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nk the other eye At each other, 'sif they Smelt a mouse around our way! Me and Tom had never grew Spoony like some couples do; Never billed and cooed and sighed; He was bashful like and I'd Notions of my own that it Wasn't policy to git Too abundant till I'd got Of my feller good and caught. As we walked along that night He got talkin' of the bright Prospects that he had, and I Somehow felt, I dunno why, That a-fore we cake-walked back To the ranch he'd make a crack Fer my hand, and I was plum Achin' fer the shock to come. By and by he says, "I've got Fifty head o' cows, and not One of 'em but, on the dead, Is a crackin' thoroughbred. Got a daisy claim staked out, And I'm thinkin' it's about Time fer me to make a shy At a home." "O Tom!" says I. "Bin a-lookin' round," says he, "Quite a little while to see 'F I could git a purty face Fer to ornament the place. Plenty of 'em in the land; But the one 'at wears my brand Must be sproutin' wings to fly!" "You deserve her, Tom," says I. "Only one so fur," says he, "Fills the bill, and mebbe she Might shy off and bust my hope If I should pitch the poppin' rope. Mebbe she'd git hot an' say That it was a silly play Askin' her to make a tie." "She would be a fool," says I. 'Tain't nobody's business what Happened then, but I jist thought I could see the moon-man smile Cutely down upon us, while Me and him was walkin' back,-- Stoppin' now and then to smack Lips rejoicin' that at last The dread crisis had been past. _Anonymous._ A COWBOY'S LOVE SONG OH, the last steer has been branded And the last beef has been shipped, And I'm free to roam the prairies That the round-up crew has stripped; I'm free to think of Susie,-- Fairer than the stars above,-- She's the waitress at the station And she is my turtle dove. Biscuit-shootin' Susie,-- She's got us roped and tied; Sober men or woozy Look on her with pride. Susie's strong and able, And not a one gits rash When she waits on the table And superintends the hash. Oh, I sometimes think I'm locoed An' jes fit fer herdin' sheep, 'Cause I only thi
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