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Rowdy of the Cross L

by B。 M。 Bower (B。M。 Sinclair)





CONTENTS

1。 Lost in a Blizzard
2。 Miss Conroy Refuses Shelter
3。 Rowdy Hires a New Boss
4。 Pink as 〃Chappyrone〃
5。 At Home at Cross L
6。 A Shot From the Dark
7。 Rowdy in a Tough Place
8。 Pink in a Threatening Mood
9。 Moving the Herd
10。 Harry Conroy at Home
11。 Rowdy Promoted
12。 〃You Can Tell Jessie〃
13。 Rowdy Finds Happiness




CHAPTER 1

Lost in a Blizzard。

〃Rowdy〃 Vaughanhe had been christened Rowland by his mother; and
rechristened Rowdy by his cowboy friends; who are prone to treat with much
irreverence the names bestowed by motherswas not happy。 He stood in the
stirrups and shook off the thick layer of snow which clung; damp and
close…packed; to his coat。 The dull yellow folds were full of it; his gray
hat; pulled low over his purple ears; was heaped with it。 He reached up a
gloved hand and scraped away as much as he could; wrapped the long…skirted;
〃sour…dough〃 coat around his numbed legs; then settled into the saddle with
a shiver of distaste at the plight he was in; and wished himself back at the
Horseshoe Bar。

Dixie; standing knee…deep in a drift; shook himself much after the manner of
his master; perhaps he; also; wished himself back at the Horseshoe Bar。 He
turned his head to look back; blinking at the snow which beat insistently in
his eyes; he could not hold them open long enough to see anything; however;
so he twitched his ears pettishly and gave over the attempt。

〃It's up to you; old boy;〃 Rowdy told him resignedly。 〃I'm plumb lost; I
never was in this damn country before; anyhowand I sure wish I wasn't here
now。 If you've any idea where we're at; I'm dead willing to have you pilot
the layout。 Never mind Chub; locating his feed when it's stuck under his
nose is his limit。〃

Chub lifted an ear dispiritedly when his name was spoken; but; as was
usually the case; he heard no good of himself; and dropped his head again。
No one took heed of him; no one ever did。 His part was to carry Vaughan's
bed; and to follow unquestionably where Vaughan and Dixie might lead。 He was
cold and tired and hungry; but his faith in his master was strong; the
responsibility of finding shelter before the dark came down rested not with
him。

Vaughan pressed his chilled knees against Dixie's ribs; but the hand upon
the reins was carefully non…committal; so that Dixie; having no suggestion
of his master's wish; ventured to indulge his own。 He turned tail squarely
to the storm and went straight ahead。 Vaughan put his hands deep into his
pockets; snuggled farther down into the sheepskin collar of his coat; and
rode passive; enduring。

They brought up against a wire fence; and Vaughan; rousing from his apathy;
tried to peer through the white; shifting wall of the storm。 〃You're a swell
guidenot;〃 he remarked to the horse。 〃Now you; you hike down this fence
till you locate a gate or a corner; or any darned thing; and I don't give a
cuss if the snow does get in your eyes。 It's your own fault。〃

Dixie; sneezing the snow from his nostrils; turned obediently; Chub; his
feet dragging wearily in the snow; trailed patiently behind。 Half an hour of
this; and it seemed as if it would go on forever。

Through the swirl Vaughan could see the posts standing forlornly in the
snow; with sixteen feet of blizzard between; at no time could he distinguish
more than two or three at once; and there were long minutes when the wall
stood; blank and shifting; just beyond the first post。

Then Dixie lifted his head and gazed questioningly before him; his ears
pointed forwardsentient; strainedand whinnied shrill challenge。 He
hurried his steps; dragging Chub out of the beginnings of a dream。 Vaughan
straightened and took his hands from his pockets。

Out beyond the dim; wavering outline of the farthest post came answer to the
challenge。 A mysterious; vague shape grew impalpably upon the strained
vision; a horse sneezed; then nickered eagerly。 Vaughan drew up and waited。

