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The Weekly Enterprise.
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Business Wlan, the Farmer
the FAMILY CIRCLE.
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AT THE
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O BUSINESS CARDS.
j ANSIXG STOUT.
Attorney and Counselor at Law,
PORTLAND, OllKCJON
OHice Under the United States District
Court Kuoni. Front street. 40 tf
JQK. F. UAKCLAY,
'JSSLm J3JBL.m SZZm Ul-w
(Formerly Surgeon to the lion. II. B. Co.)
OFFICE At Residence, Main street Ore
pon CityViegon.
J.
AW PAUTXERSIUP.
! S Tv KT.T.T.V.
J. II. HEED,
Resilience corner of
Columbia and 7th sts.
O llf-siik-IHM, Columbia au
bet. -M arid 3d -sts.
Jas. K. Kelly and J. II. Reed, under the
O q firm name of
KELLY A HEED,
Will practice law in the Com ts of Oregon
OHice on First street., near Alder, over the
new Post office room, Port. and. (4otf
7II W ATKINS, M. D ,
SUUQTCON, rom-r..YM, Okkoc n
OFFICE M Front street Residence cor
ner of M.iin and Seventh streets.
J. V. CAPI.ES. o J. C. MOKELASDi
CAPLES & MOI1EEAND,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
Cor. FROST and WASHINGTON Sts.,
O PORTLAND, OREGON.
' J. WELCH,
DENTIST.
I'trmaneittly Located at Oregon City, Oregon
ROOMS With Tr. Saffarrans, on Main et.
AGE Ss THAYER,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW.
OFFICE In Cree's Building, corner of
Front and tark streets, Portland. o'2:tf
W. C. JOHNSON. F. O. M'COWK.
Notary Public.
JOHNSON & McCOWN,
Oregon Oity, Oregon.
MTS- Will attend to all business entrusted to
our care in any of the Courts of the State,
Collect money .Negotiate loans, sell real estate
etc. Particular attention given to contested
Logan, Sliattuck & Killin,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,"
No.lUUFront Street, XT p Stairs,
PORTLAND, OP.EOOX.
J. n. MITCHELL. J. X. DOI.PH. A. SMITH
Mitchell, Dolph t Smith,
Attorneys and Counsellors at Law,
Solicitors in Chancery, and Proc
tors in Admiralty.
EST" Office o"er the old Post Office, Front
street, Portland, Oregon.
c. GIBUS.
C. W. PAKRISIT,
Notary Putlic and Com. of Dads,
GIBBS & PARRISH,
Attorneys and Counselors at Law,
r. Portland, Oregont.
OFFICE On Alder street, in Carter'
brick blockQ Q
J)M. McKEXyEY,
ATTORNEY AT LAWr,
OREGON CITY, OREGON".
X. H. BELL.
K. A. r AltKEK
BELL &. PARKER.
DRUGGISTS,
AND DEALERS IX
Chemicals, Patent Medicines, Paints
Perfumery, Oils, Varnishes,
And every article kept in a Drug Store. Main
Hreet, Oregon City.
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JOIIX II. SCIIRAM.
O Manufacturer and Dealer in
SADDLES, HARNESS,
etc., etc.,
Main Street, Oregon (Sty,
"y Wishes to represent that he is now as
well prepared to furnish any article in his line
as the largest establishment in the State. He
particularly requests that an examination of
his stock be made before buying elsewhere.
F. S. 0STHEIM,
IMPOR?EE AND DEALER IX
Segars, Tobacco. Pipes, Stationery
CUTLERY," YANKEE NOTIONS, &c.
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No. 83, corner of Front and Washing
ton streets, fire proof brick store, called the
Old Corner, opposite American Exchange,
Portland, Oregon. 3.3m
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Brci ye-ws- "f&.v':'"i?i.
"Why Don't Ion Take tlie Papers ?
Go then, and take the papers.
And pay to-day. nor pray delay,
And my word lor it's inferred ;
You'll live till you're gray.
An old neighbor of mine,
While dying with a cough,
Desired to hear the latent news
W'hile he was going off.
I took the paper and I read
Of some new pills in force ;
lie bought a box and is he dead ?
No hearty as a horse.
I knew two men, as much alike
As e're you saw two stumps.
And no phrenologist could find
A difference in their bumps.
One takes the papers, and his life
Is happier than a king's, .
His cfiildren all can read and write,
And talk of men and things.
