Southport telegraph. [volume] (Southport, W.T. [i.e. Kenosha, Wis.]) 1840-1850, 1840-10-13

ed hospitality of a western settler, was not
| among the latest astir. The storm had
partially subsidized; and although the clouds
still lowered angrily, and his saddle bad
enjoyed the benefit of a leak ia the roof
during the night, Mr. Willoughby resolved
to push on as far as the next clearing. at
least, hoping for something for breakfast
beside potatoes and salt 1t took him a
weary while TO find his horse, and when
he had saddled him, and strapped on his
various accoutrements, he entered thehouse,
and enquired what he was to pay for his
ertainment--laying some what of
stress on the last word. His host, nothing
daunted, replied that he guessed he would
let him off for dollar.
Mr. WiIloughby took out his purse, and
as he placed silver dollar in the leathern
palm out-spread to receive it, happening to
look toward the hearth, and perceiving
preparations for very substantial break
fast, the long pent-up vexation burst forth.
Il really must say, Mr.. Pepper-'he
began: his tone was that Of an angry man,
but it only made his host laugh.
If this is your boosted western hospital
ity, can tell you
You'd better tell me what the dickens
you are pepperng me up in this fashion
for. My name isn't Pepper, no more than
yours is May be that is yonr name; you
seem pretty warm
Your name not Pepper ! Pray what
is it then p
'Ah! there's the thing now You land
hunters ought to know SIGH things without
asking
'Land-hunter Pm no land-hunter =
'Well you re land-shark, 'then-swal-
lowin up poor mems farms. The less
see Of such cattle, the better Pm pleased
'Confound your said Mr.. Willoughby,
who waxed warm, q tell you I've nothing
to do with land. wouldn't take your
whole state for a gift
what did you tell my woman you was
a land-hunter for then?'
And now the whole matter became clear
in moment and it was found that Mr..
Willoughby's equipment, with the mention
Of hunting party had completely mis-
led both host and hostess. And to do them
justice, never were regret and vexation
more heartily expressed.
You needn't Judge our new country
folks by me- said Mr.. Handy, for such
proved to be his name; any man in these
parts would as soon bite off his own nose,
as to snuba vitraveller that wanted sup
per and a nights lodging. But some how
in' after that 'ere Pepper-one of the worst
landsharks we've ever had here-made
me mad; and | knowI treated you worse
than an Indian
'Humph' said Solomon.
But continued the host you shall see
whether my old woman can't set a good
breakfast, when she's mind to- Come,
you SHAFT stir step till you've had break
fast; and just take back this plaguey dollar.
| wonder it didn't burn my fingers when
took it'
Mrs. Handy set forth her very best, and
a famous breakfast it was, considering the
times. And before it was finished, the hunt
ing party made their appearance, having
had some difficulty in finding their compan-
ion, who had made no very uncommon mis-
take as to the section corners and town lines.
ri tell We what said Mr.. Handy, con-
fdentiaily, as the cavalcade with its bag
gage poneis, loaded with tents, gun-cases,
and hampers Of provisions, was getting in
to order for march to the pral,ies, III tell
We what; if you've occasion TO stop any
where in the Bush, you'd better tell 'em al
the first goin' off that you amt land
hunters
But Mr.. WiIloughby had already had "a
caution