The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1870-06-24
FRIDAY, JUNE "a, 1870.
[From Chambers Journal
s. BOB -
A WorkiBgmaD's Story.
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1lariy nOLlC6 anything at nome
But when I'd broke with her for good
and coSld look about me. ] began I,
wonder what had come TO the animal
to make them so sill. This was on
Enday morning; and just as l wa
thiaking of getting out Bob, WHO'D
BEEN up aud out before l woke. "Je
rusalemP' I exclaimed as soon as
saw him, for be was got up to an al
arming extent, quite regardless Of
expense, you know. He'd a tul
waistcoat and green tie q new pot hal
With a phcasant's feather. and the
eheesiest little stick you ever saw
with a leather tassel at the handle.
What's the gamer" says he, try.
iDg to look as If be didn't know.
But I'd caught sight of a ring on hi:
hDger, and jumped out of bed before
he'd time to hide it. He struggled q
BIO. and called me q great brute, when
I twisted it Of and found Il love you
b white letters on a red ground
Bob, you're after young woman,
L aid.
Well, suppose | am. it don't matter
40 you, does it2''
Not a baked tateFl But where'd
you get the tin for this lctT - =
Oh, sold the starlings, and that
Young thrush, and the rabbits"-- +
Sold she rabbits You must be
took bad. Who is it, then2 Sue
Buckley, or Kate Thurston. or Sue
Wilsher, orr know Melia Bennett?
These were all gals worked at our
shop, and were about Bob's age.
But he took out his knife, and be.
pen whiting the door of the hutch,
nayiag no attention.
Who is it, Bob?" says | again af-
tes q Bit.
DON'T botherp'
come, Bob; tell US who't is"
Elk wouldn't just then, but got it
Bll oat Of him when we was having
ouf smoke.
Yheresd been a figure show-ma-
lettes they called em-stopping
neaf the market place for nigh three
weoks; they'd live men and women as
wai and it was one OF the gals there
who come on in white muslin, with
roses round her head, had ia Ken
Bobs fancy. They'd left town that
morciDg, not meaning to come back
f0r year, 50 Bob aud her changed
EtE.M UUu nC was HOUk ~ buAu
She remember him all that time. |
dn say aught; but. thinks l, if she 3
an ing like Polly Howe, it won't
take 4 year, nor yet month, to make
her iorget all about you.
went on pretty much the same
al this, except that we both got a
hs letter in our ways, spending a
z1d lime dressing. and then strolling
ion bennington Road, stead of af-
ter q rats. Also we took quite a
am1ling fit of evenings. and played
dominoes and draughts for penny a
game at the Exchanges CoffeeshOp in
Broad Alley, till I've lost as much as
uinep ence IN one night. That was in
Winter; In Summer, we'd got cricket
ana Il that. / can bowl a bit round
hand and though Bob is small IN size.
perhaps from smoking so regular, he'd
stick It the wicket as we'll as any of
She blg chaps,
Bout this Spring 1t was that Bob
ffs ook to telling tales. I'D 20 idea
me could; till once, after we'd been
reading something in penny numbers
hs vent on of bis own head, slap. up.
fal you, Just like the book and from
sha1 re was always doing it, till i
caull Mt hardly take my pipe with
1aE hi by TO make up something
renember one Sunday, the last in
rrs q ugust, he'd been going through
Hacle lot about chap that ran a.
ta sea; and how he was made
Glain OF a pirate, and rescued a
sa. Princess, just as Der father
1s about to marry her to a wlthered-
80 1i3 nobleman; and how be sail
q about many years, and sunk every
ship at opposed him, he and his men
se Tea dom at last in desert is
l ghera they made him King. and
Lhe ince Queen. He'd finished the
ctr nd we were lying on the grass
bv railway bridge as train came
past from the town way.
don now if it vas express; but it
mas ow enough, the carriages sha-
LTuE I'D hiuging up the dust n9arly
70 re VIC were. We watched it 60
on 0 ever so far, and then Bob says:
FL ke to be in that; wouldn't you,
J8ke
sAa says l, Il wouldn't mind"
I5 Ike" he says. TO go on and
Oh. you know, to Mexico, or some
here's Indians, and then me
gle Eye would track'em from
tres - tree, and live On bearfesh
ths I'D shot, and honey; and at
ninH ed get into their camp, and
st Chief, and rescue the white
rs. Woulden't it be Jolly, eh2'
Y. they'd chaw up little un
Inc SD J." / said, "in two mouthfulls."
i'd they2 Mo- if l had a gun.
two rifles. Jake, aud pistol
ould kill six right away. Don't
member in the Cory TFGpper,
is son Amos shoots that great
OF Chief? That's what I'd
1follow ia the trail for weeks,
q dried buffalo's flesh; and,
ne natives began to think pre-
was usless, I'd get behind a
h my long shooter, take a
ok. then q sharp report would
jugh the forest. and the Paw
Tor roll over into the torrent
luldn't be bad" answered I
see he'd taking way of put
says he. "Ivote we go, Jake
where's the tin from to start
st's make up two bundles
p"
or Jake" says L; i've had
tramping to last a life. Ii
to get herring Quilted and
shanked, tramp; but it's uC
aught else that I've found"
game, then. to save, if you
Jake. I've got pistol now
ught Of Jim CrooK, and wher
ed it'll do very we'll Then
IT spend anything, we cal
by next spring. What d.
re talked on good bit. hal
st we'd go, though il nigh