Bozeman avant courier. [volume] (Bozeman, Mont.) 1872-1882, 1873-10-10
MONTANA TERRIToRY, FRIDAY OCTOBER


Risha! owe lier nothing, she lsas no
cia-sns lipni,s men o.ies lllg s9f gsa7 . I
Why dan't .soti Ieavc The yauife gent
:loist Ys F ~
Isscas:se lsc' i. sWin,ller. and il tilief. and
sas =. IS s:ssEzs
Whatever other rDlllsets size lad iii store
were ciioksd IN 4 rising sch. ls' q
Ills Heres i queer game s,lisstteiesl tile
policeman. Look here, lie SAIL lit last.
20 this way. sir, and you,niss. go tiiat.
and part friend y, II ~ agreeable. rational
~I'll fellow him q sIIe deslIl, I, cried En-.
nv. iss fiiFT iF'f
] Just tlIsIf an empty cab passed, The driver
of which held up lis hand I, Ernest as Il.
possible fare. aa -7ata. 92.fi
] '.Srop, = cried Ernest. ..Now. policeman.
let that woman follow meat your peril. .rsae
s Ernrst jamped on tile fesi-boardl of the
cab. Emmy made, ii bound tefoiiow linn -
she eiu led his grasp. and dattetl into the cab
alter Ernest. ,ass 81 s5asl6 4
A small crowd WAS beginning TO collect.
The skirt OF Lady Cordelia was siimmcring
I'M the alistxnse. s8 ss,sa 5a5fs t3a stfH 4fia
Drive on. y said Ernest, desperately. strik'
ing at the trap door over head with his cane.
..Drive on" ...3... a*
Tbs driver made pantomimic gesture, eAi
pressive Of intense amusement, for the bsnetit
OF fhe bystanders. ;es alt &.
Ever see a Cat and dog III u ba.ket?a he
remarked 10 he policeman. .snf Itaa 6t
3.sT,rive biit. sh lllel Ernest, furleusly 4a
a7t'.'WlcFe te, sirg' .s.taos
! IN 3 $50 Ficcadilly,n he shouted, and away
they went. 7a s4s4a 81
Now, No. 800 PicadilIy was the, bachelor
residence ot Lord Cecil Crumpet, one. OF the
wickedrst men about town. Gould he once
reach his tliead's chambers, Ernest knew he
was safe. Lord Cecil's servants were used to
dealing with refractory females, 40
It was early In August, just the flittlng
time OF the year. Everybody was not,yet-
out of town, but everybody was thinking OF
going. When they reached Lord Cecirk
to Scotland. Thehouse was in possession Of
the painters and cleaners. man in a
paper cap was coming downaa long ladder
outside. so N
..i'li go up stairs and write 10 Lord Cecil. !"
cried Ernest to the servant who opened the
door. DON'T let that female enter on any
account. tgf bss ts4is
Emmy found the door slammed in her face
Nature could sustain her no longer. She be-
gan to cry.
"Why. Emmy. what's the row. sail 4
broad, gont1-natured voice from above.
II came from the man in the paper cap.
who WAS descending the ladder.
"OIi, John! is it yon, and are Jon doing up
Lor,; cecl's rooms.
..ihat,s about it, said John. ..s
THAT wretch, who's gone up stairs, has
got paper of milne, and he's going TO burn
it; get it from him, John. Ifynu get it.
John. I'll -"
.W,ll?'' ss.5#t,5 ~
''l'll marry you, John"
John went up the ladder like the proverb-
iaI lMDplighter. s
Erlies! had found his way into Lord Cecil's
SHi0NittS EoUiHf siiGil lUuACu ABlO iCCadItlys
Here tl,ere were materials for a fire. laid.
but notliglted. He carefully extracted all
the fragments OF the torn letter from his
pocket, rolled them into a bali and placed
them in the middle OF the fireplace. Now
for match. There wasn't one in the room.
Never mind, there would be one in the next
room, which was Cecl's bedroom. Ernest
AF Y. E&F Ews u X n II
went in to find one. E y
Paper cap walked in at the window. he
seized the bundle of fragments, put them in
Ills pocket, tore up a letter he saw OH the
the chimney board, thrust These pieces into
the place OF the others, walked OUT of the
window again, and took his stand on the lad
der to watch. taa@ E.
Ernest came back with a lighted match.
lie fired the funeral pyre. it burnt up bright
lly for the moment, and then smouldered
away into tinder. sa s
"Sayed. by Jove!'' he muttered.
s.Sased by dear Johnl' cried Emma, as she
re. eiyed the precious fragments OF paper
from the devoted paper cap. 3.
She sat up all night piecing the fragments.
Next day Ernest had Il lawyers letter, and,
to make long story short it coat him a cou-
pie Of thousand pounds to get the fragments
back again.
John Is now q. fiourishing painter and dec
orator in his own behalf. He no longer wears
paper cap, but always shiny chiinneypot.
Emmy, his wife. is sleek and fat and prosper-
GUS. She often recalls the fact that she owes
all hel prosperity in lite to asuccessIul paper
chase. 49, M sss
OccIDENT. Governor Sanford.s horse Oc-
cident has proved himself king OF the turf on
the Taciilc Ceast. During the Sacramento
races. silver plate valued at $4,000 was of
fered to any horse beating the best time on
record tn California. and as Goldsmith Maid
had trotred i'll 2:17 IA eyer the Agricultural
Park course, it was necessary for Occident
to beat that time If he won the plate. On sep
tember 18th the race course was crowded
with people, aud Occident started He made
the first quarter in .36 Ia, and fhe half mile
in l:I0 IA, and completed the mile in 2.16-
81.
THE following paragraph in q New ork
dispatch, is the close OF 4 review of the panic
among the stock gamblers in Wall street:
Il will be seen that not single mercantile
house has failed. indeed. it is sale To say
that thus far none have bee'i affected or i'm
any way disturbed. The panic, so far. has
,nf extended 10 business or banks, properly
spraking, nor is it likely to'mater silly afIect
Industry. II comes entirely frona building