〃Hello!〃 he called cheerfully。 〃Pleasant day; this。 Out for your health?〃

The shape hesitated; as though taken aback by the greeting; and there was no
answer。 Vaughan; puzzled; rode closer。

〃Say; don't talk so fast!〃 he yelled。 〃I can't follow yuh。〃

〃Whowho is it?〃 The voice sounded perturbed; and it was; moreover; the
voice of a woman。

Vaughan pulled up short and swore into his collar。 Women are not; as a rule;
to be met out on the blank prairie in a blizzard。 His voice; when he spoke
again; was not ironical; as it had been; it was placating。

〃I beg your pardon;〃 he said。 〃I thought it was a man。 I'm looking for the
Cross L; you don't happen to know where it is; do yuh?〃

〃NoI don't;〃 she declared dismally。 〃I don't know where any place is。 I'm
teaching school in this neighborhoodor in some other。 I was going to spend
Sunday with a friend; but this storm came up; and I'mlost。〃

〃Same here;〃 said Rowdy pleasantly; as though being lost was a matter for
congratulation。

〃Oh! I was in hopes〃

〃So was I; so we're even there。 We'll have to pool our chances; I guess。 Any
gate down that wayor haven't you followed the fence?〃

〃I followed it for miles and milesit seemed。 It must be some big field of
the Cross L; but they have so very many big fields!〃

〃And you couldn't give a rough guess at how far it is to the Cross
L?〃insinuatingly。

He could vaguely see her shake of head。 〃Ordinarily it should be about six
miles beyond Rodway's; where I board。 But I haven't the haziest idea of
where Rodway's place is; you see; so that won't help you much。 I'm all at
sea in this snow。〃 Her voice was rueful。

〃Well; if you came up the fence; there's no use going back that way; and
there's sure nothing made by going away from it。that's the way I came。 Why
not go on the way you're headed?〃

〃We might as well; I suppose;〃 she assented; and Rowdy turned and rode by
her side; grateful for the plurality of the pronoun which tacitly included
him in her wanderings; and meditating many things。 For one; he wondered if
she were as nice a girl as her voice sounded。 He could not see much of her
face; because it was muffled in a white silk scarf。 Only her eyes showed;
and they were dark and bright。

When he awoke to the fact that the wind; grown colder; beat upon her
cruelly; he dropped behind a pace and took the windy side; that he might
shield her with his body。 But if she observed the action she gave no sign;
her face was turned from him and the wind; and she rode without speaking。
After long plodding; the line of posts turned unexpectedly a right angle;
and Vaughan took a long; relieved breath。

〃We'll have the wind on our backs now;〃 he remarked。 〃I guess we may as well
keep on and see where this fence goes to。〃

His tone was too elaborately cheerful to be very cheering。He was wondering
if the girl was dressed warmly。 It had been so warm and sunny before the
blizzard struck; but now the wind searched out the thin places in one's
clothing and ran lead in one's bones; where should be simply marrow。 He
fancied that her voice; when she spoke; gave evidence of actual
sufferingand the heart of Rowdy Vaughan was ever soft toward a woman。

〃If you're cold;〃 he began; 〃I'll open up my bed and get out a blanket。〃 He
held Dixie in tentatively。

〃Oh; don't trouble to do that;〃 she protested; but there was that in her
voice which hardened his impulse into fixed resolution。

〃I ought to have thought of it before;〃 he lamented; and swung down stiffly
into the snow。

Her eyes followed his movement with a very evident interest while he
unbuckled the pack Chub had carried since sunrise and drew out a blanket。

〃Stand in your stirrup;〃 he commanded briskly 〃and I'll wrap you up。 It's a
Navajo; and the wind will have a time trying to find a thin spot。〃

〃You're thoughtful。〃 She snuggled into it thankfully。 〃I was cold。〃

Vaughan tucked it around her with more care than haste。 He was pretty
uncomfortable himself; and for that reason he was the more anxious that the
girl should be warm。 It came to him that she was a cute little schoolma'am;
all right; he was glad she belonged close around the Cross L。 He also wished

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