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i1: (Continued from Page about AnnT’ é}? has money, is hand- me. and yet here she infinite dim. Emuweexceptheraflairvith Peabody, which Adney writes it quite a tepid as any of Ann’s other stairs.” “Well, now, I’ll tell you. She’s come to the right place to have men ride up and demand attention. I! she doesn’t she’s here. Now watch things ‘bile.’ ” Barnett. nominally a mining broker, was, in fact, president of the polo club, secretaryortheSageGrassGoltasso- ct: Lvucuuvu v- _.___- town. He knew all “the best fellows” in the state and now became more pop- ular than ever. The young men accept- ed his dinner invitations with grati- tude, and each and all paid prompt and wvâ€"-_ beauty,” as one young 'tellow called her. But they soon acknowledged fail- ure. Herreserveled toasenseotin- jury and was reported to be arrogance. They were seldom flattered by the slightest unbendlng on her part However, several of these young fel- lows turned out on acquaintance to be socially related to some of her friends in Boston and New York and in that way won a' certain acceptance which no mere civil engineer from Omaha or professor from St. Louis could hope to attain. They were met on the conven- tional plane, and they got no further at any time. Meanwhile Ann was really troubled about Louis. He was eating less and less each day, and his sleep was bro- ken, and at the end of the first week he fell in a state of collapse. The excite- ment, the late hours, the contact with new types and, above all, the attempt to understand the country and his re- lationship with it had worn him out. Then Ann said in her decisive way: “I don’t believe this altitude is good for Louis. I thi again.” “Oh, don’t; tnde; it’s the down to my place, but it nothing to 8 boys. We’ll mond’s wing a good chap. anything. 1’} up...» “Oh, don’t do that. It isn’t the alti- tude; it’s the social whirl. Send him down to my ranch. It’s a hole of a place, but it’s just what he needs-â€" nothing to see but coyotes and cow- boys. We’ll put him under Rob Ray- mond’s wing. Rob’s my foreman and a good chap. He’ll take to the boy like anything. I’m sure of it.” The plan as worked out by Barnett involved a trip on his automobile for the four of them; but he delayed too long. Mrs. Barnett entered upon one of her “poor spells,” and Donnelly. faithful as a big dog, promptly told Louis to go ahead and not wait for the party. “I must stay and nurse Jean- but Barnett poohpoohed her. “He’ll get on all right. In fact, he’ll rejoice to be free of us for a day or two. I’ll wire the mail carrier to meet him and take him down, and I’ll send a letter to Raymond 10.1901; out {9; him. He’ll be more than sate. He’ll be ham”. and "I want to see him pfoperly settled, she said. Barnett slyly winked at his Wire. He really wanted to see Ann “jarred.” “It’ll do her good to rough it a little,” he said privately. Thereupon Louis, trembling with eagerness, began to “rustle his outfit.” He bought a pistol, a rifle, a brbad rimmed hat, some blan- kets ad the most highly ornamental cattleman’s saddle in the Spfings. “What a child you are!” An ex- claimed as she watched him, her eyes warming with love and pride. “You’re a dear boy!” she added as he carne to her side. He looked up at her tenderly. “You’re good to me, Hesper,” he said fervently. “Sh! Don’t ever call me by that ab- surd name.” “It isn’t absurd. I like it,” he said. Barnett, seated at his telenhonen made every arrangement for them. “You’ll be met by old J hues, and when you get there Mrs. Jones will look aftâ€" er yon. She’s a very good cook, so don’t get nervous when you see her. She’s not pretty. Raymond will do his best to entertain you, and when you come back you’d better ask Raymond to put his own horses in the cart and drive you out. He’ll be better company than Jones.” CHAPTER