New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1869-11-13
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or eight feet HIGH a skeleton roof-frame canvas
roofing tightly stretched, dingy brown as to the
outside with dirt, and piteh-blsck to-
the inside with flies, stove-pipe sticking cot
aimlessly wherever it may happen to have outgrown
the interior accommodation a hinged door and a
minute paraIlelogram of a glazed window, where
man. to quote the yernacular, is In his mills, hoie
here and there and canvas flap where the free son
of the prairie hangs Outthese are the villa of tho
! pioneer. Public opinion regards partition walls as
an effetninate and costly luxury, but satisfies both -
modesty aud grandeur by the happy expedient OF y
| hanging up blanket here and there, and with
high-bred ease ignoring the self-conscious narrow
ness and brevity of the promoted servitor. Every
house is sacred to hospitality. The Omaha Saloon Z.
jostles the San Francisco Shades, the bell Of the b
Utah House will not be slenced by the gong Of the
Railroad Hotel nor. if the pork and beans Of The
! Gem are too hastily assimilated by tho headlong
traveller is it because the domestic sausages OF Bills
Ranch were not trumpeted to fame by that worthy,
hoarse and perspring in his doorway, whose sign,
board emphasized the virtues OF the miscellaneous
fry. Mrs.. Mix offers Lodging at fifty cents, Come
One Come All; an gelc Mrs. Mix, who seems 10 have
found her frontier shanty like Heaven the moro
dwellers the more room. for we counted IA heads1
under the Zap. and still her sign invited Yang SO
and Hop Lee, Sealeusfet the purity Of this Zion OF
their choice jmplore YOVtO be clean at the. rate OF .
g. per dozen. And every voice, save this from tho
AntipOdes offers the cup of good fellowship filed
with whatever you may please to mention from the
saw-t oothed whisky of the border to the cheerful
Pop which Lovely Woman in these primeyal soil
tudes is supposed TO affect G ZzAss-1-s .. s.I1c1
20 -s-y- g. EARNISG HIS LIVING CT - - sio- 81
We dined at q Wayside Inn.s Iremember no edible
peculiar to the country except flies which none ofus
liked. Then, because we had q watt Of several
hours California time not having yet caught up
with New York time notwithstanding the intimacy
of connection and abundant opportunity, and the
running west of Promontory being on California
time-and because each of us intended to write q
book we gave ourselves up to the study of the town.
II we had all been Hindoo widows intent on the
heaven of Brahma, reserved for. those who have
never told lies and for dutiful relicts immolating
themselves by fire. / doubt If we could have been
more effectuallY RIilled than We were by that
midday Utah 1t not hercer in Sahara. nor IL
the binding white light more cruel. But before
every other door in Promonory. basking 50 to speak
this breath of the Pit that airy Jester the hmble
rigger, the professor of threeeardmontE. or the
devotee Of piagtet-as, piled his simple industry end
compelled unwilling Fortune. We stopped to admire
the first hardy son of toll at his labor. He was
loose-jointed, lazy-looking animal. young. blonde.
sonsy with an expression of cherubic innocence and
contentment, and wanting nothing but wings. to 81
quote dear Mrs Camp, 81 to be syoungsyrup Wings,
and clean shirt, perhaps. Green spectaees worn
apparently for ornament and Tapping straw hat
crowned his features. Twenty and boys crowded
round the rough table where he displayed his cards
and the pool of gold silver, and greenbacks some OF
them miners, some teamsters, some roughs. some
neer-do-weeIs. They quietly made room for US, and
the game went on, , .....- --,-- OIL. ..-. ..- -. Eel.
Nov, gentlemen" shutting the cards with hands
that winked, like Mr.. Fezziwigs calves, I'VE mark
the ten of dmonds cut it Ia this pile, in this.
pile. in this pile You all seen it fall. Any gentle
man like to bet IS on the pile whore be seen it falf
Three innocent cards bottom up the defthands having
shifted them over and over again with incredible
swiftness. Nevertheless you are sharp. You have
not watched that ten of diamonds in vain. You are
not more sure of your salvation than that that middle
card is the eyasiye en green miner thinks SO, too
He edges TO the front. 500 ... -. .srr
Here you, take yer" pointing with stubby
dirty forefinger to the very one. - -.. s-....r
NY good Sir. you lose" whirliDg over the card
No, by jings you win. You're too qnck for me.
only learnt this game yesterday of feer that was
Nd from Frscoe. George you'd orter seen him spread
en- Try it again, youi One gentemand orter
give another a chance to git even" .a .tt.r-. ...
The green one, emboldened by success uiH tryit
again. and doubles his bet. This time it is the right
hand one and next it is the middle again, and next
the left hand but every time the green one bets
higher and every time he wins The pool looks low,
and the honest dealer gives little uneasy laugh
There amt no use O. running against luck" he
saws land I amt quick enough for you. Peraps
somebody that amt SO sharp d give me q chance.
Pye got the best of it. Two out o three, every time.
I'd orter beat you fellers that's fact. Come, sone
other gentleman step up. Here and here and here.
again, and here and here and here. Anybody say
where the ten of dimonds isl -e..-- ..---
The masculine mind hestatng TO commit itself,
the Sport of Fortune suddenly turned on us, and,
tears in his eyes, distraction in IS aspect" pped.
"P'raps the ladies d like chance. There's Mlss.
She knows where that ten o dimands is with half an
eve The ladies knows these things, instructive.
She could o. made every cent o. that pile as easy
winkin' seen her watchin il. and seen from her
face she was right every tple But, Lord; ladies IS
too bashfu to make their pile. wont ask you to
bet ladies' but just you point out to these blunder
heads Miss where that ten-spot ISL ...- d. s.sv
Need say that this Historian was the person thus
fatteringly entreatedf Aud the wretch was right
HAD seen the card every time, and had even vaguely
felt that the money was mine which went into the
cormorant miners pocket. But, Good Heavens. WITH
forty generations more OF less, of Presbyterian an
cestors looking down upon me, 10 be asked 70 pay
three-card-mont6-I wonder il 1t ras three-eard.
mont6-with Border Rufian! The Tapping mas
seemed to be lifted up by the pushing OF horns DO
meath it, aud in the momentary silence we Distinctly
heard the scraping and scuiing Of hoofs under tho
table. don't think we really expected to get back
70 onr car without encountering file of expiatory
bears with Mission to eat u.s. However, wedlrected
such concentrated gaze of scorn at Satan az must
have scorched him with bnrning-glass power II he
had been susceptible and-remaned 10 see it, resist
inc him. he would flee from us! On the con-
trarv. he entrapped new victims sun-burDt 4
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