Eureka daily sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1871-1887, 1877-05-23
AN TALK.


"
He was holding up a post on Hank
Knights corner, and from the absent
minded look in his eyes, and the in
tense lonesome expression overspread-
ing his countenance, one could see that
he was thinking of the Far East and
wishing that he was back on the old
homestead. He was an emigrant, and
the hay-seed had not got combed out
of his hair yet. We dropped a sympa-
thetic word in his ear, and he opened
the foodgates Of his speech and meta
phorically rained talk until our time
was exhausted.
"You see," said he, II used to live
in Kansas, and l got my regular $40 a
month and board, and them was pretty
good wages for that country; but the
'hoppers come along and saved us the
trouble of gathering the crap. They
done it for us; and as they only
charged board for their work, of course
l could not compete with them. That
winter the Legislature offered a pre-
MUM OF
"A DOLLAK "A BUSHEL
For dead 'hoppers, and it was a heap
more profitable crop than corn and
wheat. l went to work and gathered
200 bushels for my share that summer,
and got the stamps for them: but the
next season the money in the treasury
gave out and we got paid in scrip,
which wasn't worth more nor ten cents
on the dollar. and SO 1 concluded to
emigrate. My chum and me, we start.
| ed for the Black Hills. We heard that
we could pick up the gold lying around
on the ground, and / was anxions to
get there before it was all gathered;
but when we got to Cheyenne the folks
all told us such terrible stories about
the Indians that / weakened. 1 like
gold mighty we'll, but, you see, / amt
ready to die just Yet. My old nanny
would grieve herself to death if she
thought any thing would happen to
her boy, and / have a heap of respect
for the old wolndn's feelings, so / con-
cluded to come to Nevada. My chum,
he had
A FRIEND IN EUREKA,
That used to write home about what a
fine position he had. He said he was
Superintendent of a Stag pot, and the
works couldn't run without HIM; and
we thought that he must have a great
deal Of influence, and we could get a
good job without any trouble. We
met a fellow on the ears and he wanted
us to go to Virginia City. He had been
there, aud it was the best place for a
poor man he knew of. He said they
had a kind OF arrangement I'VE there
that they called an assessment that
yielded more stamps than the mines,
m that IL was no trouble TO get hold
of one; but We concluded that we
would try Eureka first, and here we are.
l have been here a week and / amt
seen no sign OF a job yet, n l have
tackled a right smart chance of men
since / landed. / have got lots of
promises. One Teller says that if l
will only hold on a while he will get
me the job of bossing the Richmond
mine, but the holding on part is what's
the matter. Why / used 10 get just
Il BEST KIM OF FEED
In Kansas for two dollars a week, but
here have to put upa fifty cent stamp
every time l get hungry, and even at
tbOhi Btitps tiC hlhh Nhat IuuS liz
place says there amt no profit into me.
Why, stranger, / went into a chebang
TO get a drink. and | asked the bar
keeper what the tax was, and he said
Two bits. That was "A heap of money
to pay for a drink OF corn juice, but |
didn't want to back out, so / conclud-
ed | would take a pretty good horn,
and when ! poured it out he wanted to
know If was going TO take a bath, and
said that Vas a retail house, and want
ed me to wait until he could put a
revenue stamp on the tumbler, and a
lot more foolishness. / drank it all
the same, and it kind Of filled up
THE LONESOME SPOT.
And then l took a look at the barkeep.
err. They called him Frank, and he is
one of the handsomest fellers you ever
seed. His hair curled all over his fore
head, and he had a heap of style onto
him. He was a pretty good fellow,
though, after all, and he showed me
how / could make a hundred dollars.
He said that there was that much
money offered to the man who could
count the o number of smells in
the big ditch, and l put in halt a day
trying to win the prize, but my cussed
stomach went back on me. / set on
the bank OF the ditch three hours, and
got up as far as thirty-seven that l
could swear to, and then / got sick and
had TO quit, and L found out that l
hadn't counted half of 'em, so l had 10
GIVE UP ALL HOPES
OF getting the prize. My friends