The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1873-10-06
Chr 8utlana daily 6lohr.
MONDAY, OCTOBER 0, 1873.
Correspondence OF The sun.
THE FUNERAL POSTPONED.
Tears FROM tho Eyes OF the Hardes,
Mormon.

| AN INTERESTING S'ENE IN THE STREETS
OF SALT LAKE Cry THE STORY OF
Mn. CHARLES YEoMAss AND Pooh LIr-
TILE DIcK-SHoT DEAD WHILE Play
iSG WITH THIS MuzzLE OF Gun.
SALT LAKE Cry, Sept ?.
| Mr.. Charles Ycomans is character
wcl-known on the Pacific coast. lie went
to California in lS49, knocked around that
State for twenty years or more, and has
finally settled down among the Mormons.
He keeps II popular restaurant and reading
room. Charles is built like fifty-year old
Adonis His hair curls tight to his head
and is parted just off the centre, la JIM
fsoue. His features are singular, but in
tenselJ bronzed. He is said to have been
blown up in Cal fornia seventeen times.
and his cheeks and chin bear the scars of
these accidents. The last time he was
shattered WIS by the explosion of loco
motive in Sacramento. 1t cost Mr. fco-
mans hole in the check and three tobacco
| stained teeth and it cost the Central Pa
cific Railroad Company $4,000 in gold be-
| sides the locomotive. Charles is pigeon
toed and walks like a Pute. Major Wheel
er of the United States Engineers declares
that he has six toes and buni"n on each
foot. He wears II loose white shirt without
suspenders, a Byron collar buttoned over
| his collar bone, coral studs, and great va
ricty of flaming neck ties larg enough to
cover the ground for a Mormon temple.
| He is never seen with coat or waistcoa
and his pantaloons are so tightly strapped
behind that the tops of his boots OCCASION
ally crop out below.
| Mr.. Ycomans is a confirmed bachelor.
He sleeps on cold iron bedstcad in the
| garnet of his restaurant, and pitics men who
| h I'VE fifty wives and more or less children
| Charles however. has an extraordinary de-
velopment of philoprogenitiveness. His
| love for pets is unhOunded He would di,-
cmbowel man who kicked his dog and
scalp man who threw a chew of tobacco
| at his pet parrot.
THE LITTLE oRrHAS.
About year ago some honest miner
gave C arley a badger so young, that its
eyes were scarcely opened. Ycoman's
sympathetic heart warmed to the mother
less infant. For weeks he nursed it night
and day. He {, Il it from bottle, ard dam
died il upon his knee rs father would his
child. "Dick," as he called the badger,
thrived wonderful ly. He rccprocated Char
ley's affection, and looked up to him as a
child would to a father. He (the badger,
not Charles was about two feet broad,
three feet long, and three inches high. As
he stood upon the floor he looked like a
stuffed coon that had been run through a
hay-press.
One day Ycomans brought home basket
! of eggs. As soon as his back was turned
the thin little orphan clambered into the
basket sucked dosen of the eggs, smash
ed the remainder. and raised + lward gen.
orally Charles was delighted. Egg, were
high He cufied Dick, but said that it
showed that the animal had common sense,
and if he only kent on, would make an ex-
ccllent Grant official. After that he fed
the badger on eggs. 1t was really affecting
to see the mutual confidence existing be-
tween the tender orphan and its benefactor.
Dick had hole under the house, ami
morning. noon, and night he crawled out
on the sidewalk, and waddled into his mas
ters restaurant for his little egg. Yeomans
always fed him out of tumber, and then
spent ten minutes in detailing the little fell
lows good points to the bystanders.
TIE LITTLE ORPHANS NARROW ESCAPE.
The badger was frequently sporting about
the door of the restaurant. He was a gen.
q al favoritc Everybody knew h m. Even
the Mormons began to like him. All the
dogs gave him a wide berth This was
probably because they knew he was init
mate;y associated with Mr.. Yeomans. A.
twilight spread over the valley of the great
salt Lake and he stars twinklcd upon tn,
Wahsatch peaks, Charles shut his Little
protege in Il dark closet under the stairs
Dick reciprocated by scratch at the door
and swearing all night. Mr. Yeoman
customers were delighted with the music
When they said they were de lighted Mr.
Yeomans always asked them ifthey wouldn'
take something, and they invariably accept
cd the invitation.
One day Dick was diminishing in front o
the door, and fell into the crystal irigatins
ditch dividing the sidewalks and the mali
street of Salt Lake City. The curten
carried him beneath a long horse-blocl
bridging the stream. Charles was terribl,
excited. His tavorite's danger gave hin
the strength of a Samson With power
fu effort G raised the se-block and res
cucd the lively orphan from watery grave
Yeomans was sick for n week. He said
was not the over-eXertit n, but Dicks sud
den danger that caused his illness. ha
almost forgotten to say that he was a Pyth
agorean, and a firm believer in metempsy
Ghosts
THE ALARM.
seven uuNS ago stranger Tusntu INT
the restaurant. lie was out of breath
"Charley,' he gasped Dicks shot"
Yeoman's blood curdled with horror
Great mackerel," he exclaimed, "you don
tell ne so. Where is he!"
I up back Of the Constitution building
near the cooperative institution answer
ed the stranger "Some Teller shot im.
saw him a takin--'
Poor Charles waited TO hear no more
His heart was in his throat. ilailess AN
coatess he dashed for the Consttuto
. building In the yard back of it stood
group of boys and girls gazing in the sra
One look. Ii was Dicks dead body. Tear
filled the eyes of the bcrcaved man.
"Who killed him?" he cried. "Wher
is the man? Tell me, children, who killc
him?"
"The man'th up to the blacksmith
shtore," lisped one of the little girls.
THE MURDERER.
Away went Charles for the blacksmith
= shop, with The dead badger under his arm
followed by the troupe of amazed children
I hey pointed out the murderer. He was
brawny- louking man, with whiskers all roun
his chin.
% "Didyou kill this badger'' Charles d.
manded.
"Why, is that what You call it ?" answere
the astonished Mormon. "Well, | shou
never NV thou. lit that wuz badger.
never seen one before. Ell I'd knowc
it wuz badger, wouldn't a shot it. Yo
see il wuz n crawlin arou in the grai
an II growlin', an the fust thing knowed
heered the wimmn u scrramin an u squa
lin. an ] went over fur to see what I'll
matter wuZ, when seen this here thing