The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1876-01-14

tic and reproached her. l called
her cold-hearted coQuette, and W.
parted in anger and despair.
Away into the wide world again
not as l used to start on these pill
grimages, with q stout heart and
iron nerves, but cold, and weary
and worn out before the journey
had begun. AS we left Paris be
hind us 1 had but one feeling, tina
the best of life was at an end fol
me. My limbs took me along like
machinery. but my heart was like q
lump of ice inside me, and 1 woulG
have thanked any man for knock
ing me on the head and ending the
monotonous farce of my existence
ay, gentlefolks, even q poor me
chaic can feel like this when the de
sire of his heart is baked forever
Trudgel trudgeI truoge! for ev'
er and ever.
Trampl tramp! trampl for ever
and ever.
A man gets faint and weary of il
at last, and there comes q time
when he pines for a hearth-stone,
and a voice he can at least believe a
part of what it says, and Sunday
OF some sort now and then and
my time was come to long for these
things, and for pretty and honest
face about me to stand for the one
bit of peace and the one bit of truth
in my vagsbond charlatan life.
lost my appetite and sleep, and
was very nearly loosing heart alto
gether- Ny clothes hung about me
like bags, got so thin. 1t was my
Internal occupation that cured me
after all. Dick gave me no time
even for despair. The moment !
became her sole guardian l had
sworn on my knees she should
never kill another man; Judge
whether 1 had to look sharp after
her to keep the biped from perjury
and the quadruped from murder.
1 slept with her-rose early-fed
her-walked twenty miles with
her, or exhibited her all day,
sometimes did both, and at night
rolled into the straw beside her,
too deadly tired to feel all my I'M
happiness; and so after a while,
time and toll blunted my sense of
disappointment, and / trudged,
and tramped, and praised Dicks
moral qualities in the old routine.
Only now and then, when saw
the country lads in France and
Belgium going to church dressed
in their best with their sweethearts.
and in prison in the stable with
my hussy, waiting perhaps till
dark to steal out and march to
some new town, / used to feel as
heavy as lead and as bitter as
NORWOOD, and wish we were all
dead together by way of a change.
A man needs a stout heart to go
through the world at all, but
most of all he needs it for a row.
ing life; don't you believe any
other, no matter who tells you.
With this brief notice Of my
feelings / psss over two months
travel. All shrough l save the read
er much, thotgh dare say he does
not see it.
Sir, the very names of the place
es have visited would fill an
old-fashioned map of Europe.
Talk of Ulysses and his travels
he meyer saw the tenth part of what
have gone through.
l have walked with Dick farther
than round the world during the
eleven years have trudged beside
her; it is only $4,000 miles around
the world.
After a years pilgrimage we
found ourselves at Doncheray,
near Sedan.
Here we had an accident. Mons.
Huguet was showing her to the
public with the air of a prince and
in his Marechal of France costume,
glittering with his theatrical cross
of the Legion of Honor. He was
not particular what he put on, so
that it shone and looked well. He
sent me for something connected
with the Performances pistol l
think. had hardly ten steps to 60
but during the time 1 was out of
her sight heard a man cry out and
the elephant snort. l ran back
hallooing as I came. AS l ran in
l found the elephant feeling for
something in the straw with her
foot, and the people rushing out
of the doors in dismay. The mo-
ment she saw me she affected in
nocence, but trembled from head
to foot. l drew out from the
straw thing you would have
taken for a scarecrow or bundle
of rags. 1t was my master, M. HUI
guet, his glossy hat battered, his
glossy coat stained and torn, and
his arm broken in two places a
moment more and her foot would
have been on him, and his soul
crushed out of his body.
The people were surprised when
thew saw the snorting monster
creep into a corner to escape a lit
tie fellow five feet four, who got
to the old weapon, pitchfork, and
drove it into every part of her but
her head. She hid that in a cor
ner the moment she saw blood in
my eye.
We got poor NJ. Huguet to bed,
and a doctor from the Hospital to
him, and a sorrowful time he had
of it; and so, after standing good
for twelve years, lump sugar fell to
the ground. Pitchfork held good.
At night moro than hundred
people came 10 see whether was
really so hardy as to sleep with
this ferocious animal. To show
them my sense of her, I lay down
between her legs. On this che lift
ed her fore feet sIngly, and with
the utmost care and delicacy drew
them back over my body.
AS soon as M. Huguet's arm was
set and doing we'll, he followed us
1--WE had got into France by this
time), and came in along with the
public 10 admire US, and, to learn
how the elephant Rstood affected
toward him now, he cried out, in
his most ingratiating way in
sugared tones,-"Djek, my boy
Dick !" AT this sound Dick rose q
roar of the most internal rage, and
Huguet, who knew her real charac-
ter well enough, though he pre-.
tended not to, comprehended that
her heart was now set upon his ex.
tinction, nadlgre twelve years Of
lump sugar.
He sent for me, and with many
expressions of friendship offered me
the invaluable animal for thirty
thousand francs. I declined hel
without thanks. "Then shall have
The pleasure of killing her to-mor