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A STORY OF MONTANA
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me, and with that she shivered, and, somehow, crept close into my arms.
"I was all broke up with pity for her. Texas was a mighty cruel man with his hosses, and that was enough. And onced — in this country where we dont ask pedigrees — it had come to us that a wife had left him somewhere in th' South.
"We walked back to the house slowly, and Ole Man Clayton stood waitin' for us, it seems.
" 'Go into th' house — to yuh moth
" 'No steers there,' I cut in; 'leastwise, only Morris's.'
" 'He's th' man yuh 're goin' to work for.'
" 'Not by a d sight!' I said.
' I 'm punchin ' for yuh ! '
'"All th' same,' th' Ole Man explained; 'we're as good as pardners.'
"I could feel myself goin' fast.
"'Pardr-ers! — yes,' I says, 'to hornswoggle yuh girl from her mother, an' '
"His smoky eyes looked thru me a
TRIGGERLESS LIKENS SUE TO A FLOWER IN HER FLOWER GARDEN
er, miss,' says he, with a smoky look in his eyes ; ' and you, ' he snaps, turning on me, 'walk down to the corral — I want to have a talk with yuh.'
"I never knowed all this time that Texas had seen us two in th' road, and had ridden back thru th' bush to sneer th' news at th' Ole Man. 'Yuh 're goin' to start outridin' tomorrer, ' he says, when we came to th ' fence, 'an' it's none too soon for me.'
" 'I'm agreeable,' says I, indifferent. '"Who goes with me?'
" 'No one,' says he, short. 'Yuh 're to follow up th' valley to Flathead — '
minit, and then he called me something that no free man will stand for.
" 'If yuh ever call me that ag'in, I'll kill you!' I yelled, and started toward him. His face went all mottley white, like a fish's belly, and he staggered away from me. I looked up jest in time to see Sue a-standin' in th' door, lookin' at me sorrowful-like.
"It stopped my fist, all right, but I ran over to th' shed like a crazy man, got my pony, and put him into Jocko, while th' hot pain swung and whirled in my head like an angry rope in the round-up.