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Lin on the floor still； and I at the window。 There I looked out upon a scene
my eyes never tired of then； nor can my memory now。 Spring had passed
over it with its first； lightest steps。 The pastured levels undulated in
emerald。 Through the many…changing sage； that just this moment of to…day
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was lilac； shone greens scarce a week old in the dimples of the foot…hills；
and greens new…born beneath today's sun melted among them。 Around the
doubling of the creek in the willow thickets glimmered skeined veils of
yellow and delicate crimson。 The stream poured turbulently away from the
snows of the mountains behind us。 It went winding in many folds across
the meadows into distance and smallness； and so vanished round the great
red battlement of wall beyond。 Upon this were falling the deep hues of
afternoonviolet； rose； and saffron； swimming and meeting as if some
prism had dissolved and flowed over the turrets and crevices of the
sandstone。 Far over there I saw a dot move。
〃At last！〃 said I。
Lin looked out of the window。 〃It's more than Tommy；〃 said he； at
once； and his eyes made it out before mine could。 〃It's a wagon。 That's
Tommy's bald…faced horse alongside。 He's fooling to the finish；〃 Lin
severely commented； as if； after all this delay； there should at least be a
homestretch。
Presently； however； a homestretch seemed likely to occur。 The bald…
faced horse executed some lively manoeuvres； and Tommy's voice reached
us faintly through the light spring air。 He was evidently howling the
remarkable strain of yells that the cow…punchers invented as the speech
best understood by cowsOi…ee； yah； whoop…yahye…ee； oooo…oop； oop；
oop…oop…oop…oop…yah…hee！〃 But that gives you no idea of it。 Alphabets are
worse than photographs。 It is not the lungs of every man that can produce
these effects； nor even from armies； eagles； or mules were such sounds
ever heard on earth。 The cow…puncher invented them。 And when the last
cow…puncher is laid to rest （if that； alas！ have not already befallen） the
yells will be forever gone。 Singularly enough； the cattle appeared to
appreciate them。 Tommy always did them very badly； and that was plain
even at this distance。 Nor did he give us a homestretch； after all。 The bald…
faced horse made a number of evolutions and returned beside the wagon。
〃Showin' off；〃 remarked Lin。 〃Tommy's showin' off。〃 Suspicion
crossed his face； and then certainty。 〃Why； we might have knowed that！〃
he exclaimed； in dudgeon。 〃It's her。〃 He hastened outside for a better look；
and I came to the door myself。 〃That's what it is；〃 said he。 〃It's the girl。 Oh
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yes。 That's Taylor's buckskin pair he traded Balaam for。 She come by the
stage all right yesterday； yu' see； but she has been too tired to travel； yu'
see； or else； maybe； Taylor wanted to rest his buckskinsthey're four…year…
olds。 Or elseanyway； they laid over last night at Powder River； and
Tommy he has just laid over too； yu' see； holdin' the mail back on us
twenty…four hoursand that's your postmaster！〃
It was our postmaster； and this he had done； quite as the virtuously
indignant McLean surmised。 Had I taken the same interest in the new girl；
I suppose that I too should have felt virtuously indignant。
Lin and I stood outside to receive the travellers。 As their cavalcade
drew near； Mr。 McLean grew silent and watchful； his whole attention
focused upon the Taylors' vehicle。 Its approach was joyous。 Its gear made
a cheerful clanking； Taylor cracked his whip and encouragingly chirruped
to his buckskins； and Tommy's apparatus jingled musically。 For Tommy
wore upon himself and his saddle all the things you can wear in the Wild
West。 Except that his hair was not long； our postmaster might have
conducted a show and minted gold by exhibiting his romantic person
before the eyes of princes。 He began with a black…and…yellow rattlesnake
skin for a hat…band； he continued with a fringed and beaded shirt of
buckskin； and concluded with large； tinkling spurs。 Of course； there were
things between his shirt and his heels； but all leather and deadly weapons。
He had also a riata； a cuerta； and tapaderos； and frequently employed these
Spanish names for the objects。 I wish that I had not lost Tommy's
photograph in Rocky Mountain costume。 You must understand that he was
really pretty； with blue eyes； ruddy cheeks； and a graceful figure； and；
besides； he had twenty…four hours' start of poor dusty Lin； whose best
clothes were elsewhere。
You might have supposed that it would be Mrs。 Taylor who should
present us to her friend from Sidney； Nebraska； but Tommy on his horse
undertook the office before the wagon had well come to a standstill。
〃Good friends of mine； and gentlemen； both；〃 said he to Miss Peck； and to
us； 〃A lady whose acquaintance will prove a treat to our section。〃
We all bowed at each other beneath the florid expanse of these
recommendations； and I was proceeding to murmur something about its
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being a long journey and a fine day when Miss Peck cut me short； gaily：
〃Well；〃 she exclaimed to Tommy； 〃I guess I'm pretty near ready for
them eggs you've spoke so much about。〃
I have not often seen Mr。 McLean lose his presence of mind。 He
needed merely to exclaim； 〃Why； Tommy； you told me your hens had not
been laying since Christmas！〃 and we could have sat quiet and let Tommy
try to find all the eggs that he could。 But the new girl was a sore
embarrassment to the cow…puncher's wits。 Poor Lin stood by the wheels of
the wagon。 He looked up at Miss Peck； he looked over at Tommy； his
features assumed a rueful expression； and he wretchedly blurted；
〃Why； Tommy； I've been and eat 'em。〃
〃Well； if that ain't！〃 cried Miss Peck。 She stared with interest at Lin as
he now assisted her to descend。
〃All？〃 faltered Tommy。 〃Not the four nests？〃
〃I've had three meals； yu' know；〃 Lin reminded him； deprecatingly。
〃I helped him；〃 said I。 〃Ten innocent； fresh eggs。 But we have left
some ham。 Forgive us； please。〃
〃I declare！〃 said Miss Peck； abruptly； and rolled her sluggish； inviting
eyes upon me。 〃You're a case； too； I expect。〃
But she took only brief note of me； although it was from head to foot。
In her stare the dull shine of familiarity grew vacant； and she turned back
to Lin McLean。 〃You carry that；〃 said she； and gave the pleased cow…
puncher a hand valise。
〃I'll look after your things； Miss Peck；〃 called Tommy； now springing
down from his horse。 The egg tragedy had momentarily stunned him。
〃You'll attend to the mail first； Mr。 Postmaster！〃 said the lady； but