III. ARB'ETI’S ranch, one of his chief amusements. lay at the head of a valley surrounding a spring which was the source of Wildcat creek. The buildings stood just where the ravine opened out upon a grassy meadow. It was a comforta- ble place, shielded from the desert winds by the low hills to the north, while a small artificial pond, graveled and rimmed With cottonwoods and wil- lows, gave it enviable distinction among the bleak and barren tarm- steads. It was known as the “Goldfish Ann was afraid to let Louis go alone, Ami insisted 3': going down herself. ranch,” for the reason that at one time Barnetthadfilled thepondwith ome- mental fish. ' At about 5 o’clock of a hot and wind. lees July day a horseman galloped swiftly up the valley into the yard and was met at the door of the house by a tall, composed young fellow in broad hat and spurs. “You made good time.” Perry, 3 young Mexlcgn._showed a score '0': his white teeth in a grin. Wm“ W8? some, on, w» ~--â€"~ â€"â€"v “Here is letter. Some people coming went at he work, deft and absorbed. to rancho tonight.” Louis was instantlydehghted with The young man tore the end from the the room. .“Isn’t this ripping!” he ex- long envelope and read the letter tn iclaimed 88 he studied its WEE silence. His face darkened. “Well. ;;Won*t image 1; mom giant,“ that‘s a nice case 0' beans. So the ’re 01’ an on y 5 0 eâ€" on the road? are they?” y { isn’t it too‘bad1â€"fllnt’s all out or key. “Yes; ’bout to’ miles back.” ‘ 'IWhy don’t'yon have a fireplace, Hr.‘ The young foreman turned toward imym? be ”m turning to the house from which the faint suntan m' ‘ 7 , of “Annie Laurie” come. A plump, W 8‘“!!! Badgfiglufrme’rwn‘: light haired young renew on about thlr- “(jaguar W37. ‘ , . 1- r :1: . ty sat tilted hack in his chair, with one " ‘3 W315. 0““ ‘3' “P: leg thrown across the corner or the ' ‘ t ashram W32. , l ‘ - table. mum a mom m Wwdetha silent “Keno, Rob!" he called. ‘ 2: o. [pmvhewuhéwW-M up your playtime. ream, no M3 Imminenmoment.” HESPER. ‘1- '1’ think 1 will take him home luv van-v. .â€"_7 the letter. “What’s 1:; done now?” “Going to quarter a tray kid on us, a New York degenerate, who’ll be a confounded nulgance every bout of the ,gu LL- L321- a‘nfn. L‘Umvuuu‘.‘ _ ..-_. _ day. And that isn’t allâ€"the kid's sister is coming down to stay a‘few days”â€" here his dismay was fairly comicalâ€"â€" “ ‘to get,_ the lad settled.’ ” . Baker’s eyes wldened. and his tat face lengthened. “Not comln’ today?” ’ “That’s what!” “And us without no' woman round.” Raymond broke forth again: “That’s it. now. You’d suppose Barnett would ' AA!) LIâ€" IL, MU". Av..- â€"_ at least read my letters. I told bun last week that old Jonesy and his wife were going up to Skytown." ‘ “Well, we’re in for it. We can’t turn a woman out on the plain. Jack, you slovenly whelp, set to work and clean up the mess you’ve made. Perry, go mm mme snags for a fire. Hustle, My Dear Robâ€"I’m sending you a new hand and a. visitor. They are cousins and nice people. The lad is not very strong. and I’m sending him down to .you to get an upward turn. He's crazy 0n the sub- head. “We’re to cook and purvey like boarding house keeper: and doctor like a nurse at a health resort, and in addi- tion we’re to pose for a delicate youth who thinkg we’re ‘material.’ That set- tles me. I’m going up to Sky and take In a monotonous, pammn way, Raymond moved about the room, ing up the litter. a shy at mining.” . Baker broke forth into a slow draw), “Hadn’t you better strike a few atti- tudes so’s to be in practice when the boy comes?” Raymond throttled him half in. ear- nest. “l’ve a mind to wring your neck,” he said through his teeth. Then. suddenly releasing him, he again com- manded him to clear ax’vay his dishes. Baker was not yet finished with the letter. “Hold on. Don’t be in a rush. I hain’t got to the girl yet. That’s what interests me. ‘Miss Rupert will only - AL- I-2 “A0- .I. Ham |. av» u. â€". ch, interests me. ‘Mis I-Zupert will only stay a few days to get the lad set- tl 9 1’ “She can't stay too quick to suit me.” Baker’s voice took on a little more expression as he read Barnett’s ap- peal. “ ‘Now, don’t be cranky, old man. The Ruperts are good stuff, and on Mrs. Barnett’s account’ ”â€" , ,3__ -kiimA UH also. wâ€"-__ _ “Ends up by laying me under obliga- tion to his wife, knowing mighty well I’d do anything for her. Well, I’ll do it, but I reckon the atmosphere won’t bake a cake while she’s here. I’ll leave you and Dutch to do the talking. That’ll chill her cold.” Baker began to show alarm. “Not My 9 hntful- Right here is where I bf a hatful. Right here is where 1 take a sneak.” Raymond’s brow darkened and his eyes threatened. “No you don’t. my Christian friend and nelghbc. You remain right here and do the honors. You will pass for the boss. I’ve got Perry-géw solemn of face. “I sabbe. It you go, I go.” â€" - . L‘â€" .._A -_J A; Jvu uv, â€" g-. “Never mind that. Get out there and help take care of the team, and, Jack, you go too.” He laid a hand on his back and pushed him through the door- way just as the two seated hack round- ed the corral and drew up to the door. “Oh, isn’t this fine!” called a clear, boyish voice, and a moment later the cool, deliberate voice of a glrl replied: “Oh, what a blwsed relieLafter the hot sun or the plain!” Then Baker was heard to say, with elaborate courtesy: “Shall I help you out, miss? I reckon you are the friends of the old manâ€"I mean Barnett.” And a moment later the young girl stood in the doorway looking outat the plain. Raymond gave her but one glance from the corner of his eyes, but her firm. well balanced body and calm, high bred face touched him with admiration. His resolution to be disagreeable weak- ened, though he kept about his work. 'â€"..â€", _. ,v “I never knew how grateful the shade of a tree could be,” Ann said partly to Louis and partly to Baker. 15 it ale ways so fiercely bright here?” brown trousers m Braces. nu. spurs rattled at his heels‘ as he walked to and fro, lithe and powerful. He did not look upâ€"did not appear to notice what was going on, but came and went at his work, deft and absorbed. "w..- v- '7 _ “Oh, no; this is an unusual spell. I mean it is rather”â€" ' . She was now aware of Raymond. moving sullenly about in the gloom wherein the stove sat. He was dressed manghtmmlooselyfittlngshirtand the room. “Isn’t this ripping!" he ex- claimed as he studied its furnishings. “Won’t this make a strong background for an illustration? Only that stoveâ€" isn’t it too‘bad7â€"that’s all out or key. Why don’t you have a fireplace, Hr. Raymond?’ he asked,‘ turning to‘ the talk good, Ann: 5.... ._._- â€"aren't they fine?" “Cook made ’em,” :5an Baker. handy as a bootjack with tools.” “It; ignored the chairs, on: lluuscu ~ the cook. whose curiously absorbed. sullen yet deft movements interested but his chin was youthful. His eyes she had not yet him, as she stood there calmly looking about the grimy ,walls. or the stories he had read of princesses visiting the huts of their peasantry. She was of good height, but the proud lift of her head made her seem taller than she was, and the cut of her gown, the color of her gloves and hat, told of good taste and the service or the best tailors and milliners. “Great Scott!” he said to himself. “She’s an up to date beauty. What will I do to teed her?" And. im- perturbable as he looked, his heart sank within him, and if he could have fled honorably he would have done so instantly. Raymond took no pains to be noise- less or dainty in his work, but every moment told. He sloshed out the cot- teepot and sliced the bacon and stirred 9B the fire. all with a wee and quiet dignity which opened Ann’s ’eyes in an eflort