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"How should I know? I've hardly been off the ranch this summer. I guess I
will stop by."
Old Johnny cleared his throat. "I was thinking I'd ask John if he'd let
me go along up with him and Judith when they went to Mountain City. I got
quite a gregus sum of money saved up and I never did see Frontier Day
yet."
"That's right, Johnny! You ask him," said Douglas, with a remote twinkle
in his eye.
"Johnny, you are a fool, I swear!" exclaimed Grandma. "Let me catch you
lally-gagging off to Mountain City! Come on, let's get started."
"Anyhow, Doug is my friend," said the old man, belligerently, as he
followed his sister.
"If I go, I'll take you along, Johnny!" exclaimed Douglas. "See if I
don't!"
"You sure are crazy, Doug!" laughed Jimmy.
"I like the old boy," insisted Douglas. "He and I had better go up and
see Jude rake in the prizes."
"Right now every prize has been doled out to the regulars," cried Jimmy.
"But you should care, Jude! You'll have the grandstand with you, every
minute, if the judges aren't."
"It will be the big event of my life whether I win or not," said Judith.
"What's the matter with Little Marion, Jimmy? I don't even remember her
at the rodeo."
"O, she's busy, you see. I never did know a busier girl than Marion. I'm
busy too, with Charleton gone so long. And that fourth-class postmaster
of ours sent a lot of unclaimed magazines and mail order catalogs up
to the house. We've been reading those. Say, I bet I know everything
that's for sale in the United States. I'm the most price-listed rider in
the Rockies."
"I'll be getting down to see Marion to-night or to-morrow," said Judith.
"O, you needn't bother," returned Jimmy. "It's a long trip, and she'll be
all right."
"So you and Little Marion have been baching it!" mused Douglas. "Hang
Charleton, he promised to take me out after wild horses!"
"He generally goes by himself." Jimmy mounted his horse. "He's a lone
hunter, Charleton."
"When are you folks going to be married?" asked Douglas.
Jimmy turned his roan homeward. "I don't know," he answered soberly.
"I wish I could have gone with Charleton," remarked Douglas, watching
Judith as she rubbed Sioux's head.
"Charleton! I should think you'd hate a long trip with that old coyote. I
hate him."
"It isn't to be with Charleton I want to go. I want to get me some wild
horses. But there was a time when I sure was crazy about being with him.
I thought he knew more about how a fellow could get happiness out of life
than any one."
"Nobody in the Valley knows as much as Inez."
"Do you call her happy?"
"No; she's really sad. That's why she knows what real happiness is."
"Judith, how do you suppose Inez will end?"
"Over in the cemetery with a coyote-proof grave like the rest of us. And
I ask you, Doug, since that's the end of it, why worry?"
"That's the very reason I worry! Life is so short and if we don't find
happiness here, we are clean out of luck, forever."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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