New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1876-05-28

lana over, ne WOnl0 give me chance
make more money in q day than eve
made in a week before. But he forgot t.
say what house he lived in and wha
sthrate it was upon. When I went to tn
city tax office they did not know Nike
name at all. BY dint of inquiry found, q
last. he had been collector of ashes, offA
and sthrate dirt, but after while got tn,
gold fever and went to Californy.
"Then the devil whispered in my ear tina
I should follow Mike to Californy, and
having no money, stharted off wild my
shellelah in me hand and my other shirt il
the bundle under me arm. When l got q.
far as the West got losht one night on the
big prairiee, when a thunder sthorm wal
abroad, and afther wandering half the
night nearly knocked my brains out by
shrinking my head against the sharp corner
Of an abandoned COW house. At length
found an opening, an glad of the shelter
! sphread some ethraw b. n cath Inc and was
soon sound ashleep.
| "When l awoke the blessed sun was
| shining in upon me, as much as TO say,
Get up Pat, ye lazy spalpeen, sure an it's
time ye were lookin' after yer breakfast
l rubbed my eyes an began wanderin' wild
them aroun' the buildin', when, holy Mary
an all the sainte! what should see above
me but dead man hangin' to cross-beam!
There he was, wild his dead eyes starin' an
his tongue loilin' at me N most disgustin'
manner Had known that corpse was
so close, barrin' my way to heaven, its no
schleep that Pat would have had the blessed
night that was gone and past. Ia the cor
ner where SLEPT, there lay the dead mans
bundle
"The thought came to me that the poor
man wouldn't want mis- bundle any more,
so took the liberty of holding a crowners
quest upon it. l found in it q fac pair of
black pantaloons, dirty shirt, a German
book, and half o loaf of bread. Poor fel-
low, says /, may be twas goin' to Californy
ye were, just like myself. Oneyway, I'll
follow you no further; but I'll take the
liberty of making myself your heir, an so.
wishin' ye a safe passage through purga-
tory, bid you good-by till doomsday"
Here Pat paused in his story, and sug-
whistle before proceeding further.
The hint being acted upon, he raised the
glass to his lips, and said: Here's luck,
your 'onor, or as the Germans say: Get
soon tight" He evidently meant Gesund-
heit.
Thereupon he wen. On with his story as
follows:
"A country without trees or houses didn't
wardly direction and during the day came
to large stock farm where was engaged
BY drover to assist in driving herd of
cattle to Cincinnati. When the cattle were
sold was paid off; then took the cars for
Washington and have been here ever since,
acting the treble part of coal HEAVIER, boat
man and husband to my Biddy, who mar
ried me on blessed St. Patrick's day. three |
years agone."
"Now, here it goes: Great luck to 70
again, Mishter Blank"
BY this time Biddy reported the clothes
on the "harse," and finding the whisky
bottle empty, complained that she had not
been fairly ''treated." "A dhrop of the
,hreater' was the very thing she wanted
after her "dhurty ,j,b.'
l then advanced more money for sup
plies, when she went out and got pint
If whisky in pitcher, together with a
oaf of bread and half a dozen smoked
,errings.
Being in Pats clothes, really believe
vas more like Pat than like myself. Had
he three of us been at q wake in Tippe- /
airy we could not have enjoyed ourselves
more royalty. We pledged each other
randy, and finally became so uncon-
reliably merry that we all fell fast asleep.
When L had slept know not how long
was awakened by tumbling off from the
'ench on which had stretched myself,
nd in the fall my nose was badly dam
ged. 1t was then pitch dark. The noise
f my fall awakened Pat and Biddy.
vhereupon we all got up. and proceeded
o exchange Pats clothes tor mine, with
lew OF getting to my own bachelor lodg-
ngs as soon as possible.
Instead of the fancy hunting cap, which
Vas buried SO unceremoniously with the
arcass Of the crane, was compelled to &C.
ept rimless straw, and when ny attire
7as thus completed, settled with Pat and
'iddy and babe them an affectionate fare
7ell.
The street cars we're still running. but I
7as ashamed to enter one lest, with my
ruised nose and rimless hat, should be
by some acquaintance who might
Inspect that had etrayed away into the
y and forbidden paths Of improperly.
'esidee, l thought that the walk home
light serve to settle my brain and correct
1e lingering eccentricities of my gait.
When at length l arrived at my lodging /
ouse washed my face and head in cold
'ater, and tumbling into bed addressed
lyself to sleep. But natures soft nurse
roved extremely shy. l got up and took {
mother drink of whisky, thinking that the
air Of the hound might, as the old proverb I
ms, cure the wound. But my eyes re-
1sed to close. i opened the window for \
eeh air, and again stretched myself upon
y couch.
The patent spring mattress beneath me
3came vocal with complaint. If turned
yer it groaned in agony. If but slightly
owed it piped in tremulous treble. Each /
tempt to secure ease was followed by one '
,te or other of the gamut Of uneasy wires, t
hich twined like serpents beneath my a