to understand him. His hands were noticeably fine, and the poise of his head expressed strength and pride. He was very brown, almost as brown as the leather cuffs he wore ,Jon his Once, when he passed out or hearing, she turned to Baker suddenly and ask- ed: “Why does your cook wear spurs? An aflectation, I suppose.” I MAI! nu uuoww-qu Baker flushed and stammered. “Well. no; he has to help with the cattle once in awhile.” , Raymond called to Perry. who was seated on the doorstep. “Perry, jump your horse and round up a dry cotton- ,,4_ n- -1 -1. uni-f “It sure makes a filling combflmuon.” of use. I want a hot fire.” Louis beamed on Ann. “He's talking just like Walter Owen’s heroes." Ann silenced him. “Hush! He’ll hear you. ot'Raymond, interposed: “He’s a little hard at first, but reel sociable when you git him started. He's shy as a rab- bit when they’s any company round.” ,L!-L Du. Vvuvu â€"v.. .- Raymond uttered a cough which made Baker start. “I guess I’ll go out and see ‘what that driver has done with his horsés.” \ Louis sprang up. , “I'll go, too. if. you don’t mind, sis.” .u,j uvu -. As Ann looked round the low ceiled room in which the flies buzzed her eyes fell upon a little case of books in the corner. For lack of something better to do, she rose to inspect them. Slu- was surprised to find them mainly es- says, and wondered who of these men read Emerson and Burroughs. One’ 0: them was a book of verse. Raymomi':~ name "me "n the fly leaf. Aâ€"a. “How handsome the coo: m" was her inward exclamation as she return- ed to her seat. She was not one or those who sit in silence when they wish information, and, lifting her voice a little, she said: “I understood Mr. Barnett to say that you had a woman to cook for you?” Raymond shifted a stove lid. “We “Goneâ€"a week ago.” “Isn’t there any wou'nn about the place?" .He peered Into the cofleepot. “No , one but you.” Ann sat in silence for a moment. “I didn't understand. Mr. Barnett said”â€" ' Raymond straightened and looked at her somberly. “It Barnett paid 8 little more attention to his ranch and less to poloâ€" I wrote him. more than n we; .g- a L... ago. that Jonesy W“ WW' I“ freight " He returned to his cooking. Ann comppsedly Fulton. “Wu 30“ the name of the foam?" 7 “No. he was assistant; but he was married. and his wife was our dough twister. He’s gone to Mm: gold fever: Ann. with a note or My in her voice. said: “I don’t like to see I his. “Where is she?” his visitor. quite ready to take a fall out I34LI- This brush is of no sort t, was fairly and youthful She reminded settler?" . ' ”nut’s what. It sure makes a an 1123 combination." said he. disblnz ‘ome out before her. "nu-uâ€" --V taste it. Perlnpe I’ll like it." As shs nihbled a little or the mess from tin spoon she glanced up et him with a queer little smile that inade the room whirl before hi: eyes. “it seeing u no tritions mixture.” He recovered himself. _“0h, it’s 3 , A -LI__ to explain, “I didn’t menu to criticise. I didn’t intend to hurt your feelings. I’m sure it‘s a very tasty nigh." “Oh, I don't blame you; but. you see; we're not running a summer hotel ex. actly. Still, we’ll mske you as com. iortahle as we can while you stay.” “By which you mean to hint you hope I won’t stay long." She was frankly amused. He became very sincerely grove. “i didn’t say'that, lady." "But you meant it. I'm not obtuse. I know when I am out of place. I shall flee tomorrow." She was forcing his hand, as be well knew. but he remained gravely sim- ple. “I'll be sorry if our grub or any- thing else should scare you out.” She changed the subject quickly. “I , AA!