The Lamar register. [volume], November 14, 1917, Image 6

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The Ranch
at the
Wolverine
New Story by One
of America’s Foremost
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and Cowboys
B. M. BOWER
(Continued from Page J)
“Tou'd bettor ride on ahead ami pot
ia out of thin,” ho said curtly. “Your
horse Is fresh. It’s going to be worse
“You’d Better Ride On Ahead and Get
In Out of This.”
and more of It before long. This
cayuse of ‘i* I t had thirty miles
or so of roil-. 'i iug.”
"I think I'd hmer \ nit for yon.” she
raid primly. "There ore bad places
where the trail goes close to the bluff,
and the lava rook will Ik* slippery with
this snow, and It’s petting dark so fast
that u stranger might go over.”
"If that’s the ease the sooner you
are past the bail places the better. I’m
ull right. You drift along."
Hilly Louise speculated briefly u[>on
the note of calm authority In Ills voire,
lie did not know evidently Unit she
was more accustomed to giving com
mands than to Obeying them. Her lips
pave a little quirk of amusement at his
mistake.
"You go on. I don’t want a guide."
■ It* tilted bis head peremptorily towurd
die blurred trail ahead
Hilly Louise laughed a little. She did
mt feel in the least embarrassed now.
1 o you never pet whut you don't
want£” sho asked mildly. *Td a lot
rather lead you post those places than
.have you go over the edge.” she said,
•'because noliody could get you up or
even go down and bury you decently.
It wouldn’t he a hit nice. It's much
simpler to kqep you ou top.”
Ue suit! something, byit Billy Louise
could not' near Wnat It was. bbe sus
pected him of swearing. She rode on
in silence.
“Blue’s a dandy horse on bad trails
and in the dark," she observed com
panimiably at last. “He simply can't |
lose his footing or his way."
“Yes? That's nice."
Billy Louise felt like putting out her
tongue at him for the cool remoteness
of his tone. It would serve him right
to ride on and let him break liis ueok»|
over the bluff If he wanted to. She
shut her teeth together and turned her
face away from him.
So, in silence and with no very good
feeling lietween them, they went pre
cariously down the steep hill (the hill
up which Murthy and the oxen ami
Jase had tolled so laboriously twenty
seven years before) and across the tiny
tint to where tiie cabin window wink
ed a welcome at them through the
storm.
CHAPTER 11.
A Book, i Bannock, and a Bed.
BLI'L led the way straight to the
low, dirt roofed stable of logs and
stopped with his nose against the
closed door. Billy Louise herself was
deceived by tin* whirl of snow and
would have missed the stable entirely
if the leadership had Im*cu hers. She
patted Blue gratefully ou the shoulder
when she unsaddled him. She groped
with her Ungers for the wooden peg In
tn<) wall where tlie saddle should bang,
failed to oml it and so laid the saddle
down against flit* logs and covered it
with tin* blanket.
“Just turn yhur horse in loose.” she
directed the man shortly. “Blue won't
fight, and I think the rest of the horses
are in the other part. And come on to
the house."
It pleased her a little to see that he
ol>eyed her without protest, hut she
was not so pleased at Ids silence, and
she led the way rut her indignantly to
ward the wiukiug eye which was the
cabin’s window.
At the sound of their feet on the
wide doorstep her mother pulled open
tlie door and stood fair in tile light,
looking out with an anxious look.
"Is that you. Billy Louise? Oh, ain't
Peter Howling l)og with you? NVhat
makes you so terrible late, Billy
Louise? Come right in. stranger. I
don't know your name, hut I don’t
need to know It. A storm like this is
all the interductfon :*• fellow needs, I
guess."
“What about IVter?" Billy Louise
asked. “Isn't he here?"
“No, and lie ain’t been since an hour
or so after you left. He saddled up
and rode off down the river, to the res
ervation, I reckon.”
"Then the chores aren’t done, I sup
pose.” Billy Louise went over and
took a lantern down from its nail,
turning up the wick so thut she could
light it witii the candle. “Go up to
the fire mid thaw* out.” she invited the
man. “We’ll have supper in a few
minutes.’’
Instead lie reached out and took the
lantern from her as soon as she had
lighted it. "You go to the fire your
self," he said. “I’ll do wliat's neces
sary outside.’*
“Why-y"— Billy Louise, her fingers
still clinging to the lantern, looked, up
at him. He was staring down at her
with that Intent look slie hud objected
to on the trail, hut she saw his mouth
niul the little smile that hid just linck
of Ills lips. She smiled buck without
knowing It. "I’ll have to go along,-
anyway. There are cows to milk, and
you couldn’t very well find the cow
stable alone.”
"Think not?”
Together they went out again Into
the storm they, had left so eagerly.
