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The Wrong Woman

Chapter 2 No.2

Word Count: 4615    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

sing a little incident of its own. On a spot on the prairie which was no more a particular place than any other part of it, a lamb was born. The two occupants of t

expression at once pleased and perplexed. As coming troubles cast their shadows before, this little memento, coming on ahead of a gay and giddy throng, raised visions of troublous and erratic times. The dog, a genteel, white-ruffed collie, sat down and viewed the infant with a fine look of high-browed intelligence, as if

hich shelter opossums and rabbits ran about in tunnels of their own making. To this place he went, and having grabbed a handful of hay from the convenient mouth of a burrow, he returned to the lamb, and kneeling down beside it he rub

ow back at her grazing again, it was plain to be seen that she was going to give herself no further concern in the matter; indeed, it was likely that when the lamb should come forward to make his claims upon her, she would resent and oppose such intimacy, sheep being different from other animals in this regard. The man felt, naturally enough, that the first-born

aving got the hang of things, it was balancing on all fours with fair prospects of success. Its status was a little uncertain,-like a sailor just landed on a continent which seems to have been drinking,-but still it was up and ready to try a step or two if necessary. But now the dog, who had been keeping a sharp eye on every move, became so personally interested that he gave it a poke with his nose; and over it went. This must have been discouraging. The lamb, dazed for a moment, waited for the spirit to move it, and up it came aga

er and made her fast by putting her head between his legs, which made very good stanchions, he hung the lamb across his palm and set it down carefully on the proper spot on the prai

rew visibly in gumption; and finally, after another swig at the bar of life, he was a made lamb. He actually started to walk. His steps, to be sure, were rather theoretical and absent-minded, and as he had not yet discovered just where earth begins and air leaves off, he seemed to be putting his feet into places that were not there; but considering the dizzy height of h

with just enough strength to rise and partake, the sooner he is about it the better. After a few draughts from the fount of knowledge his education is complete; and it is not many days till sheep life is too dull for him and he must lead a livelier career. Mary's lamb "followed her to school one day," and the reason

it now bulged out with the carcass of a cotton-tail which he had scared out of the marsh grass, together with various conveniences which he had brought along from the shack. These things out of the way there would be room for the lamb to ride; he therefore spilled everything on the ground and set to work to make an entirely new arrangement, pausing, however, when he had unbuttoned his coat (he had left his vest off) to observe the present state of his white shirt-front, one side of which, in addition to its generally soiled condition and the darker streak which marked the pathway of his hand, had now a crimson spot from the head of the cotton-tail. That side, in comparison with the spotless and polished cond

er for work, skirted round and brought them all face-about suddenly, barking his threats along the van, and then closed in some stragglers, according to instructions received from the distance. The man stayed where he was till the flock had drifted past

as it is only a two-story bunk boarded in and roofed over, it is more properly a room-bed; or rather it is comparable to a passage at sea with its upper and lower bunk and the surrounding ocean of prairie-a sort of stateroom in the flight of Time. The architect of this one had been short of lumber, or too economical, the result being that the present occupant was a trifle too long for it; and he had considered the advisability of cutting a little window in the side to let his feet out. Its inconveniences bothered him little, however, as he spent his evenings stretched out on the prairie by the fire. It was so far

uld get a meal from his unwilling mother, who would be confined in such straits in the narrow little pen that she could not move nor help herself. The advantages of this arrangement the lamb would make full use of; and thereafter he would get along very well, interrupting his slumbers at any time and supping to his full satisfaction. There was a

misbehaved mother came trotting along he laid hands upon her and pulled her out of the procession. At this, the lamb, which had become a very warm spot on his breast, said something which sounded very much like Ma-a-a; whereupon he decided that it might as well have supper at once, after which it could follow afoot. The lamb, having been carried so far through life, came down rather carelessly on its newly unfolded legs and stumbled; but it soon picked up what it had learned of the laws of mechanics and fell to supper forthw

d, scooping it up under his arm. "Yes, I do. You

news, as any one may imagine who has lived even a few days so utterly alone. But whether the visitor was a stranger or a friend was made a matter of doubt by the conduct of the dog, who was barking and growling and wagging his tail. And his only change in conduct towards his friend the enemy consisted in doing it all more industriously, making threats with one end of himself and waving a welcome with the other. But no sound came from the other side of the shack. The intruder did not stand forth

pieces of pie, two peaches, half a chicken, sandwiches,-some with ham and some with jam,-pickles and cheese. And the coffee-pot under full steam. Th

lf in time he hugged it closer with unconscious strength. The wom

in a tone of positive welcome

ou do," h

f your fire-hole. And your cof

t make yourself right at home. Are the men f

anybody-any men folks." These words nearly choked her. But immediately she added,

the stew-pan, the contents of which seem

nyway, he won't bite

hem," she said, her

ect. She was dressed in plain black, with deep white cuffs which turned back upon the sleeves, and a white turnover collar, as neat as a nun. Offsetting, somehow, the seve

who had the charming advantage of being also a dimpled Daughter of the Regiment. Once his eye had taken in the regular contour of her nose and rested on that dimple, his gaze did not wander. He did not even wink-it wo

se. I came in here to find a water-hole and he ran away and threw me off. Then I found I was lost"

nces, for allusions which would have to be recognized, for asseverations which would have to be formally confided in-intimacy. And that must not be. The least betrayal of fear by her would bring it about. There must not be even the suggestion of a situation. It had been a godsend that, upo

a little high-handed touch or two, referring to the aggravation of being thrown by one'

in front of him. In hope of making a more manly figure before her, he set the lamb down, feasting his eyes meanwhile upon the dainty repast and the two white napkins spread upon the ground. And when

ngry that I had lost my appetite. A person does, you know. But I was just dying for a cup of hot cof

l right. I 'm

that the man, whose nerves were not easily touched, dr

asping her hands together and f

was waiting till the spirit should move it to the next idiotic thing to do; and it would no doubt have achieved it had not the man taken quick action. He seiz

tle lamb!" she exclaimed, deligh

and regarding it critically. "It was ce

and these were the first free and natural words she had spoke

upper for you. That is in case you did n't come along when I-I-You see I did n't expect you home so early." To which she quickly added, "You know, when I first came along, I thought the plac

ht. This place does n't all belong to m

hat seemed to give her everything inside th

e-and sugar. And I hope y

ut I 'll go now and put this lamb where he won't be scaring

s Smith. J

ephen Brown. Glad to

er to take it off. She acknowledg

sundown; that's why I came home a little early. But it's rather late now to do muc

ed that the dog was remaining behind, an interested spectator, he called b

ng among the sheep with his back turned, she patted the dog on the head with the greatest familiarity. Janet "loved" d

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