â€" v Wuvâ€" __ , can see that,Louls is to be perfectly happy down here. lam glad I came. I shall feel much more resigned to his being here now that I have met Mr. Raymond and you.” Raymond remained inexpresslve. “Your brother is an enthusiast. I be lleve you said. He’ll be more charita- ble thanâ€"than you. for instance." Ann didn’t like hls emphasis. “I don’t wonder at your resentment. Our coming is an imposition, but It I had knownâ€"please be kind enough to ad- mit that I dldn't know how you were situated." Raymond resumed his cowboy man- ner. “Now. lady, you let that go. I don’t blame you a halr. You’re here. and I’ll seeâ€"I mean, the boss will see-â€" we’ll all seeâ€"that the boy is treated right, and I’ll guarantee that he gets a fair share or what’s going. I’m not apologizing. but I hope you won’t take us on the wrong slant. I hope you’ll come often. You brlghten up the place wonderfully.” Ann drew herself up. “I don’t under- stand you. Mr."â€" “Call me cookâ€"Mr. Cook. Anything goes out here." They were now squared before each other. he with a malicious smile lurk- ing at the corner of his month, she with dark and puzzled brow. “Of course, you cowboys are all strange to meâ€"I mean your manners and customsâ€"hut my roommate at col- lege told me a good deal about this life. She was from Colorado." He betrayed new interest. “What was your college? Smith '3" Ann lifted her eyebrows in surprise. “No. What made you think it was?" Raymond began to retreat. “Oh, I don’t know. You seemed about that style. 1 mean to say. you carry your- self like a Smith college girl that came down here once with Mrs. Barnett.” He caught up the water bucket. "Ex- cuse me a minute. I’ll run down to the spring and get some water.” His go- ing was equivalent to night. Ann smiled composedly as she sipped her coffee. which was very good in- aux... Louis burst in at the door. "81:. you ought to see the corrals out here. Re, have ninety head of horses! {think of that! ‘And I’m to ride all I want to.” L -Ln_.l Luux. an“ - â€"- 'v ---v Baker. who uppeared just behind him. put in a drawllng word: “ 'Peared like he wanted to ride tour to once. like a circus man. Are you getttn' somethin' to eat, miss?” “Oh. yes. indeed." Louis, throwing down his cap in unl- tntion of Raymond, cried out. “I'm A51; turned to Baker. “Mr. Fore- man, isn’t‘there something mysterious about your cook? Part of the time he speak: like 0. man of the world and part of the time like a rancher. I think he's playing a part. and playing it badly." " V'h..l makes you think so?” asked Louis. "They say he’s a bully rider.” "Thu ain't none better. miss," re- plied Jitter. who began to look a little hneuSy. Ann pursued her point. “I think he’s one or those mmantie cowboys who have seen better daysâ€"perhaps an English nobleman in disguise.” Baker was always rendy when n chance to get even with Raymond ot- tered lmelt. He puckered his plump face into n frown 0! deep concern. “I guess you‘re some right, mine, but he ain‘t no Enzflsh ’lord. I don't think We never inquire very one Into a man's pedigree out here It be can ride a cayube and flip a gun. «But he’s Ammulflghnnndagoodcook." “lsCookmreuname?” Bakerbeumeanflous. “Didheuy blame was Cook! Ithadld, that “No, he didn't tell his name. but he intimated mtlmt call him Cook. Ymumeunaymmmwn?’ “Dahomumtethatmynumm Raymond?" mdhérlookhxutmnlndleneo 'n I’m not in the habit of disputing b see the canals out here. 111e, nety head of horses! {think of nd I’m to ride all I want to.” . who appeared judt behind t in a drawllng word: “ 'Peared wanted to ride tour to once. circus man. Are you getfln' that propel] way as palp to Louis. youngster?" “Bully !" ! up a spoonh ed the little all I; a Baker, pleased with his success. odd- ed, “Two 01- ’em, in tact." Louis, wide eyed with interest. “Whtt did he do it for?" Baker. glowing with pleasure In tho work of his own imaginnuon. cut loose tron: his mooring. “It was this wny: He was courting o girlâ€"the daughter of : rich tamerâ€"end her family was hot Mmmg;w.mdherdod put mother fellow on to tell lies about Rob’s drinkin' cud 1111 that, and Rob met up with this teller and Just natu- rally piped him full of soft nose bullets. That led him to seek higher altitudes. as the newspapers say. Now. that's the pisin truth of the whole business. ss I heard it." Louis pursued the inquiry. “Who was the other man he killed?" “The deppity shed. Had to do that to get sway: _ .