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Barbara swung around to view the poet She saw a slender ed trousers covered the man's nakedness Indian moccasins protected his feet, while a torn and shapeless felt hat sat upon his well-shaped head AMERICAN ritten all over hi else Apparently he was a tramp as well--his apparel proclaimed him that; but there were two discordant notes in the otherwise harmonious ensemble of your typical bo He was clean shaven and he rode a pony He rode erect, too, with the easy seat of an arirl he raised his battered hat and swept it low to his pony's shoulder as he bent in a profound bow

"I seek the majordomo, senorita," he said

"Mr Grayson is up at the office, that little building to the left of the ranchhouse," replied the girl, pointing

The newcomer had addressed her in Spanish, and as he heard her reply, in pure and liquid English, his eyes widened a trifle; but the fareeted her left his face, and his parting boas h no less profound than its predecessor

And you, my sweet Penelope, out there somewhere you wait for me, With buds of roses in your hair and kisses on your mouth

Grayson and his employer both looked up as the words of Knibbs' poeh the open

"I wonder where that blew in froe astride the tired pony, looking at hier's lips as his eyes ure of the Easterner

"Good evening, gentlee

"Evenin'," snapped Grayson "Go over to the cookhouse and the Chink'll give you so to eat Turn your pony in the lower pasture Sht, an' you kin hev your breakfast in the !" The ranch superintendent turned back to the paper in his hand which he had been discussing with his employer at the moment of the interruption He had volleyed his instructions at Bridge as though pouring a rain of lead froun, and now that he had said what he had to say the incident was closed in so far as he was concerned

The hospitality of the Southwest perht's lodging Grayson having arranged for these felt that he had done all that uest was so obviously a hobo and doubtless a horse thief as well, for who ever knew a hobo to own a horse?