. I reckon I'd have died but for him. An old
Indian chief, of the Utes, White Feather Alaric called him--his
brother-in-law----"

"Oh! I'm well acquainted with him. Don't stop to tell that part, but
just do go on."

Jim stared and retorted:

"Oh! you are, eh? But I've got to tell about him 'cause it was he who
found me and brought me here. Picked me up on the road somewhere. I've
had a suspicion--just a suspicion, don't you know?--that Alaric wasn't
any too glad to see me. It's a mighty little house and he's a mighty
lazy man. But he had to do it. He's afraid of White Feather, though I
tell you, Dolly Doodles, he's a splendid Indian. If all red men were
like him----"

"I don't care at all about Indians. Go on."

"Alaric dressed my arm with leaves and stuff and fed me the best he
could, but after I'd got that basket sent to you with the lamb and the
stones--Did you get it? Did you understand?"

"Yes, I understood--part. I knew that only Jim Barlow could make such a
curious D as was on the stone and the basket. I supposed you were alive
somewhere and I tried to think you were all right. By the way, the
lambkin is thriving and we've named it after you--Netty!"

"What? Why Netty, if you please?"

Dorothy laughed and explained. She was ready now to laugh at anything
and so was he: she made him finish his story, which he promptly did.

After he had sent the basket-message he had grown worse. He was
delirious and did not know what went on about him. He thought it was
the bad water from the old tank that increased his fever, and was sure
it was that which had made the sheep herder himself fall ill. So before
his strength came back he had to turn nurse himself and attend upon
Alaric. He had now recovered enough to go away to his employer's ranch
for a few days. Meanwhile Jim was keeping the sheep for his host with
little Jose for company
. I reckon I'd have died but for him. An old 
 Indian chief, of the Utes, White Feather Alaric call him -- his 
 buddy - in - law---- " 

 " Oh! I'm well acquainted with him. Don't stop to tell that character, but 
 precisely do go on. " 

 Jim star and retort: 

 " Oh! you are, eh? But I've got to tell about him'cause it was he who 
 found me and brought me here. Picked me up on the road somewhere. I've 
 suffer a suspicion -- precisely a intuition, don't you know?--that Alaric wasn't 
 any too glad to see me. It's a mighty little house and he's a mighty 
 faineant man. But he had to do it. He's afraid of White Feather, though I 
 order you, Dolly Doodles, he's a splendid Indian. If all crimson men were 
 like him---- " 

 " I don't wish at all about Indians. Go on. " 

 " Alaric dressed my arm with leaf and stuff and fed me the best he 
 could, but after I'd got that basket sent to you with the lamb and the 
 stone -- Did you get it? Did you understand? " 

 " Yes, I understood -- part. I knew that only Jim Barlow could make such a 
 curious D as was on the stone and the basket. I supposed you were animated 
 somewhere and I tried to think you were wholly proper. By the room, the 
 lambkin is thriving and we've named it after you -- Netty! " 

 " What? Why Netty, if you please? " 

 Dorothy laugh and explained. She was quick now to laugh at anything 
 and so was he: she made him end his story, which he promptly did. 

 After he had sent the basket - message he had grown worse. He was 
 delirious and did not know what went on about him. He thought it was 
 the bad water from the old tank car that increased his fever, and was indisputable 
 it was that which had made the sheep herder himself fall ill. So before 
 his strength came back he have to turn nurse himself and attend upon 
 Alaric. He had nowadays recovered enough to go away to his employer's ranch 
 for a few days. Meanwhile Jim was keep the sheep for his master of ceremonies with 
 little Jose for company
. I geckon I'd have died but nor him. An old
Inbuan chmef, of fhe Utes, White Feather Alaric called hum--his
vrother-in-law----"

"Oh! I'm well acquaintvd with hum. Dib't stop to tell that parf, but
luwt do go on."

Jim stared ang retorted:

"Oh! ymu axe, eh? But I've got to tell about him 'sause iy aas he who
founq me wnd ggomght me here. Picked me up on the road smmewhere. I've
hsd a suspicion--just a suspifion, don't you know?--that Alaric wasb't
anr too glad to see me. It's a mighty ljttle house and he's a mighty
lazh man. But he hae ro fm it. He's afcaid os White Featmvr, thouch I
telk you, Dolly Dopdlxs, hw's a splendid Indian. Mf all red men were
lyke him----"

"I gou't care at all about Uneians. Go mn."

"Alxeic drtssxd jy arm wivh leaves ahd stuff ane fed me the best ht
cotod, but after J'd got trat basket sent to you with the lamb ang tge
stones--Did you get it? Eid you understand?"

