The Coolidge examiner., 1931-08-21
CHAPTER IlI-Continued.

5
"ShOts?" He was unstrapping
his broad leather belt with its twin
six-shoOters whose menacing heads
peered Just above their holsters.
He wore it always now. Ii came,
in time, 70 represent for her sim
lister symbol of all the terrors, all
the perils that lay waiting for
them in this new existence why,
sugar, don't recOllect hearing
any Oh-thatp He threw back
his great head and laughed THAT
was just a cowboy, feeling high,
shooting out the lights over in
Strap Turkets saloon. On his way
home and having a little fun with
the boys. Scare you, did it?"
He came over to her, put hand
on her shoulder. She shrugged
away from him, furious. She
pressed her hand frantically to her
forehead 1t was cold and wet.
She was painting little. 81 won't
bring my boy up in a town like
this. | won't. I'm going back. I'm
"Wait till morning, anyhow,
won't you. honey?" he said, and
took her in his arms.
Next morning was, somehow,
magically, next morning, with the
terrors of the night vanished quite.
The sun was shining. For mo-
ment Sabra had the Illusion that
she was again at home in her own
bed at Wichita. Then she realized
that this was because she had been
awakened by a familiar sound. 1t
was the sound of Isaiah's voice
somewhere below in the dusty yard.
He was polishing Yancey's boots.
splitting on them industriously and
singing as he rubbed. Sabra knew
he was utterly happy.
There was much to be done-a
dwelling 70 be got somehow-a
place in which to house the news
paper plant. If necessary, Yancey
said, they could live In the rear
and set up the printing and law
office in the front Almost every
one who conducted a business in
the town did this. "HOuses are
mighty scarce" Yancey said, max
ing a great masculine snOrting and
snuffling at the wash bowl as they
dressed. It's take what you can
get or live in tent. | heard last
night that Doc Nisbett's got good
house. Five rooms. and he'll fur
nish US with water. Therere a
dozen families after it, and Docs
as independent as a hog on ice"
Sabra rather welcomed this idea
of combining office and home. She
would be near him all day. AS
soon as breakfast was over she and
Yancey Jared forth. leaving Gin in
Isaiah's care. She had put on her
black grosgrain silk with the three
box pleats on each side, trimmed
with the passementerie and jet
buttons-somewha wrinkled from
its long stay in the trunk-and her
modish hat with the five ostrich
plumes and the pink roses that had
cost twelve dollars and fifty cents
in Wichita, and her best black but
toned kid shoes and her black kid
gloves. In the tightly basqued
black silk she was nineteen inches
round the waist and very proud
of it.
Yancey, seeing her thus attired
in splendOr, struck an attitude OF
dazzlement Blank verse leaped tO
his ready lips. But who is this,
what thing of land or sea-female
of sex il seems-that so be-
deck'd, ornate, and gay, comes this
way sailing like a stately ship OF
Tarsus, bound for tn isles of Javar
or Gadire, with all her bravery
on.
"Oh, now, Yancey, don't talk non
sense. It's only my second-best
black grosgrain."
You're right, my darling. Even
Milton has no words for such
beauty"
do hurry, dear. We've so much
to do"
With his curling locks, his broad
brimmed white sombrero, his high
heeled boots, his fine white shirt
the ample skirts of his Prince AL
bert spreading and swOoping Will
the vigor of his movements, Yam
cey was an equally striking figure
though perhaps not so unusual a:
she, in this day and place.
The first thing Sabra noticed, al
she stepped into the dust of the
street in her modish dress and hat
caused her heart to sing. The few
women to be seen scuttling abou
wore sunbonnets and calico-th'
kind of garments in which Sabr;
had seen the women back home il
Wichita hanging up the Monda,
wash to dry on the line in the bacl
yard. Here they came out o