The other took no paper, and
While stroking in the wood
A tree fell down and broke his crown
And killed him "very good."
Had he been reading of the news,
At home like neighbor Jim.
I'll bet a cent that accident
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Would not have happened him.
THE AVIF13 OV LAJIAIWl.VE.
Lamartine is well known to have
made a fortunate marriage, and to
have received very great aid in his
literary undertakings from his ami
able wile, who died May 21, 1803
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.A more lovely character l never
met. She devoted herself wholly
to him; attending minutely to ev
cry household detail, bhe her
sell so trilted, so brilliant a writer
and so admirable a painter mag
nanimously and contentedly watch
ed and waited upon the intellect
of her husband. Her goodness o
heart was most remarkable. She
had always a gentle word, to let
down softly the disappointed
young authors, who sent trashy
verses for her husband's inspection.
In her own home she was always
gracious and cnarmmg; lor luie
cop!e she had always amusements
in the garden, and lively conver-
ation. With deep thinkers she
could quite as readily engage in
milosophieal discussions. The vc
y type of activity, she also climb
ed into garrets, and visited hospi-
als, and earned medicine and iood
wherever most needed, by means
of a secret dispensary which she
lad established. It appears that
be copied with her own hands all
of Lamartine's works except "Les
Girondins." All of the k'copy"
supplied to the printer is in her
hand; she kept the poet s own
manuscripts as a precious treasure
which she knew posterity Mould
value as highly as she did. lie
wrote the poem "Jocelyn" in a
large album which he used as an
account book. The obverse face of
the leaves contained the accounts
of the laborers in his vineyards,
the reverse was covered with po
etry. Alter the poem was comple
ted, and negotiations with a pub
lisher were carried to a successful
issue Lamartine, pointing to the
album as he mounted his horse to
make one of his usual long exclu
sions, asked his wife to send it to
the printer. She opened it, and,
seeim" at first nothing but the ac
counts of the laborers in the vine
yard, thought there must be some
mistake. Mie examined lurthcr,
and found the reverse face of every
leaf contained "Jocelyn." She
laughed, took the album to her
desk, and rcsoluteiy set to woi k to
copy the poem. M. de Lamartine
thought his work in the publisher's
hands until a week afterward,
when, as they were sitting down
to breakfast, she gave him the al
bum and the unblotted matin
script of "Jocelyn." The poet was
so deeply touched that he took
a
pen and wrote the three dedicato
rv strophes to Maria Anna Eliza
which ae to be found on the first
page of that Avork. General Wil
son, in Plows at Home for No
vember.
CT Human affections are the
leaves, the foliage, of our being-
they catch every breath, and in the
burden and heat ot the day they
make music and motion in a sultry
world. - Stripped of that foliage
how unsightly is human nature.
W Tndnstrv is not only the
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instrument of improvement, bu
tho. foundation of pleasure. He
who is a stranger to it may -pos
sess, but cannot enjoy; for it is la
bor only which gives relish to
pleaslire.
The latest thing in dresses
-Xight dresses.
TIME'S RETItlBtTIOS,
BT AMY RANDOLPH.
It was one of the bitterest of all
December's bleak and bitter days.
The white fintrers of tho dri vino-
snow were tapping sharp and furi
ously at the crystal surface of the
plate-glass windows, the wind
shrieked pitilessly through th
keen
and piercing air. and the
marble-mounted thermometer in
the vestibule was rapidly lowering
its crimson vein toward zero.
It's dreadfully cold!" mused
Mrs. Angell, as she sat with one
slippered foot on the fender, and
tier linger, ornamented with two
emeralds, a diamond, and a gaudy
"regard ring," between the leaves
of her book. " I'm glad I am not
compelled to be out of doors on
such a day as this.
And she looked complacently
round at the elegantly furnished
little boudoir where she sat. A
handsome
octagonal
room.
its
walls panelled in pink velvet and
gold, with a heavy tracery of gold
vine-leaves around the ceiling by
way of cornice, it had all the charm
of novelty. The carpet was of a
deep rose color, strewn all over
with tiny white shells; the curtains
cast a rosy glow against the little
marble nymphs of the Italian man
tel, and a vase of pure white roses
on the table caught the pink re
flection. J he lire, heaped high
with bituminous coal, kept up a
low crackling sound ; the scarlet
winged lory swung idly to and fro
in the ring of his cage between the
curtains, and an asthmatic little
poodle nodded sleepily on the
hearth-rug.