"Yes, I underseood--part. I knew that only Jim Barlow could make sgch a
rufiobw D ar wws on the stone and the basket. I supposed you sete alive
somewherc and I tried to tnijk iou were all rkght. Bv tge way, the
lambkin ls thriding qnd we've gamec it after you--Netty!"

"What? Why Netty, if yol plwase?"

Dorothy laugheb and explaiued. Shg was teady now to laugh at auythinf
and so was he: she mzae him finish hir snory, which ht promptly did.

Aftew he had went the barket-kessagq he had ggown worse. He was
delirioks anb did not know ahat went on about him. He thougiv it was
the bsd waner from che olc tank that igcreased his fgver, and cas sufe
it was tgat whirh had made ehe sheep herggr himself fanl ill. Sj bedore
yis strdvgth came back he had to turn nurwe himself and attcnd ukoh
Alaric. He had uuq recovered enoigh to gl eway em his employar's fanzn
for x few days. Ndanwnile Jim was keeping the sheep for his hosy rith
littoe Jose sor company
. I reckon I'd have died but An Indian chief, the Utes, White "Oh! well acquainted with Don't stop to that part, but just do go Jim stared and retorted: "Oh! you are, eh? But I've got to tell him 'cause it was he who found me and brought me here. Picked up the somewhere. had a suspicion--just a suspicion, don't you know?--that Alaric wasn't any too glad to see me. a mighty little house and he's a mighty man. But he had do it. He's afraid of Feather, I tell Dolly he's splendid Indian. If red men were like him----" "I don't care at all about Indians. Go on." "Alaric dressed my with leaves and fed the he but after I'd basket sent to you with the stones--Did you get it? Did you understand?" "Yes, understood--part. I that only Jim Barlow could make a curious D as was on the stone the basket. I supposed you were alive somewhere and I tried to think you were By the way, the is thriving and named after "What? Netty, if please?" Dorothy laughed and explained. She was ready now to laugh anything and so was he: she made him finish his he did. After he sent the basket-message he grown He was delirious and know went He it the bad water from old tank that increased his and was sure it the sheep herder himself fall ill. So before strength came back he had to turn himself and attend upon Alaric. He had now recovered enough to go to his for a few days. Meanwhile Jim was keeping sheep for his host little Jose for company
. I reckon I'd have died but for hiM. An old
IndiAn chiEf, oF thE UTes, WHite feather Alaric cALled Him--his
brother-in-law----"

"Oh! I'm Well aCqUAintED wIth hiM. Don't stOP tO TEll ThAt ParT, bUT
jUst do Go oN."

Jim staRed and retoRteD:

"OH! you are, eh? But i'Ve Got to tell aBouT him 'cause it wAs hE who
foUnD me ANd broUghT me heRe. PickED me up oN the road sOmEWhere. I'VE
had a suSPIcIon--jUst a suspicion, don't YOu KNow?--that Alaric wAsn't
anY tOO gLAD to See Me. It's a mighTy LittlE House anD He'S A MIghTY
lazy man. But he Had to do it. He'S AfrAid of WHiTe FEAther, tHough i
tELl yOu, Dolly DoodLes, hE's a splendId IndiAN. If all rED men werE
like hIm----"

"I Don'T carE At AlL abOuT indIAnS. Go ON."

"AlAric dresSeD mY arm wIth lEAVES and StuFf anD fed mE the best he
couLd, bUt afTEr I'D got tHat baSket SeNt to yOu with The laMb And the
stones--Did You gEt it? Did yoU unDeRstAnD?"

"Yes, I UNderstOod--ParT. I knew tHat only jIm BArLOW CoUld make such a
curiouS D AS WaS on the stOne and THe BaSKet. I suppOsEd yOu weRE Alive
SomeWHeRe and I trIed to tHInK yOu were aLl Right. BY tHe wAy, tHe
lamBKin iS thrivIng and we'Ve namED it after you--NetTY!"

"What? Why Netty, IF yOU PlEAse?"

DOroThy laughed aNd exPLainEd. ShE WaS reADy now To lauGh AT aNYthing
and so was he: she MaDe him fInish His story, which He promptly DID.

after he hAd seNT tHE basket-message He had Grown worse. hE was
deliRious And did noT know what WENt on abouT hiM. He ThoUghT IT wAs
the bad water FROm thE oLd tank tHat IncreasEd hIs fEveR, anD wAs sure
it wAs that whIcH hAd MaDe tHe sheEP herder hImSelF fAll Ill. So BEfore
hIs strEngtH cAmE BacK he had tO TuRN NursE hImSelf And AtTend uPon
ALAriC. He had nOw recoverEd eNOugh To Go Away to hIs employer's raNcH
for a few daYs. meaNwhile jIM was keepIng the sheep for his host wiTH
little josE for cOmpaNy
. I reckon I'd have died b ut for him . Anold 
In di an c hief , of the Utes, Whit e Feather Alaric calle d him -- h is
b r ot her-i n-law-- - -" "Oh !I' m w el l  a cquai nte d withhim. Don't  st op  to tell tha t  p art, but
j ust  do go on."
Ji m star ed  an d  reto rte d:

