. Mary Ware in Texas . , she said, in a disap-pointed tone. One thinks of it as being youngand crude, and with the proverbial hospitality ofa new country. Ive always thought of it as hav-ing the latch-string out for everybody. Oh, Texas has, Mrs. Barnaby hastened toassure her. Its doors are wide open, and itswelcome corresponds to its size, the biggest in theUnion. But Bauer is different. It has a fewfamilies who will not look on you with old couple who own the cottage which I hopeto get for you will be good neighbors, and if youwere to live here a long time there are others whow
. Mary Ware in Texas . , she said, in a disap-pointed tone. One thinks of it as being youngand crude, and with the proverbial hospitality ofa new country. Ive always thought of it as hav-ing the latch-string out for everybody. Oh, Texas has, Mrs. Barnaby hastened toassure her. Its doors are wide open, and itswelcome corresponds to its size, the biggest in theUnion. But Bauer is different. It has a fewfamilies who will not look on you with old couple who own the cottage which I hopeto get for you will be good neighbors, and if youwere to live here a long time there are others whowould be friendly. Then there are several Ameri-can families who have found a foothold in thetown, and as I said, English-speaking people onthe ranches hereabout. They are cultured, refinedpeople, interesting to know, but strangers cominghere rarely make their acquaintance. You see wehave so many transients coming for their health,staying just a few weeks or months and goingon again — its hardly to be expected wed —. THE NEW YORK: PUBLIC LIBRARY TILPEN THE LITTLE TOWN OF BAUER 59 Her sentence was interrupted by a dashing girlin khaki and a cowboy hat, astride a fiery littlemustang. She rode past the carriage, calling outa greeting as she passed. Norman turned aroundexclaiming, Did you see that? A cartridge beltaround her waist and a six-shooter in her holster!Thats the wild West for you. Thats the sheriffs daughter, explained Shes his deputy, and meets the trainswhen its necessary and hes out of town. Id like to know her, said Mary. Im gladthat theres something to give one the kind of athrill you naturally expect to have out here. Iwas beginning to have such a foreign, far-awayfeeling, seeing all these picturesque little Germangardens with old women weeding in them. Wecan imagine we are abroad this winter in Cologneor Pottsdam or Bingen on the Rhine. Oh, oh!How quaint and dear!: The exclamation escaped her as the gray mulesstopped at the gate of an old garden, o
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