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I don't remember much of it except how this guy looks, but I've heard the old man tell about it. "He come ridin' out to our place all dressed up like a movie cow-puncher and you'd never have dreamed there was a mob about three jumps behind him. He sets in with us and takes a great shine to me. I was quite a doll in those days they tell me."
A forty-dollar cow-puncher can't expect any better for his own horse." "He'll GET better, whatever he may expect. I'm just spoiling for something to practice on, anyway and he's such a beauty. If you can get him up, lead him to the stable while I go and tell J. G. and get some one to help." She started away. "Whom shall I get?" she called back.
"We'll soon have yu' independent of medicine," said Lin, gallantly. "Our climate and scenery here has frequently raised the dead." "You're a case, anyway!" exclaimed the sick lady with rich conviction. The cow-puncher now sat himself on the edge of Tommy's bed, and, throwing one leg across the other, began to raise her spirits with cheerful talk.
The buster had a string of horses he was shipping southward. No doubt he had come to make arrangements with the Railroad in the matter of stock cars. The conference of the four men was amicable in the extreme. Dyke, studying the figures on the back of the envelope, came forward again. Absorbed only in his own distress, he ignored the editor and the cow-puncher.
But evidently the stocky cow-puncher found the situation too difficult for him to cope with, for he remained standing beside his horse, though his glance followed them intently, and throughout the brief interview his eyes searched their faces, as if he strove to read from their expression or the movement of their lips some inkling of what it was all about.
"Who said it was as tall as the moon?" demanded the excited cow-puncher angrily. "I only meant to convey to your benighted senses some idee uv what it luked like." "Well, how high was it?" asked Jack, in whose tones was a curious note of interest, for a reason we can guess. "About twenty feet, as near's I could judge.
No, Mira, I'll git it across myself. It's down stream, an' I wantuh show yuh she ain't so bad a boat fer a cow-puncher to make with wooden trees outen a wooden head. I got all my ole muscles back . . . workin' fer Torrance, dang hard work, too, to say nothin' o' them dirty Poles and other cats. . . . I gotta turn up to the minute every mornin' ur they wanta know why. That nigger, Koppy!
Dick and Beatrice were just ready to ride away from the porch. "I want to go wis you, Uncle Dick." Dorman had followed the lead of Beatrice, his divinity; he refused to say Richard, though grandmama did object to nicknames. "Up you go, son. You'll be a cow-puncher yourself one of these days. I'll not let him fall, and this horse is gentle."
But the strange, narrow fibre in her would not yield! I saw them go to the horses, and Jessamine stood while Billy and Lin mounted. Then quickly the cow-puncher sprang down again and folded her in his arms. "Lin, dear Lin! dear neighbor!" she sobbed. She could not withhold this last good-bye. I do not think he spoke.
There was in his countenance the same ugliness that his words conveyed. "Who's that talkin'?" said one of the men near me, in a low voice. "Trampas." "What's he?" "Cow-puncher, bronco-buster, tin-horn, most anything." "Who's he talkin' at?" "Think it's the black-headed guy he's talking at." "That ain't supposed to be safe, is it?" "Guess we're all goin' to find out in a few minutes."
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