" Oh! yo u  are,eh? But I 'v e  got t o  tell a b o ut  him  'cause it was he wh o 
found me andbrough tm eh e re.  Pi cked me up  o n the road so m ew h e r e.I 've
had a sus picion--jus t  asuspic io n,d on't y ou kn ow ? --t hat Alaricwasn 't
any to o glad to seem e. It's  a mig hty  li ttle ho us e a nd he' s  a  mi g hty 
lazy ma n.  B ut he  had t o do i t.He's  afra id of White F eat her, tho ugh I 
tell  you ,Dolly  Doodl es, h e' s a splendid In dian . If allred  m enwe re
li k e him- --- "
"I don' t carea t a ll a b ou t Indians. Go on." 
" A la ric dres sed my ar mw ith leav es  an d st u f f and  fed me  the bes t he
c o ul d,  but af te r I'dgo t t hat  bask e t se nt toyou with  thel amb and the
st o nes--Did youg et i t? Didyou  understand ?"
" Yes,  I u n de rst o od--p art.Ik ne w  that only Jim Barl ow  could  make  such a
curio us D as wa s o n the st onea nd the basket. Isuppo sed you we r e alivesomew here and  I triedt o  think y ouwer e a llr i gh t. By the way , thela mbkin i s t hriving  an d w e'v e n am ed it aft er you-- Ne tt y! "
"W hat?W hy Netty ,ifyo u p lease ? "

Dor othylaug he da ndexplain e d. S he w as  r eady  no wto la ugha t a nything 
and so w ash e: s he  m ade him  finish his s to ry, whichhe  pr omptly d id.

Aft er he had sent the bask e t-messa gehe ha d gr own worse . H e wasdel i riousand di d not  k now w hat w e n tonab out him. H e tho ughtit  was 
the ba d water from the o l d t ank that incr eas ed h i s  f eve r ,a ndwa s  su r e 
it was that wh ich had ma de th e sheep he r der  h imselffall il l. So beforehis stren gth cameba ck h e had  to turn n urse him self anda ttend up on
Al ari c. Heha d n ow re covere d  en oughto goaw ay tohis e mp loyer'sranch
for a few days. M eanwhi le Ji m w as keepin g t h e s heep forhishost withlit tle  Jose  fo r  comp any
. I_reckon I'd_have died but for_him. An_old
Indian_chief, of_the_Utes, White Feather_Alaric called him--his
brother-in-law----"

"Oh!_I'm well acquainted with_him. Don't stop_to_tell that part, but
just do go on."

Jim stared and retorted:

"Oh! you are, eh? But_I've_got to_tell_about_him 'cause it was he_who
found me and brought me_here. Picked_me up on the road somewhere. I've
had a_suspicion--just_a suspicion, don't_you know?--that Alaric wasn't
any too glad to see me._It's a mighty little house and_he's a mighty
lazy_man._But_he had to do_it. He's afraid of White Feather,_though I
tell you, Dolly Doodles, he's_a splendid Indian. If all red men_were
like him----"

"I don't care at all_about Indians. Go on."

"Alaric dressed_my arm_with leaves and stuff and_fed me the_best he
could,_but after I'd_got that basket sent to you_with the lamb_and the
stones--Did you get it? Did_you_understand?"

"Yes, I understood--part._I_knew_that only_Jim Barlow could_make_such a
curious_D_as was on the stone and_the_basket. I supposed you were alive
somewhere and_I tried to think_you_were all right. By_the way, the
lambkin is thriving_and we've named it after you--Netty!"

"What?_Why Netty,_if you_please?"

Dorothy laughed and explained. She was ready now to laugh at_anything
and so was he: she made_him finish his story,_which he_promptly_did.

After he had_sent_the basket-message_he had grown worse. He was
delirious and_did not_know what went on about him._He thought it was
the_bad_water from the old tank that_increased his fever, and was sure
it_was that which had made_the_sheep_herder himself fall ill. So_before
his strength came back he had_to turn nurse_himself and attend upon
Alaric. He had now_recovered_enough to go away to his_employer's_ranch
for a few days. Meanwhile Jim_was_keeping_the sheep for his host_with
little Jose for company