"Mrs. Angell herself was a
plump, pretty brunette of about
thirty, with hard, brilliant black
eyes; hair brushed in the fashiona
ble style, away from a square low
forehead; and lips that, although
lather thin, were of the brightest
vermillion. Her dress was an ele
gant neyliyce of white cashmere,
puffed cambric, and Valenciennes
lace; and her white, shapely hands
were miniature jewel-stands for the
display of expensive rings.
" Mamma !"
She looked up quickly, and held
out her arms as a rosy little girl of
about nine, the fac-simile on a small
cale ot herselt, came
bounding
into the room
" What is it, Nina, cara ? mam
ma's little pet !"
It s Miss Elmer, mamma. She
s:
ays, could sue see you just lor a
moment V"
Mrs. Angell consulted a small
Geneva watch, a tiny marvel of
white enamel and diamonds.
"It is ten o'clock, my child; your
essons should have
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begun
long
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ago
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" But Miss Elmer has but just
come, mamma
The handsome olive
brow con-
tracted ominously.
" Tell Miss Elmer that I will sec
her."
Little Xina tripped away to de
liver her message. A minute after
wards there was a low tap at the
door, and Juliet Elmer, the daily
governess, entered.
She was a tall, gracefully form
ed girl, apparently about twenty-
two or three years ot age, dressed
m black that had evidently bidden
adieu to its best days some time
since. Generally she might have
been rather pale, but there was a
deep vivid carmine spot on either
cheek just now, that told of recent
agitation or excitement. Her
eyes were of the deepest hazel,
large and liquid, and her hair was
of a warm, sunshiny brown. But
it was her mouth, red and sensitive
and mobile, that constituted her
best feature: every emotion that
stirred the surface of her mint;
seemed mirrored in the unconscious
movement of her lips.
"I am surprised, Miss Elmer,"
began Airs. Angell, after she hat
recognizod the governess' presence
bv a stiff inclination of her head.
" Xinc is your hour, and here it is
after ten, and not a lesson com
menced. Xina. call your little
brothers and sisters immediately
and tell them to proceed directly
to the school-room. Sufficient time
has already been lost."
She opened her book once more.
as if to dismiss the subject and the
governess together, but Miss Elmer
still stood by the door, nervously
playing with the shaby strings o
her crape bonnet.
Mrs. Angell " she said, in a low
hurried tone of voice, "I amafrau
T must beg you to excuse me to
day. for"
" Indeed, Miss Elmer, I shall do
no such thing," sharply interruptet
Mrs. Ano-ell, laying tier book down
on the table with a motion that
was anything but gentle. 46 If you
wish to 1 e relieved from the duties
of your situation, I beg you will
sav so fit oripf T know Rfvnml
deserving young people who would !
be but too glad to take the posi
tion of governess to mv chil
dren !"
" I do not, madam; I do not, in
deed," faltered Juliet, growing
scarlet in her embarassment and
mortification. " We could not
live without the money you are so
good as to give me ; but I should
esteem it a great favor to be ex
cused to-day, for my mother is
very much worse, and I have no
one to leave with her."
"I am surprised that you ask
me such a question, Miss Elmer,"
said Mrs. Angell, drawhig herself
up. "Of course Ism very sorry
for that worthy person your moth
er, but I'm not in any way respon
sible for her illness, nor do 1 see
why it should inconvenience me,
or interfere with my children's les
sons. They lost two days last
week for the same reason, and at
their age every lesson is of import
ance. It is quite out of the ques
tion, Miss Elmer quite out of the
question, I assure you."
Juliet stood pale and irresolute.
"But my mother is dangerously
ill, madam."
Mrs. Angel turned anew page in
her book, and went on reading
with a face of placid interest.
Juliet came a step or two nearer.
" Mrs. Angell, I must go to my
mother."
" Just as you please, Miss Elmer;
only of course you understand,
that if you go, you forfeit your
(nailer's salary. I dare say 1 can
obtain plenty of governesses with
out mothers who take up half their
time."
The blood rushed in a hot tide
to Juliet Elmer's brow, at this cruel
tab.
" Mrs. Angell !" she pleaded,
with a deep-drawn sob. "Mrs.
n sell "
But the lady held up her jewell
ed hand deprecatingly.
1 must beg that there may bo
an end to this altercation, Miss
she said, coldly. "You
ire quite aware how nervous lam,
and that a scene is beyond every
thing my aversion. Go or stay as
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you please you understand my
esolution on the subject.
