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Old "Kiowa" Truesdell was reading at a table. "Good-morning, Mr. Truesdell," said Ranse. The old man turned his white head quickly. "How is this?" he began. "Why do you call me 'Mr. When he looked at Ranse's face he stopped, and the hand that held his newspaper shook slightly. "Boy," he said slowly, "how did you find it out?" "It's all right," said Ranse, with a smile. "I made Tia Juana tell me.
Curly planted a stinging slap against Ranse's left cheek. The print of his hand stood out a dull red against the tan. Ranse smiled happily. The cowpunchers talk to this day of the battle that followed. Somewhere in his restless tour of the cities Curly had acquired the art of self-defence.
"Ranse took the order for some more smokin' to San Antone with him Tuesday. Pancho rode Ranse's hoss back yesterday; and Ranse is goin' to drive the wagon back himself. There wa'n't much of a load just some woolsacks and blankets and nails and canned peaches and a few things we was out of. I look for Ranse to roll in to-day sure.
Curly planted a stinging slap against Ranse's left cheek. The print of his hand stood out a dull red against the tan. Ranse smiled happily. The cowpunchers talk to this day of the battle that followed. Somewhere in his restless tour of the cities Curly had acquired the art of self-defence.
Old "Kiowa" Truesdell was reading at a table. "Good-morning, Mr. Truesdell," said Ranse. The old man turned his white head quickly. "How is this?" he began. "Why do you call me 'Mr. When he looked at Ranse's face he stopped, and the hand that held his newspaper shook slightly. "Boy," he said slowly, "how did you find it out?" "It's all right," said Ranse, with a smile. "I made Tia Juana tell me.
"Ranse took the order for some more smokin' to San Antone with him Tuesday. Pancho rode Ranse's hoss back yesterday; and Ranse is goin' to drive the wagon back himself. There wa'n't much of a load just some woolsacks and blankets and nails and canned peaches and a few things we was out of. I look for Ranse to roll in to-day sure.
"The same," said Ranse, slowly. "I promised him that his son would never marry a Curtis. Somehow I couldn't go against him. He's mighty old. I'm sorry, Yenna." The girl leaned in her saddle and laid one hand on Ranse's, on the horn of his saddle. "I never thought I'd like you better for giving me up," she said ardently, "but I do. I must ride back now, Ranse.
"The same," said Ranse, slowly. "I promised him that his son would never marry a Curtis. Somehow I couldn't go against him. He's mighty old. I'm sorry, Yenna." The girl leaned in her saddle and laid one hand on Ranse's, on the horn of his saddle. "I never thought I'd like you better for giving me up," she said ardently, "but I do. I must ride back now, Ranse.
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