The weekly Shasta courier. [volume] (Shasta, Calif.) 1872-190?, 1873-09-06

awe paid our bills before going to bed
The other traveller said he was going to
start before day but as our roads Law but g
little way together, concluded l wouldn't
rise so soon for the sake of only that much
company. Sunrise was early enough for me
Our sleeping room was one end of the
cabin partitioned off by ITSELF
I" It's long time since you and me slept
together said the stranger, when we were
both ready to lay down.
$50 it u.s. said l. Which side do YOU
take?'
Front said he, if it is all the same to
you
"'All the same said /, jumping in.
1.-THE stranger followed, and don't know
what he did, but soon tell asleep.
Il don't know how late or early it was
when | woke up, feeling chilly. The moon
was shining bright through the window. The
clothes were turned over from the front
side of the bed. and there stood my bedfel
low, leaning over me with big knife in one
hand, fumbling at the buckle of my belt
with the other"
"Of course You grasped the arm that
welded the knife with one of your hands
and the villains throat with the other ?" in
terrupted clustering juryman.
"Well, no, l didn't"
"You cried out, them"
mot that either"
"Well," said the clustering jurymsn, I'D
like TO see the man that would rob me with
out tussle for it. Suppose he had killed
you-what, after all, is death? Only an
eternal Sleep philosophy tells u.s."
THAT may be-" said Uncle Joe; " but
l wasn't a bit sleepy, just then"
"Ha! hal" laughed the foreman. I" |
never heard the eternal sleep theory bet
ter answered.
"Well,' continued Uncle Joe, al lay
still as a mouse till that pesky critter I'M
done my belt, and slipped it from under me-
which he did so gently that | hardly felt it
wide awake as I was. Then he pulled the
cover over me, and tucking it in as careful
as mother could have done, he buckled my
belt around him, finished dressing, and slip
ped out"
And you lay there and let yourself be
robbed without uttering wOrd?" again
broke in the clustering juryman.
Il didn't see no good in speaking" said
Uncle Joe )" knew he'd sock his knife into
me if | so much as chirped, and taking his
chance O. cutting his way through the land
lord afterward, if so be he woke up. No, |
didn't say word, but just turned over and
took another nap, and in good time got up,
mounted old Roam and rode off, just as il
nothing had happened. I got to my jour
ney's end that day, and bought my land the
next"
But your money!" the foreman remind
ed him.
go, that was all right" said Uncle Joe.
"Why, didn't the robber get it?"
"He got the belt" Uncle Joe answered
You see, mother and me knew that money
belts had got to be so much in fashion, that
they was the first thing every robber went
for, and once they got mans belt they
go off contented. So, what does mother
and me do but fill my belt with pewter but
rons, and mother she sewed the double ca
giles into the lining of my coonskin jacket
which the fur on the outside kept from show
ing, and there carried them safe enough
We were still laughing at Uncle Joe's
story, when the bailiff tapped at the door.
The judge wanted to see us. His honor had
had his supper, and feeling in better humor
he DISCHARGED us from durauce