MOtm
Billy Louise ‘Showed him where was
the pitchfork and the hay and then
did tlie milking while he piled full the
mangers. After that they went to
gether and turned the shivering work
horses into the stuhle from tho corral
'where they huddled, rumps to the
storm, and the man lifted great fork
fids of buy and carried It into their
stalls, while Billy Louise held the lan
tern high over her head like a western
Liberty. They did not talk much, ex
cept when there was need for speech,
(mt they were beginning to feel a lit
' tie glow of companionship by the time
they were ready to fight their way
uguinst the blizzard to the house. Hilly
Louise going before with the lantern,
while the man followed close behind,
currying the two pails of milk that
>vas already freezing in little crystals
to the tin.
"I didn't qqite catch your name, mis
ter," Mrs. MacDonald said after they
had begun the meal. "But take an
other biscuit, anyway.”
“Warren Is my name," returned the
man, with that hidden smile because
she had never before given biin uny
opportunity to tell it—“ Ward Warren.
I’ve got a claim over on Mill creek.” |
Billy Louise gave a little gasp and
distractedly poured two spoonfuls of
sugar in her tea, although she hated it
sweetened.
I’ve got to tell you why even at the i
price of digression. Long ago, when |
Hilly Louise was twelve or so and
lived largely in a dream world of her :
own, she bad one day chanced upon a !
paragrapli in a [taper that bad come
fcom town wrapped around a package
of matches. It was all about Ward
Warren. The name caught her fancy,
and the text of the paragraph seized
upon her imagination. Until school
filled tier mind with other things she
hud built adventures without end in
which Ward Warren was the central
figure. Sometimes, when she rode in
the hills. Ward Wurren abducted her
and led her Into strange places, where
through tlie winter or until you get
some white man to take my place.”
He took up the two water palls and
waited, glancing from one to the other
with that repressed smile which Billy
Louise wus beginning to look for in
his face.
Now that matters had approached
tlie [mint of decision her mother stood
hsikirig at her helplessly, waiting for
her to speak. Billy Louise drew her
self up primly and ended by contra
dicting the action. She gave him a
sidelong glance which he was least
prepared to withstand, though, in Jus
tice to Billy Louise, she was absolute- |
ly unconscious of its general effective- j
ness and twisted her lips whimsically.
“We'll stake you to a hook, a ban
nock and a bed if you want to stay,
Mr. Warren," she said quite soberly;
"also to a pitchfork and an ax, if you ]
like, and regular wages." «
His eyes went to her nnd steadied
there with the intent expression in 1
them. “Thanks. Cut out the wages '
and I'll take the offer Just as It 1
stands.” lie told her and pulled his hat ]
farther down on bis head. "She's go- 1
lng to he one stormy night, lay-decs,” 1
he added in quite another tone on his i
way to the door. “Five o'clock by the |
town clock, and nl-H's well!” Tills
Inst In still an ther tone as he pushed
out against the swooping wind and
pulled the door shut with a slam.
They heard him whistling a shrill, rol
licking air on his way to the creek—
at least it sounded rollicking the way
lie whistled It.”
"That's ’The old Chisholm Trail* he’s
whistling.” Billy I.ouise observed un
der her breath, smiling reminiscently,
"the very song I used to pretend he
The Whistling Broke and He Began
to Sing.
always sang when he came down the
cannon to rescue me. But of course 1
knew all the time he’s a cowboy. It
said bo"—
The whistling broke, and he began
to sing at the top of a clear, strong
lunged voice an old, old trail song :
beloved of punchers the West over. |
"What did you say, Billy Louise?,
I’m sure it’s a comfort (o have him
here, ana you see ne was giaa ana
willing—”
But Billy Louise v... homing the
door open half an Inch, listening and
slipping back into the child world
wherein Ward Warren came singing
down the canyon to rescue her. The
words came gustily from the creek
down the slope."
“No chaps, no slicker, and a-pourln’ down
rain.
And I swear by the Lord I'll never night
herd again.
Coma to yl youpy, youpy-a. youpy-a.
Coma to yl youpy, youpy-a!
"Feet In the stirrups and seat in the
saddle,
I hung and rattled with them long-horn
cattle,
Coma to yl"—
“Do shut the door, Billy Louise!
What you wunt to stand there like
thut for? And the wind freezing ev
ery tiling inside! I can feel u terrible
druft on my feet and ankles, und you
kuow whut that leads to!"
So Billy Louise closed tlie door and
luid another alder root ou the coals In
the fireplace tlie while her mind was
given over to dreamy speculations, and
the words of that old trail song ran on
in her memory, though she could no
longer hear him singing. Her mother
talked on about IVter and the storm
and this man who had ridden straight
from tlie land of day dreams to her
door, but the girl was not listening.
“N’ow' t ain’t you relieved yourself
that he’s going to stay?”
Billy Louise, kneeling on the hearth
and staring abstractedly into the fire,
came hack with a Jerk to reality. The
little smile that had been in her eyes
and on her lips tied hack with the
dreams that bad brought it. She gave
her shoulders an impatient twitch and
got up.
“Oh, I guess he’ll be more agreeable
to have around than Peter," she ad
mitted taciturnly, which was as close
to her real opinion of the man as a
mere mother might hope to come.
