The new North-west. [volume] (Deer Lodge, Mont.) 1869-1897, 1874-08-08

couple OF DuSnelS VI pObttLOtS upon cdcA
shoulder, and wondering if he couldn't swap
that squaw for jug of robust rum. And
it is even more touching to imagine the
duslzy son of the forest chanting, Il want
to be an angel" while he dances around
white man who is pinned to the ground with
/ stake between his ribs and a bonfire on
| his bosom. There is something majestic
about the Indian. He not only has a poet
ic and musical language, he not only spulns
idolatry, but he has immortal longings and
a weakness for snatching other peoples
hair.
My neighbor Van Horn is an ingenious
man, but is apt to. be impracticable. Sew
eral houses in our village have been robbed
lately and the people generally have become
very apprehensive of visits from the bur-
glars. Van Horn determined to protect his
dwelling effeetually, and after a considera-
ed machine which he named ''The Bur-
g1ar Annihilator." It consisted of row
of gun barrels rugged together with some
bits of gas pipe and operated by some kind
of a mysterious secret trigger with the pc
culiarities of which no one was acquainted
but Van Horn. When the machine was
ready he loaded the barrels to the muzzle
/ with gunpoWder and slugs and old nails
and fixed it up just behind the front door,
so that nobody could open the latter with
out being blown into vulgar fractions. The
house WAS not robbed that night and by
the time morning came, Van Horn had for
gotten how that secret trigger worked and
was afraid to go near the apparatus for fear
of exploding it. For four weeks the family
was compelled to go out and in through the
kitchen and during that period burglars
ripped open Van Horns window shutters
eight successive times and held wild revels
all over the house with perfect impunity,
cleaning out all the valuables and never
going near the front door once. Finally
Van Horns maiden aunt, from Whining
ton, came over to pay him visit, and as
she was not aware of the existence of the
Burglar Annihilator she got to fumbling
too ardently at the front door knob, where
upon the secret trigger was moved and the
Internal machine poured a fearful volley
through the panels. They carried her up
stairs with four pounds Of slugs and a
| couple Of handfuls of ten-penny nails in her
venerable legs, and the doctor thinks she
| will be cripple for life. Van Horn has
been studying the peculiar mechanism of
that trigger ever since, and he says he be-.
lieves he sees how it worked. He viii ex-
plain it to anybody who will take the pat
ent right off his hands, and pay for mining
the metal out of his aunt's legs.
| have had charge of Butterby's dog this
summer. was not very anxious to take
care of him, but / am under obligations to
Butterfly, and when he asked NE to keep
the animal for him while he went to the
seashore I didn't like to refuse Butterfly
brought him around and turned him into
the cellar, where he could amuse himself
| hunting for rats. That was on the 18th of
June, and after that time only two persons
entered the cellar. The hired girl went
down once after the cold beef, and came up
disheveled and bleeding, with number Of
appalling dog bites in her legs, and des-.
cended Immediately afterwards for the pur-
| pose of pacifying the lnfuriated animal.
He did not feel disposed to become calm,
however, and deemed it probable that if I
had not suddenly clambered into the coal
bin, where remained until he fell asleep
in distant corner about four hours later,
I should certainly have been torn to pieces.
We thought we would have to try to get
along without using the cellar until Butter
by could come up and take away his dog.
But Butterfly wrote to say he couldn't come,
and the dog, after eating everything in the
cellar, and barking all through every night,
finally bolted mp stairs into the kitchen on
the I'd of July, and established himself in
the back yard. Since that time we have
used the front door exclusively, while we
were waiting for Butterfly to come up. The
dog had fits regularly and he always got on
the geranium bed when he felt them COM
ing ON and we consequently have not en-
joyed our flowers as much this season as we
hoped to. The cherries were ripe during
the reign of Butterfly S dog but they rot
ted on the trees, all but few, which were
picked by Cooley's boy, who subsequently,
went over the fence in sensational man
ner without stopping to ascertain what But
terby's dog was going to do with the mouth
a full Of drawers and corduroy trousers that
he had removed from Cooley's boys legs.
AS Butterfly did not come up, as the dog
would not touch poison and as never shot
at him without missing him By forty feet,
employed another and effectual means of
Kidding myself of him. Wewere to have
friends in the village on the Fourth, but as
it rained, the exhibition did not take place.
The man who had charge of it, had several
/, large rockets in his hands, and after buying
, eight of these and tying them in q bunch,
I contrived to lasso the dog and fastened
, the end of the rope to the rockets. Then
touched them off, in moment Buttcrby's
dog was swizzing around among the celes-
tial consultations in some doubt as to the
stability of earthly things. He came down
: in New Jersey in an underaone condition
with his hair of. When Butterfly comes
I up expect trouble, but I am prepared for
! it.
New Design for Postal Cards.
II has been contemplated for some time
!, past to change the design Of the present
t postal card. A number Of speci mems have