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'God repay you for feeding me! said Jasiek, and squeezed the beggar's hand; the other did not at once let him go, but felt his hand carefully. 'For a few years you have not worked with your hands, he murmured; but Jan tore his hand away in a fright. 'Sit down, continued the beggar, 'don't be afraid. The Lord Jesus said: "All are just men who fear God and help the poor orphan." Fearnot, man.
He knew Fred and Terry, for he had frequently stopped at their ranch, so he, on his way to town, notified every farmer and ranchman whom he passed that Fearnot and Olcott were going to hang four cattle thieves down at the lower end of their ranch. Everybody who heard the news wanted to see the lynching, so they came down there.
When Fred was within one hundred yards of the store, he recognized the cowboy, and called to him: "Hello, Tom!" and the newcomer returned his greeting. When Fred reached the store, the two shook hands heartily. "Tom, what in the world brought you way down here?" Fred inquired. "Mr. Fearnot. I came down here to take my old place with you on the ranch, if you need me."
Early the next morning when Fred went to the store he found some four or five cowboys who had just arrived, having come in to put in applications for employment as cowboys. Said a big, brawny fellow, who measured six feet and two inches in height: "Mr. Fearnot, we hear that you have added a thousand more cattle to your herd, and we know that you need more cowboys.
"They are very hard to hit," remarked Terry, "and only a good marksman can hit one of them on the wing." "Mr. Olcott, I have read in the papers about you and Mr. Fearnot being the best marksmen in the country. Couldn't you kill one of them?" "Yes, easily, and if you want a wing to place in your hat I will procure it for you." "I would like to have one so that I could examine the feathers."
That piano is a grand instrument, and every evening, when the weather is fine, the cowboys dance in the yard to their playing; and, Mr. Fearnot, I really believe that every horse and cow and pig and chicken on the ranch is in love with Evelyn Olcott, while she has such influence over the cowboys that I believe she could make them do murder at her command."
"All right; take your time," and, while he was standing around waiting he asked the young lady who was holding the money who the young man was. "Why, he is Mr. Olcott. Haven't you heard of him?" "No, I never did. At least not that I can remember." The young lady seemed to be quite surprised, and asked him if he had ever heard of Fred Fearnot.
Jones," she said, turning to the mother, "how far is it from this place to your home?" "Oh, it's fully ten miles. We are running a farm, not a ranch; but I don't know what to make of your brother and Mr. Fearnot raising pigs and chickens and making butter for sale on a ranch. I never heard of such things being done on a ranch before." "Oh, brother and Mr.
He soon got the straight story of it, and at once went to the fellow's cabin and told him that if he made any more trouble on board his ship he would have him put in irons until they reached the end of the voyage. Quite a number of gentlemen then asked Fearnot if his friend was a professional fighter. "No," Fred replied.
Fred laughed and said: "Yes, she has that same influence over me, too." The girls looked at Evelyn and laughed, and she remarked: "Didn't I tell you that every sort of animal is susceptible to kindness?" "Why, do you mean to call Mr. Fearnot an animal?" "Certainly. Every man and woman is just as much an animal as a horse or cow is."
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