The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1867-10-24

once admirable and remarkable.
'Will you take pipe7' asked the
hospitable Fiery Nose; ''do, take one,''
handing him coil of gas-pipe, 81 have
some tobacco that has stamp on it, and
it consequently must be good. 1t was
grown in Paducha
''Why don't you use the Mud Turtle
brand 3" observed Buffalo Bull. ssEvery
paper you buy has a-Inillion dollar bill in
ii, and you can get it for FIVE cents. 1t
is an excellent Investment for your sur
plus earnings. Let me advise you to get
some''
'Ah, vii" said Fiery Nose. ssPray4
haire," said he TO his child, ''go around
and buy me two papers of Mud Turtle to-
bacco. You'd better. ride. Get quar-
ter's worth of tickets, and you may buy
yellow jack with the change
The fair Prairie Flower kissed her aged
parent until his colors began to run, and
then she went out on her errand with a
small hat over her eyes.
''Nice girl, amt she ?'' said Fiery
Nose 'I've had great deal Of trouble
bringing her up, but l am amply repaid,
and attribute all to the fact that raised
her with yeast powders l got the best,
and they did the business"
''She is fine girl, and no mistake, and
she seems good, too. By the way, how
are you getting along over at your Sunday
School 2"
''Yolerably, thank you," said Fiery
Nose "tolerably. l make them an ad-
| dress, and play few tunes on the melo-
deon every Sabbath afternoon but l
can't attend to it properly, you know"
''No? Why not2''
"Well, you see, am constantly inter-
ruPted. Here last Sunday, while 1 was
right in the midst of touching hymn, a
! pale face came down the road, and was
| obliged to go ont and murder him. He
ran, but l told him that he'd got to die,
and if he didn't want to 60 out on the fly,
he'd better succumb at once.''
''Did he ?''
eyes, he came up and apologized for
running on the ground that he wanted to
! see a man. But 1 was mad, for you
know l am Iymphatic, with tendency to
apoplexy, and l don't like to rum
Right enough, too"
double-headed terrierSand then scalped
him and let him go. lie asked me what
thought he ought to do, and L told him
| would advise him as FREUD to use
hair restoratiyes warranted not dye, and
to shake the bottle, and rub it we'll in"
cit did credit TO your head and heart"
observed Buffalo Bull.
''He said so, and concluded by giving
me his hand, and asking me ifI wouldn't
bury the hatchet.''
'Did you signify your willingness to
do so ;"
81 did, and the ceremony came off at
the cemetery. The friends and relatives
of the family were invited, and the Epis-
copal service was read at the grave. No
cards, however"
"What, no seven up in the carriages
going TO the funeral! Why, l thought
that was the regular thing
''Oh, yes; we had that, of course. =
| But l mean no cards Of invitation
SPY the way, old boy" calculated
Buffalo Bull, speaking OF your daughter,
she's regular straight out gamboge-skin-
ned, aboriginal angel, with no discount on
her. She's hobby bit of calico and,
while think of it, 1 understand young
Grizzly Bear, the festive brave of the
Algonquins, has viewed her with a critics
eye and passed her imperfections by, and
concluded to go for her. How sayest
| thou 90
''He has, has he Well, permit me
to remark that he has probably Skinned
/ S..l, 4
| just as leave marry her to somo wooden
headed cigar store Indian, would, upon
my sacred word of honor as gentlemen. -
''She's too good for him, peradventure, ~
observed Buffalo Bull sententiously.
''Venture your whole pile on that, me
boy. She wears ow-down bonnets, and
has her linen embroidered, she does be-
sides she chews gum, and has four-ounce
ring through her nose. No girl like that's
agoing to fling herself away, is she
Well, should think not. Not while her
pa can dabble his hands in gore, at any
rate, reckon
| ''But, my friend,'' observed Bull, with
a trembling voice, show much these eb-
ulitions of youthful affection remind me
of me childhood days. Look at me while
l weep; listen to these bona fcle tears as
they patter in the spittoon. Oh where,
where are the friendsiof me youth o
where are the loved ones gonel'
81 give it up," said Fiery Nose, after
q few moments calm and patient thought.
'tDon't you recollect how we used to
go out on the trail and capture little child
rem and gouge their eyes out, and chop
'em into bits, and then come home and
learn our catechlms and knife our next
door neighbor, and then pray TO the Great
| Manitou before we went TO bed. All,
those were happy, happy days, and we
were hilarious little Ingins, weren't we.