A Chaparral Christmas Gift

The first reason for the inconvenience was around a quarter century developing. Toward the end of that time it was justified, despite all the trouble. Had you lived anyplace inside of fifty miles of Sundown Ranch you would have known about it. It had an amount of ebony hair, a couple of to a great degree candid, profound cocoa eyes and a chuckle that undulated over the prairie like the sound of a shrouded rivulet. The name of it was Rosita McMullen; and she was the girl of old man McMullen of the Sundown Sheep Ranch.