• • • • • • •
When spring came at last and Ward
Warren rode regretfully hack to his
claim on Mill creek he was not at all
tlie morose Ward Warren who had
ridden down to the Wolverine that
stormy night in January. Tlie distrust
had left his eyes, and that guarded re
moteness was gone from his manner.
He thought and he planned as other
men thought and planned and looked
into the future eagerly and dreamed
dreams of his own. dreams that brought
the hidden smile often to his Ups and
his eyes.
(Continued Next Week)
NOTICE OF FINAL SETTLEMENT
AND DETERMINATION OF HEIR
SHIP
Notice id hereby given that on Mon
da>. the :ird day* or December. A.
I>. 1917. Lyle McGrath, Admnletrator
of th. Estate of Eliza/ A. McGrath. de
ceased. will appear before the Judge
<>f the County Court at the Court House ,
m l.ainar. in the County of Prowers.
Colorado, at ten o'clock In the fore
noon of said day and present his ac
counts for final settlement and pray
tto approval of the same and ask to
be discharged, at which time and place
any person In Interest may appear and
present objections, if any there be.
Notice Is also hereby given that ap
plication for the determination of heir
hip or said Eliza A. McGrath, deceased,
lias been made anti that the Court will
• n said date hereinbefore mentioned,
• r at any time to which the hearing
may be continued, proceed to ascertain
and determine who are the heirs of
the said Eliza A. McGrath, deceased,
iml ns such entitled to inherit any
lands. tenements. hereditaments or
■ther property, real or personal, con
stituting all or a part of the Estate of
the said Eliza A. McGrath, deceased,
md enter a Decree accordingly. at
which hearing all persons claiming In
!*e heirs at law of said deceit fed ir.i.y
appear and present their proof.
Witness, Lyle McGrath. Admlnistra
mil I C. Horn. Judge and Acting
Clerk of the County Court within and
for tlie County of Prowers, in the State
of Colorado, and the seal of said Court
this seventh day of November. A. D.
1917.
(County Court Seal)
J C. HORN.
Judge and Acting Clerk.
LYLE McGRATH.
Administrator.
J K. Doughty, Attorney for Estate.
First pub. Nov. 7. 1917.
Last pub. Nov. 28. 1917.
SUMMONS
State of Colorado. »
)sa
County of Prowers. )
In the County Court
Hose Frost.
Plaintiff,
versus
Charles Frost.
Defendant.
The People Of the State of Colorado.
To Charles Frost, the defendant above
named. GREETING:
You are hereby required to appear In
an action brought against you by the
above named plaintiff. In the Countv
Court of Prowers County. Stmt* of
Colorado, and answer the complaint
therein within thirty flays after the
service hereof, if served within the
State of Colorado; or. if served out of
th*- State of Colorado, or by publica
tion. within fifty «iays after the ser
vice hereof, exclusive of the day of
service; or said action may he regular
ly set for trial the same ns though such
appearance hail been made and issue
had been joined on such complaint
The said action is brought by plain
tiff to obtain a decree of divorce, dis
solving the bondsof matrimony now ex
isting between plaintiff and defendant,
on the ground of desertion. In that
defendant deserted plaintiff, wilfully
and without reasonable cause for the
period of more than one year Immedi
ately preceding the beginning of this
action, and on the ground of non-sup
i port, for the reason that defendant be
ing in good bodily health has fif I led to
make reasonable provision for the sup
port of his family for a period of more
than one vear next prior to the begin
ning of this action, and that plaintiff
asks Judgment for the custody of the
I minor child of plantlff and defendant.
Noel Frost, together with the costs of
this action, a reasonable attorney’s fee
nnd alimony and such other relief as
, to the court shall seem meet nnd prop
er. as will more fully appear from
I complaint In said action to which ref-
I erence is here made nnd a copy of
which is hereto attached.
And you are hereby notified that if
you fall to appear, and to answer the
aald complaint as above required, the
i said plaintiff will apply to the Court
I for tlie relief therein demanded.
| Given under by hand and the seal of
said Court, at Lnmur, in said County,
this 12th day of September. A. D. 191
) (SEAL)
J. C. HORN.
Judge and Acting Clerk.
First pub. Nov. 11. 1917.
Last pub. Dec. 5. 1917.
C. C. GOODALE
Attorney and Counselor at Law
Office in Goodale Block
LAMAR, COLORADO
GORDON & GORDON
Attorneys at Law
LAMAR, COLORADO
Office in Firs*. National Bank Block
WELLINGTON E. FEE
Attorney at Law
LAMAR, COLORADO
AIjFRED TODD
ATTORNEY AT LAW
LAMAR, COLORADO
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GRANBY HILLYER
Attorney at Law
Offices: Markham Building
LAMAR, COLORADO
Practices in State and Federal
Courts, and before United State®
Land Department
J. K. DOUGHTY
Attorney and Counselor at Law
LAMAR, COLORADO
'ffice in Bent Blk. East Main Street
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Res. Phone, Red 741
Office Phone, Red 743
LAMAR, COLORADO
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