Red Lodge daily news combined with Carbon County news., 1934-05-02

tWfDS, II tnaL sam ohsind, HoloTr
GUS border thief, had been found
Just across the Rio Grande cruci-
fed. a grim Mexican warning to his
kind.
Also that the Servant Of the Lord
was coming In to the Black Sheep
that very night on one Of his con-
slant journeys. The two bits Of
news seemed to suggest each other
the cruclfxion and the gentle, half
mad old man who rode the desert
country year in, year out, in the
effort to save souls. Sonya had
seen him q time or two before.
In her turn she told Myra of the
sickness of Little Moon, of Mr.. Sat
ter and the children he had gath
cred In from Blue Sand wash, and
finally of the man of Lone Mesa
and what had happened that day
on the wind-swept top of the table
land.
my heavens" said Myra breath
lessly as she visioned the girl hang
ing on the face of the precipice.
"why did you take that jump"
Sonya flushed.
"Why? Do you think I'd care to
live after-after being the plaything
Of a drunken renegade? IY'
What did he look like?" asked
Myra curiously. "Was he q cow
boy?"
S0nya considered.
"Well he was dressed like one,
yet | wondered what outfit he could
work for, since we're all sheep over
there, you know. And he was good
to look at. Tall and slim hipped,
with the strangest long blue eyes
l ever saw. Odd eyes that could
change In a second. They were
fierce at first, like a hawks, reck-
less and selfish. They made me fu-
rIous just to look at them. And
then, when he saw / was In dead
: earnest Notwithstanding thing
they turned perfectly terrible with
anxiety, like a mans who sees a
child dying and can't help, II you
see what ] NEAR. Well. anyway. it's
ancient history, and | hope | never
lay eyes on him again, the good-for.
nothing. And now tell me about
yourself. How's the ranch going?H
1t was twilight when they came
out into the ranch yard, and some
one was coming into the round
stockade corral where the big tanks
shimmered with sweet waters from
the we'll under the windmill. This
was a strange creature II eve there
was one, that sat YEARLY on his
little gray burro, leading another
and hazing q third ahead of him
a thin, stopped figure In rusty black
garments that bore about them
something Of the dignity of chanceI
and sacristy. A wide-brimmed
black hat sat ~squarely on the
head of long white hair that fell
In dusty ringlets to his shout
ders- The tired burros drank as II
f%amished, and the master stepped
Off the one he rode, standing pa
tiently beside 1t while 1t slaked iii
thirst.
Myra laid down her pan and
went toward this newcomer, hel
hand extended.
Hello. sir" she said. "We'rt
glad to see you. There's plenty o.
feed In tn barns yonder. Put NJ
your stock an come on In. Sup
peril 500 be ready"
"Good day, my daughter" said thu
old man, shaking hands with her
".Tm glad to be here, too. This
road Ia long sometimes. I've COM
from Juniper Tank today"
"Whew |" whistled Myra. "That II
a long trail, an a hard one, espe
cially for burros."
"Oh, they do well, my little fel
lows. They're true servants of thu
Word, never complaining, alwayi
willing. Their reward La certain
I'm sure. II / weren't, I'd be I'm
happy; they are so patient, so gen
tie"
He looked at Myra anxiously will
his faded old dark eyes.
Sure" said the woman hastily
sure they'll be rewarded. Just al
sure as anything"
The Servant smiled relIevedly.
II knew you'd understand. Mrs
Little" he said. "Some people don't
They smile when / tell them that
Now I'll go up"
A little later they all sat down Il
a simple meal, and Sonya studies
him with careful chances. She hat
heard 80 much about him.
Where he had come from, tn
country did not know. or where h
made his habitat, or II he eve hat
one. In rain and shine. summer
heat and winters cold, he rode tn
lonely stretches on his tiny mounts
carrying his Bible and his first-ai'
kit Many a life he had saved II
emergency; many a difference h
had patched up; many a bit of cour
age he had put In some failinI
heart They called him far an