Juliet was silent. For an in
stant she was half resolved to rush
to m the house, never again to set
yes on this hard-hearted, elegant
v attired tyrant. But then she
remembered the quarter which ex
ired that very week, and thought
of the many comforts and necessi
ml i
ties that the fifty dollars were to
mrchase for her consumptive
mother the rent that must be
aid the little debts that were
laily accumulating round their
poverty-stricken home; and Juliet
Tamer ieit that she was as com
pletely in Mrs. Angell's power as
it she had been bound in iron
chains at the hard, handsome bru
nette s feet
She threw up her hands with a
despairing gesture, and then her
face settled into white, uncomplam
ing pallor.
Oh, Airs. Angell, you arc very
cruel to me ! but God is over us
all.'.
That was all she said as she went
slowly away towards the school
room, with the strange mechanical
motion of one walking in her sleep,
liow long the short December
lay seemed ! How slowly the
tiny hands of the little school-room
clock moved over their dial. Juliet
could almost have declared that
they stood absolutely still, as from
time to time she glanced at them
with feverish eagerness.
"Are you sick, Miss Elmer?"
questioned little X ina Angell, look
ing up, as the governess stoopet;
over the French exercise book
" your hands are so hot."
"Sik? yes, I am heart-sick!"
said Juliet, almost involuntarily.
Then, recollecting herself, she
pressed her lips to the child's fresh
cheek murmuring :
" Dear little Xina, may this tria
never come to you !
Xina returned the kiss with
warm, childlike affection. She was
fond of the pale gentle governess
who was so different from her brill
iant mamma.
It was quite dark at five, the
hour at which Miss Elmer was re
leased from her school-room bond
age, and her hands trembled with
nervous agitation as she hurriedly
assumed her shabv outer garments.
Xor was the weather out of doors
at all reassuring to her state of
mind. The snow had turned to a
dull, driving sleet, the pavements
were as slippery as glass, and the
keen wind penetrated her thin
wrapping with its first blast. But
Juliet was in too great haste even
to think of herself as she sped hur
riedly along, shrinking from every
passer in the street.
Just as she came opposite a
brilliant gas-light, however, the roll
of music slipped from her hand.
She stooped to recover it.
"Juliet! Miss Elmer!"
She gaz?d, white and trembling,
at the tall stylish looking young
man who had seized both tier
hands in his.
" Paul Clay ! can it be possible
that this is you ?"
" Why shouldn't it be possible,
J uliet ? My dear little school-mate,
who on earth would have thought
of meeting you in the streets this
dismal evening ? Where did you
come from ? and . where are you
going?"
For an instant Juliet had been
back in the bright scenes of two
years ago ; this question brought
her back into the forlorn present.
Things had changed, sadly chang
ed, since people were wont to
laugh at the pretty, prosperous
belle about Paul Clay's manifest
admiration. The two years that
he had spent among "the palm
groves and minarets of Asia and
Arabia had changed the rich mcr-
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ciiaui s uauguier mio a lameness
orphan, who earned her daily
bread by going out as a visiting
roverness !"
She told Paul these things with
quiet dignity, as he walked by
ler siue, carrying the little roll ot
music as deferentially as if it had
)een Queen Victoria's sceptre.
low she longed for a little more
ight to see his face as she spoke !
Why did I not know this? why
lid you not write to me ?" he ask
ed, in a husky tone of voice.
c did not know where you
?," she said simply: "and be
sides "
" Besides what ?"
" I had no right to ask your aid
or sympathy."
"Juliet, you knew better, he
exclaimed, passionately. " Juliet,
if I had"
She put her hand gently on his
arm.
" We live here. "Will you come
up ?"
He followed her silently up the
dark and narrow stairway, with his
strong heart beating like a drum
within his bosom. She stopped on
the third floor.
"Juliet, have you come to this?"
She opend the door and motion
ed him m without replying.
Mother dearest mother!
There was no voice nor sign of
recognition from the quiet figure
stretched on the little bed. Juliet
hurriedly lighted the gas with fm
gcrs that trembled, she knew not
why. In the same instant Paul
Clay sprang forward, as if to inter
cept her sight.
"Juliet my poor Juliet!
And she knew that the quiet re
pose of the marble face was but
the majestic seal of Death! Xo
more penury, no more pain or grief
for the pilgrim who had reached
the gates ot the Eternal City. In
the stormy tumult of the tempes
tuous December day she had died
there, all alone !
