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Now I'm off," concluded the Captain, and went to the door again to meet Silent Sam Harding, the foreman. "Read this," jerked out the ranchman, and thrust the crumpled letter into Sam Harding's hand. Without a word the foreman spread open the paper and studied it. In perfectly plain handwriting he read the following astonishing epistle: "Captain Dan Rugley, "Bar-T Ranch. "We've got your girl.
Once off the Bar-T ranges she felt less like being out of sight of Mack, who was one of the most trustworthy men in her father's employ. He was not much of a talker, it was true, so Frances had little company but her own thoughts; but they were company enough at present.
It was from the chaplain of the Bylittle Soldiers' Home, of Bylittle, Mississippi. "Captain Daniel Rugley, "Bar-T Ranch, "Texas Panhandle.
Sue whispered to Pratt, as they all arose to return to the front of the house, "they are quite too impossible, aren't they?" "Who?" asked Pratt, with narrowing gaze. "Why er this cowgirl and her father." "I only see that they are very hospitable," the young man said, pointedly, and he kept away from the Boston girl for the remainder of their visit to the Bar-T ranch-house.
He was a lanky, saturnine man, with never a laugh in his whole make-up. But he was liked by the men, and Frances knew him to be faithful to the Bar-T interests. "What happened to Ratty's bunch?" he asked, in his sober way. "Did you see them?" cried Frances, leaping down from the saddle. "Saw their dust," said Sam. "They stampeded," Frances said, warmly. "And Mr.
Now it claims ten thousand, has bricked streets that used to be cow trails, electric lights, a street-car service, and all the comforts and culture of an 'effete East." Pratt laughed, too. "It's a mighty comfortable place to live in beside Bill Edwards' ranch, for instance. But I notice here at the Bar-T you have a great many of the despised Eastern luxuries."
Rheumatism myself these last few weeks. "We'll fight our bodily ills and old age together, Lon just as we used to fight other enemies. Back to back and never give up or ask for quarter, eh?" "That's the talk, Dan!" cried the other old fellow. But Mr. Lonergan was glad to ride out to the Bar-T in the comfortably-cushioned carriage that Mack Hinkman had driven to town.
"Mebbe we'll have good news for you when you come back, Frances!" called the ranchwoman, quite filling the door with her ample person as she watched the Bar-T wagon, and the girl herself, take the trail for Amarillo. Mack Hinkman was quite wrought up over the adventure of the previous evening.
That there really had been a marauder about the Bar-T ranch-house could not be doubted; for a slate was found upon the ground in the morning, and the place in the roof where it had been broken out was plainly visible. Captain Rugley sent one of the men up with a ladder and new slates to repair the damage.
He had suffered a dislocation as well as the bruises and the cut in his head. From the time he had been struck from behind by the man, Pete, the young fellow had known nothing at all until he awoke to find himself stretched upon this bed in the Bar-T ranch-house.
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