of yours
and shoot
Dutch Charley ran a lodging
house in a boom town up in the Sui
phur Springs Valley was up
there prowling around to see what
made the place lively. Charley's
idea of papering the lobby, a 12x14
room, was to paste up copies of
matrimonial paper he received occa-
sionally He would read over his
wall paper, and as a joke to get
photographs in letters from lonely
females. he would start a CORE
spondence. One day he came back
from a few days visit elsewhere to
find a husky lady in charge of his
place. Everything nice and tidy
and a bundle of love letters to
prove she was wanted 1t cost
Dutch Charley $4,000 to get her to
look at the matter differently and
she left.
That's the story about Charley,
and he never knew that the wall
paper got me mixed up too, only in
a different way. | did no writing,
but some calling You see | was
about to go along with a herd of
cattle consigned to X. c.. and one
of those love notices had a small
town address near the big city
'It was my herd, and | delivered
and ran down to the little town
incognito, as it were. you know.
just a fellow looking for work. TAX
ing my time / located the lady
running little restaurant. Just a
widow, good locker, with a tired
look She had a pretty daughter.
II was not long before in a daugh
terly way, the pretty kid conflded
to me that her mother wasn't look
ing for husband, and was annoyed
at receiving all the letters chat
came as a result of her kids ideas,
who thought it joke to put in the
notice that brought the matrimonial
offers. That kid was some josher,
and after | had taken her and the
mother up to the city once or twice,
to a show, followed by a big dinner,
she just figured l would make
fine daddy
THAT lady was sure good to look
at, and her cooking was fine. |
might have got foolish but after
month said goodbye and came back
to my big adobe home. JUST about
as lonesome as a man could be-"
$50 that was a busted romance,
was it, Old Timer"
mo, it did not bust then, but
later, and this is how it came about.
81 never told those folks where
/ came from why, or where | was
going to, and | did not write back.
About six months after my trip
squatters commenced to take up
our open range, and it wasn't long
before my men told me about a
man and couple of women being
located in tents down on one of the
best grazing spots on the B. A. H.
range"
''B. A. H.?
"Yes, Big Adobe House brand.
well, was mad Went down to
reason with them folks. Water was
about 200 hundred feet down, and
there was no reason to think they
had a chance in the world to farm.
i put on my best fixings. silver
trimmed rigging on the big hand
some cayuse and rode up to the
tents. A man, a young fellow,
greeted me. In reply to my
inquiry of how things were coming
he said the women folks were in
town. l told him to bring them
along up to the adobe home place,
when they returned. for a neigh