Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 9 June 1936 — Page 19

By James

FEAT smothered the, range. Buz- + zgards was wheeling slow above

the few heads of gaunt steers and %

ding driving ahead of our

was water over on the of the badlands, at Drybone and we aimed to have some for those animals of ours. 1 that water was as much any one's—if we could make Quaise see it our way. But

other ranchers had told me about Quaise and, when I thought of getting him to see anybody's way but his own, I had to feel of the old pistol stuck under my belt, to get my courage back. is I looked at Della—and gosh, I did feel mean. Her little face was all. sunburned and streaked with dust, and she looked tired. The two years since I married her and brought her out to ranch with me on Scarhill range had sure been hard on her, She must've guessed what I was thinking. She rode over close to me, laughed, and said: “Ed, don’t you feel like that, It wasn't your fault this. dry spell had to come and stay. Don’t you worry —we'll get water from Quaise” : 2 5 ‘= : *YTF we don't— well, it won't be

no dryer in Hades than here— or any hotter,” I said morosely. She laughed in that low, pretty way of hers that always gets me. 1 never understand women. The poor critters with us commenced snuffing after while and bawling, low like and pitiful, as they tried to hurry. They smelled the water ahead. We just let them go, following them over the next rise] and down to Drybone Hole. The Hole was a sort of hollow, and there was a little wet-weather creekbed running out from it. It was almost dry now, that little creek, but there was enough water there to make it look mighty good. There was something not so good, though. There was a tight barbedwire fence around Drybone Hole and, coming from a boxcar-style house ‘over by a couple of cottonwoods, was as mean a looking hombre as I ever hope to see.

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JE had black whiskers, his eyes ; was sort of red—and he packed a rifle in his hands. He looked at the few head of ours that was leaning over that fence, tongues out, bawling crazily. Then he come through a. gate and stopped right in front of us. I felt sickish as I slipped my old gun out and held it hidden behind my saddle pommel. I had to make two starts at it to say, “You're Tomai Quaise?” ‘He shoved his héad forward and growled, “You bet! What're you wanting here?” “I want water from this hole for my stock,” I said. He raised his rifle a little and set: his teeth. - “Don’t tell me it ain’t my water. I filed on it, and no bunch of hidesacked bones is going to tromp the hole into a mush, and ruin what water they is. My water, mister, and you ain't having none!” I Jooked at Della, sitting there

"cooking and things. Never heard

‘Gunplay

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“Get!” he snarled. It looked lize sure gunplay. “I smell preserves, and I hear a baby!” Della cried suddenly. . . She put her horse through the gate and right up to the house. A woman come to the door, and I heard Della say that she was Mrs. Ed Blue, and then, them two women: hugged each other like sixty! “When you and Mister Blue get them cows watered, come in for some hot bread and fresh preserves,” Mrs. Quaise bawled out to her husband. Quaise looked at me, and I looked

at him, and suddenly, we both grinned ‘sheepish. % 2 8 =: is HEW!” he said. “I was

afraid my bluff wasn’t going to work. You see, them big outfits want to. let ‘whole herds in and ruin the hole. . I bluffed them off. Figured I had to be tough with everybody to keep my face!” “And 1 was afraid Della would find out I was afraid to fight with this iron!” I admitted, trembling: some, because I felt so relieved. When we’d watered the animals, Quaise led me over to a little pole stable, and we went inside. - “I didn’t let the old lady use all.

the wild grapes for jelly.” He winked }

at me as he pulled ‘a. big jug from under some prairie hay. : After ' awhile, when we had} drowned the memory of our big gun fight, and was sitting back peace=-| ful, Quaise cocks an ear and says to listen. Them women was talking a mile a minute, about babies and

anyone so happy. » t J ” “ ARTHA’S been awful cantankerous,” ‘Quaise sighed. It come to me that maybe Della had been lonesome, too... . . =» | We hoisted the jug ; and If heard Mrs. Quaise say, “We are going to be neighbors. Men are such | stupid, helpless things. I'm glad my man and yours ain’t fighting.” Quaise grinned at me. is the men!”. . : “Della and your wife and cooking and kids—they kept us from scaring each other entirely to death,” I allowed. “Tomai, women is funny— | I don’t savvy them.” “Ed, we won't fight about that. Here, man, lift that jug. See them dark lines of thunderheads away over yonder. Man, it looks ilke rain!” THE -END :

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