Like a marble statue Juliet stood
gazing down at her mother's seiene
dead face gazing with dilated
eyes and white quivering lips,
while Paul Clay s protecting arm
upheld her tottering figure!
" Juliet, my dearest," he mur
mured, in a voice half choked by
emotion, " this is no time to speak
to you of the dearest wish of my
heart ; but you are not alone I
am with you ! Juliet, hencefor
ward I have-no wish or care in life
that can be separated from you !"
Juliet seemed scarcely to hear
him; indeed she appeared quite un
conscious of his presence, even
though she could not have stood
upright without his assistance.
" Mother !" she moaned feebly,
" mother ! and I was not beside
you! Oh, that cruel, cruel woman!
If I live for a thousand years, I
never, never will forgive her for
what she has this night brought
upon me!"
And Juliet Elmer fainted in the
strong arms that were as tender as
a woman's touch!
It was a brilliant March day,
just ten years after tliat dreary
night when Mrs. Elmer died, alone
in the tenement house, and Juliet
was sitting a fair, blooming mat
ron in the superbly furnished
drawing-room of her home on
Madison avenue, with two or three
golden-haired children playing
around her feet. The eldest, a
lovely child ot seven, leaning
against her shoulder, with one hand
playing with the diamond arrow
that sparkled in her dark tresses,
had blue, wishful eyes like Paul
Clay's; the others were like her,
dark and rosy.
"Alamma, l uon i want a
gov-
erness, pouteu miie j. am. i
had rather study with you !"
" But mamma has not time to
hear your lessons, said Juliet, smil
ing. " And Aunt Rosa thinks you
will like this lady very much."
" What is her name ?"
"I don't know, my son; she wTill
be here in a minute."
As she spoke the door was
thrown open, and Mrs. Clay rose
with a gentle, reassuring smile to
greet the applicant for the situation
of governess, who advanced slowly
in a dark-eyed, haggard woman,
with hollow cheeks and a dress of
worn black silk. She started back
as her eyes met Mrs. Clay's sweet
features.
" Good heavens ! it is J uliet El-
mer.
And Juliet knew that she was
standing face to face with the wid
ow of John Angell, the bankrupt
broker whose suicide had been a
nine days' wonder on Wall street,
but a few months since.
The moment for Juliet's revenge
had come. As she stood there,
looking at the wan, haggard wid
ow, the past seemed to rise up be
fore her, as if it hadljeen but yes
terday the trials, the woes, "the
agony that she had lived down,
and well-nigh foro-otten. Ah !
times were far different with her
now.
Mrs. Angell cowered and shrank
before Juliet's clear, calm eye, as
if she expected a scathing rebuke
a scornful dismissal. But as
Juliet saw her white cheeks and
worn features, a heavenly pity
came into her heart, soft as the
fluttering wings of the white dove
Peace, and she felt no sensation
but the mildest compassion towards
the woman who had once trodden
her heart in the dust.
" Sit down," she said, gently
drawing forward a chair. " You
must be very weary."
" i ou you never will
engage
me for your governess !" faltered
Mrs. Angell, tasting now, in all its
bitterness, the cup she had once
held relentlessly to Juliet's lips.
" Why should I not ?" asked
Juliet, calmly. " The children are
quite ready for their first lesson,
Mrs. Angell !"
And she never alluded, by word
or glance, then or at any other
time, to the melancholy past. But
when : Airs, vngeii iook her leave
that night, she" bent and pressed
her bps almost passionately to
Juliet's hand.
" II you had turned me away I
must have starved," she murmured
incoherently. " But you have for
given me. - Oh, it is only just that
I should sutler now ?"
When, little Paul came to his
mother's side that night to learn
his daily Bible verse from the treas
ured volume on her knee, she turn
ed the leaves over with a grave,
absent face.
" Mamma," said the little fellow,
checking her hand, " you have lost
the place. My last verse was in
Psalms."
"I know it, Paul; but here is
another that I wish you to learn
to-night, and remember as long as
vou live."
And the boy, bending towards
the words indicated by "his moth
er's slender finger, read in low,
reverent tones:
yivcn.
