The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1874-06-27

ms serves you right, Armstrong.
Any man who will fool his money away at
three-card monte deserves to walk in the
dust" cit will spoil these clothes"
"Woll, don't you deserve it?" "The dust
fills my eyes" Yes, any man who gam
bles all his dust away at three-card
monte deserves to have dust in his eyes
and alkal dust at that" "The dust chokes
me-" GAN right; any man who will buck
at monte deserves to be choked. Keep the
road, sir--the middle of the road-cose up
to the wagon. Do you think you will ever
buck at monte again, Armstrong;"
And so the poor culprit, self-arrested,
self-ccndemned, coughed, and sneezed, and
walked and talked, mile after mile, hour
after hour; while the great wagon groaned
and creaked, the driver bawled and swung
his whip, the patient oxen gave their Shout
ders to the yoke, and the golden sun of
September sunk YEARLY towards the west,
The shadows of evening were beginning to
fall when the wagon halted at the place
called Packers Roost, on the Yubn.
Here we rest" sighed Armstrong, just
above his breath, as he looked ut the
stream. ono, you don't" answered the
head of the firm. "You buck your money
away at monte, and talk about resting
Now, Armstrong, go right down the bank,
sir, into that river" As the command was
percmptory, and a spirit of obedience was
thought the safer. Armstrong obeyed with
out parley; and down he went, over head
and ears, storc-cothes and all, into the
cold mountain stream. 1t was long
time that he remained in the water, and
under the water. lie would come to the
surface every little while to talk, you
understand. 1t was impossible for Arm
strong to lorbear talking. go yes" he
would say, as he came mp and snulfed the
water from his nose, "You'll buck your
money away at thrce-card moute will you ?
How do you like water-cure?" His words
were OF course. duly punctrated by irregu-
lar punges and catches of his breath.
1t so happened that the man who kept
the shanty hotel at Packers Roost had Il
wife She being kind-hearted creature;
bosought her lord to go down and "help
the poor crazy man out of the water.
"Pshaw!" said the ox-driver," he amt
a crazy man, he's fool. He walked be-
hind my wagon and talked to himself all
the way from Scrabbletown "
Thcrcupon arose Il lengthy discussion
about the difference between Il crazy man
and fool But, after awhile, the land
| lord and the oX-drvcr went down to the
bank and agreed to go Armstrong; secu-
riy against backing at monte in the future,
if he would come out OF the water. So he
came ont and went up to the house.
"Will You have cup of tea 'r coffee =
said The woman, kindly.
Yes. madam, said Armstrong. II will
take both
"Ile is crazy. sure as can be- said tho
woman But she brought the two cups as
ordered. MILK and sugar ~ she Inquire
Kindly, rs before.
90, madam; mustard and red pepper,
answered Armstrong.
Il do believe he is tool, said the WO
man, ae she went for the pepper and mus
tard.
Armstrong, with deliberate coolncss pu
a spoonful Of red pepper into the tea and ;
spoonful of mustard into the coffee. TheI
he poured the two together into large Tn
cup. Then the old conflict ragged again
and high above the din of rafting tin cup
and pewter spoons, sounded the stern com
mand. Armstrong, drink it, sir-drnk i
down. a momcnlary hesitation, and I
few desperate gulps and it was down. 80
yes, said our hero, as his throat burnet
and the tears ran from his eyes. ''you bucl
your money away at thrce-cald monte, dc
You y
Now, the Thomsonian dose above de
scr5cd very nearly ended the battle will
poor Armstrong. lie was silent for quit
a time, and every body else was silent
After while the landlord ventured to sug
gest that bed could be provided il IL wa
t desired. mo, SAID Armstrong, u sleel
on the floor. ~ GU see, stranger, SAT-
he. cycling the landlord with peculia
expression. - this tool has been squan
derng god-dust at monte r. three-car
monte and does not deserve to steep IN
, bed.
t so Armstrong ended the days battle D.
going to bed on the floor. Then came til
dreams. lie llrst dreamed tnat he wa
sleeping with his head on the North Pol
and his feet in the tropics, While all IN
| miners OF luba were commissioning /
his stomach. Next, he dreamed he ha
| swallowed Mount Shasta for supper, an
that the old mountain had suddenly Decom
an active volcano, and was vomiting acre
r and acres OF hot lava.
Then the scenes were shifted. and II
: seemed TO have found his maj ABODE III
t place OF vile smells and fierce flames, pt
litely called the antlpoues OF heaven. An
while he wrlthed and groancd in sleeple'
e agony, forked tail fiend with his thum
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