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Evelyn and the two Creole girls, whose name was Elon, remained on deck longer than any of the lady passengers on board. By and by Evelyn and the younger of the two Elon sisters retired to their rooms. The elder one laughed and said to Fred: "Mr. Fearnot, we two seem to be on quite good terms with the old man of the sea." "Yes," returned Fred.
I see you are looking a little pale yet, and it isn't too late to brace up with a dose of it now, but Miss Josephine has the bottle in her cabin." "Yes," said her sister; "she gave me a dose of it, too, and, Mr. Fearnot, I wish you could have heard the many kind things she said about you. It's a wonder your ears didn't tingle." "Well, well, well! Now I know why my ears did tingle so last night.
Fearnot," and, taking his arm, she accompanied him down into the dining-room, where she was the only lady passenger present. She ate rather a light supper, and so did Fred. The meal over, they went back up on deck, for all people when seasick want to be out in the fresh air, and if the wind blows strong and cold they are all the better for it.
"But I'll have to ask you to wait until I see what sort of quarters brother and Mr. Fearnot have for me." "We have nothing but a plain ranch house, but there are plenty of them, for we haven't put in the improvements we intend to. Men, you know, can rough it; but sister will have a neat room fixed up for her.
She was very much surprised when she found out that Evelyn could speak French as fluently as she could. "Oh," said Evelyn, "I spent a most agreeable time in Paris once. My brother and Mr. Fearnot are both quite good linguists, Mr. Fearnot particularly. He can learn a foreign language more easily and rapidly than any one I ever knew. Brother can learn it easily, too; but not as much so as Mr.
The girls were about fifteen and eighteen rears of age, respectively, and as Evelyn shook hands with them and welcomed them, they stared at her as though she were a royal personage. "Girls," said she, addressing the two daughters, "this is the first time I was ever on this ranch. Brother and Mr. Fearnot owned a ranch up in Colorado, and there was no other ranch like it in all that state.
They were buried in one pit, and above them was a head-board, on which was painted in large letters the story of their fate. Tom Hecker had written to four of his former cowboy companions that he had found a place with Fearnot and Olcott again, and that they wanted four more of them to join him. They at once resigned their places with their employers, and soon reached their ranch.
About three hours later a cowboy arrived in the conductor's cab, on the rear end of a freight train, and going to the little store, inquired for Fearnot. There were four cowboys in the store at the time, and they could see from his dress and style that the newcomer was a cowboy, too. The storekeeper went out on the porch and caught a glimpse of Fred over at the barn lot.
Bacon and greens is a dish fit for a king, but you haven't got any on this ranch, I reckon." "No, we'll buy that in town, as we do sugar and tea and coffee, and if you are fond of coffee, brother and Mr. Fearnot can certainly make the best that you ever tasted." "Gosh! I do love it."
The man had evidently been drinking heavily, for his face was flushed. "Mr. Fearnot," he fairly roared, "you refused to give me work this morning, and yet an hour later you took on another man. Now I've got to have work or know the reason why, or else clean out the whole ranch!" and he flourished the branding-iron above his head in a most threatening manner. "It's work or fight," he continued.
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