Bat Wing Bowles

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Coolidge Dane. Bat Wing Bowles

CHAPTER I. MR. BOWLES

CHAPTER II. THE FAR WEST

CHAPTER III. THE BAT WING RANCH

CHAPTER IV. BRIGHAM

CHAPTER V. WA-HA-LOTE

CHAPTER VI. THE ROUND-UP

CHAPTER VII. THE QUEEN AT HOME

CHAPTER VIII. A COWBOY'S LIFE

CHAPTER IX. REDUCED TO THE RANKS

CHAPTER X. THE FIRST SMILE

CHAPTER XI. CONEY ISLAND

CHAPTER XII. PROMOTED

CHAPTER XIII. A LETTER FROM THE POSTMISTRESS

CHAPTER XIV. THE ENGLISH LORD

CHAPTER XV. BURYING THE HATCHET

CHAPTER XVI. THE STRAW-BOSS

CHAPTER XVII. AND HIS SQUIRREL STORY

CHAPTER XVIII. THE ROUGH-RIDERS

CHAPTER XIX. A COMMON BRAWL

CHAPTER XX. THE DEATH OF HAPPY JACK

CHAPTER XXI. A CALL

CHAPTER XXII. THE HORSE THAT KILLED DUNBAR

CHAPTER XXIII. THE CUSTOM OF THE COUNTRY

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Three days is a short time in which to post a man on the Far West, but if you don't care what you say, and say it quick, you can give him a pretty good fill. Dixie Lee was almost sorry when the Limited rolled into Albuquerque, and Mr. Bowles was fairly tearful in his adieus.

"Really, Miss Lee," he said, holding her hand with just a shade more than the proper pressure, "really, I shall never forget your kindness. The days have passed like a dream and I feel myself quite a Westerner already. Yes, I am sure I shall love the West – it is so big, and free – but what I like about it most is its splendid spirit of equality, its camaraderie. I can feel it everywhere – it is in the air – these great, rough-looking men, greeting perfect strangers in the smokers and on the platforms and saying: 'Say, pardner, gimme a match' – or a smoke, even! Oh, it is glorious! I – but, really, I must be going! So sorry our ways should part here. Well, good-by, Miss Lee – so glad we should happen to meet. I hope you have a pleasant journey. Thank you! Oh, don't mention it – good-by!"

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"Here! Wait a minute!" he cried impatiently. "I don't want to get you killed, so what's the use of talking? The only way for you to get to be a cow-puncher is to work up to it, the way everybody does. I'll give you a job as flunky at twenty a month and found, and if you make good I'll put you on for horse wrangler. How does that strike you?"

"Ah – what are the duties of a flunky?" inquired Bowles, cautiously and without enthusiasm. "You know, I'm quite content with your first proposal."

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