â€" ,,,AL-_--4I- it; ‘l-oolwial about. “You say he read! these books ‘2" "When he has time. He down on “Do you read them?" "Great Scott. no! I’d go to sleep over such things. ‘The 305' I Own about my size. " A . .-, _ u_ uvvâ€"u queer. Mr. Barnett said you were a great reader.” Baker paled. then got red. He had walked into a clever little trap. He wriggled in his chair. “Did he say that? Well-Iâ€"I used to, but lately"â€" Ann looked at him keenly and said calmly: “You also are an impostor. . Your name isn’t Raymondâ€"you‘re not the foreman. You are all bandits and have stolen my cousin’s ranch and are running it to suit yourselves. I believe you killed poor old Mr. Jones and his wife.” Louis sprang to his feet. “Ann, what do you mean ‘3” Baker threw up both hands. “Hold on! Don't shoot! I’ll come down. I knew I couldn't keep the game going." He rose. and his manner changed. “Now listen. I’ll tell you the square toedtrnth. Itwasmytnrntocook. and Raymondâ€"that's our bossâ€"when he heard you was comin'. knowin’ I couldn't cook sour bran mash. says: ‘Baker, you'll have to play boss while the company's here. I've got to toss up the bacon and prunes. Now that's the tact. lady." Ann. with conviction. turned to Louis: “Now I believe he's telling the truth. What is your name?" “John Edwin Bakerâ€"Jack. the boys call me. I never had any other name. I'm sorry to say. and I came here from Kansas. I never killed anything Eig- ger‘n a coyote. I‘m just a plain cow puncher at twenty-six per month.” Raymond. reappearing at the door. put them all into guilty contusion. His eyes were too keen to be withstood. and Ann’s lashes tell for a moment as Sher recovered herself lnstnntl “Thank you, if you will be I0 kln " Raymond thrgw [glance at Bah _-_. that {Emailed him through the door- way as palpably u a kick. then turned to Louis. “How does the stub 30. “Bully!" replied the boy as he took up a spoonful of rice. Hla eyes follow- ed the little figure of the rancher with joy. Ann cut In with a grave face. belied by something in her volee. “I dldn't suppose a foreman would stoop to that?" Ann went on. “I think It's nice of you. Mr. Raymond. to than yourself to the rim of a kettle.” . "Excuse me. lady, but”-â€" He lookod about for Baker. Ann mterposed. “That's twice you've culled me 'hdy.’ No ml cowboy ever does that, I'm told. I0 you must he an intramur- race flushed with anger. “See here! Wlut In: that tat jack“. been saying to you about mar: chergee specific. “You're not the cook. You’re celled Robert Raymond. You're the foreman and e graduate of Hub and university. like ell superior cow- boys. end you have unduly volun- teered to cook in order thet we might eat. Now, isn’t this true?” Burnout! he: stunned for e moment. butuebwentonhuheedmmend into hie‘eyel leaped e apart 0! red light." “Went“: ldxhtthet ecoundrel, You'll have a the dance to study e cowboy "Size mm a at about your am with your r1711. It “I m mum It" m. hem; a in a novel one- , ,. A“ -_-IA_‘ Lâ€"AL‘ALAu-dn.” out. I'm gum: mind by the WC." Raymond'i eye- ceuad to glow. a hint smile quiver-d,“ a» corner: of m: up: n he bowed. Many. "u Rupert. permit ”film you ml! more. My I122. W gunman, u The young fellow frowned. “W111" attend the dipper. Whitemdflho Hours for consultation between 10 and 12 o..m.. and 9nd 4 pan. Speculumâ€"Voice Culture, Organ. ,Jm- Machinery for Sale One jig saw. foot power. and splitter and ripper. These m are almost. new. and will be at a bargain. 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