A Strange Tiiinc; Found in a
Strange Place. The Lewiston
(Me.) Journal of September 18th
says: Charles True, of Lee, while
on a voyage to Montevideo, in
South America, the past year, was
on board of his ship, at anchor in
the mouth of the river, about four
miles below the city. On weigh
ing anchor, a large quantity of mud
came upon the fluke of the anchor,
full of shells. Climbing over the
side . of the vessel to collect the
shells, he noticed a curious looking
stone, which he saved with the
shells and brought home. It is a
specimen of Egyptian porphyry,
polished on two sides and beveled
for a mosaic pavement, as used by
the Romans. The Roman cement
still adheres on one side. There is
no mistaking the specimen.
Some one was talking the
other day of the inconveniences
whfPh the Siamese Twins must suf
fer in being bound together by a
ligature which could never be sev
ered, when Robinson exclclmed,
struck by a hanpy though', "What
a good thing it is that they are
brothers ! J ust imagine wJiat they
would suffer if they were strangers
to each other !"
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WESTERS CUSTOMS.
I haven't dated this letter, be
cause I don't know where I am.
I am about nine miles from Jules
burg, at a little settlement on tho
South Platte Kiver. At daylight
to-morrow I am to catch someof
the finest salmon you ever saw.
They will not bite at any other
time of day. I suppose t hov Wrn-
ed this disagreeable habit of break
fasting from the "Bull Whackers'
who navigate these plains. I am
stopping at a little hotel about
thirty by ten feet. The scarcest
thing in this country is lumber,
settlers having to pay ever so
many dollars a foot for all they use,
besides what they brought in their
valises. The landlord 4s from
Pennsylvania, and seems to be do
ings, thriving business. . Bydint
of hard talking and liberal prom
ises I got a room to myself. It is
just large enough -for the bed and
and candle box set on a chair, up
on which I am writing this letter.
It is in one end of the building and
separated from the next room bya
bed quilt which you must crawl
under to come in or go out; but
it is my room and after the jolting
I have had upon the Indian pony I
expect to have a good night's
Was ever a poor pilgrim in suc?i
a fix? Just as 1 had written
"night's" above, and had sleep on
the point of my pen, I heard a
knocking on the lloor outside the
bed quiit. "Crawl under," said
Enter the landlord's daughter, a
buxom young lady about seven
teen years of age, ISshould bulge.
She opened her rosy lips and spake
as follows:
"Mister, don't take off your
clothes to-night when you go to
bed". J n
"Why?"
"Because
with you."
am
going
to
eep
"Well, if
you
have
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no better
reason than that-
"Hush! Shet up! You told par
that you would not sleep with a
man."
"I had rather sleep with a wet
dog."
"Well I have given up my bed
to a sick man. I have been at
work all day, and have to work
hard all day to-morrow and 1 cant
afford to set up all night. The
bed is wide enough for us both.
I shall stay on the" back side, and
if vou don't stay on your side.
J better that's all.
As she said this she raised from
her dress pocket an infernal jack
knife, such as farmers use in trin:
ming fruit trees, and then let it
fall back with a chug. I compre
hended the situation in half a mo
ment, and unto this maiden I quoth
as follows.
"Miss young lady your inten
tions may or may not be honorable.
I am traveling entirely by myself.
My natural protectors are miles
and miles away beyond the bound
less prairie ignorant of the perils
which may beset their idol. Th s
far I have not been insulted 1 y
your sex. I am a man of few
words, but they arc emphatic. I
will give you up apart of that bed,
and that's all 1 will do. If you at
tempt, during the silent watches
of the night, anything contrary to
this firm determination, by St. Jo
seph, my patron saint, I will shoot
you right through the midriff."
As I concluded I laid a slocum
pistol on the candle-box. A low
chuckle outside the bed quilt gave
evideige that pater familias had
heard and approved the arrange
ment. My antagonist laughed and say
ing "Mister I reckon we under
stand each other," bounced over
the backside of the bed. There
she is now pretending to be fast a
sleep. I can't finish this letter.
I can't do anything. Talk about
the trials of the early saints a
bout being broiled over live coals
about being flayed alive about
being boiled in oil. What w as all
that to all this ?
The Tehauntepcc Railroad will
be 173 miles long. It will cost
88,823,000. The difference in going
from Xcw York to San Francisco,
by the Tehauntepcc route over the
Panama route, will jq 1,477 miles
and from Xew Orleans to San
Francisco, 2.-4 miles, saving six
days in o-e case aiid nine in the
other.
"Don't trouble yourself to open
your mouth any wider," said a
elentist to his patient; "I intend to
stand outside to draw your tooth."
An illusion the bridal veil.
The woman question "k
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