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INMAN, HENRY. Born at Utica, New York, October 20, 1801; served seven years' apprenticeship with John Wesley Jarvis; died at New York City, January 17, 1846. DURAND, ASHER BROWN. Born at Jefferson, New Jersey, August 21, 1796; apprenticed to Peter Maverick, an engraver, 1812; president of National Academy of Design, 1845-61; died at South Orange, New Jersey, September 17, 1886.

We stopped about an hour at the Maverick House, in the sprouting branch of the city, at East Boston, a stylish house, with doors painted in imitation of oak; a large bar; bells ringing; the bar-keeper calls out, when a bell rings, "Number "; then a waiter replies, "Number answered"; and scampers up stairs.

Maverick, to Miss Gladden and to "our daughter, Lyle," the former in a gown of soft, clinging material, of a delicate, golden tint, combined with a reddish brown velvet, which suited her style of beauty to perfection; and Lyle, in dainty white apron, her beautiful hair loosely plaited in an enormous braid, prepared to act in the capacity of waiter.

Of course I don't say an' I don't reckon none Dave thinks of this old-maid maverick once; but, he sees himse'f, ht shore goes to war a heap precipitate an' onconsiderate, an' Tucson Jennie has ondoubted grounds to buck. "'Which, when you-alls puts it so cl'ar, I thinks so too, says Dave, who's listenin' to Enright an' Peets a mighty sight dejected.

Maverick was desirous to have a breed of negroes; and therefore, seeing she would not yield by persuasions to company with a negro young man he had in his house, he commanded him, willed she, nilled she, to go to her bed, which was no sooner done than she thrust him out again. This she took in high disdain beyond her slavery; and this was the cause of her grief."

At first the girl had not recognized the outlaw mare or her rider. "Who what is it?" she asked Chuck, who was standing beside her. Bert answered for Chuck. "It's that darn-fool Ramblin' Kid he's riding the Gold Dust maverick!" he said. "Ain't that just like the blamed idiot to go and ride that filly to-night?" "Aw, he's liable to do anything," Charley commented, "he's "

Sing Pete had seen them coming and immediately pounded the triangle. "Th' Ramblin' Kid's gone somewhere again," Bert observed as he noticed the Gold Dust maverick alone in the circular corral. "Captain Jack's not with the filly "

"That there's a damned ticklish place to get any of the men to go late at night," said Maverick reflectively. "Why so?" "That place is harnted, ye know, by the man on the spotted horse." "Oh, nonsense!" ejaculated Haight. "It's a fact though; he rides up and down there once in a while, and I wouldn't want ter see him myself."

Before he got the outlaw filly to the stables a half dozen cowboys had recognized the Cimarron maverick. Within an hour Dorsey and Sabota knew the identity of the Ramblin' Kid's entry in the big race that was to be run Friday afternoon and which was the big and closing event of the Rodeo. The Greek was furious.

Maverick replied, "and it saves us jest so much, so you needn't growl; besides she looks nice." "Looks nice!" said Maverick, contemptuously, "you're always bound to stick up for her! Look here, old woman," he added, in a lower tone, but which Lyle could hear, "have you been tellin' that girl anything?