Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1877-12-29

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"Orleans Station. You're joking
Not much"
- But bark you here, my good fellow
| II is to the show | am taking you. .
balloon goes tonight: you will help il
fate it; you will see the cages of gu
poor little carrier-pigeons who take on
letters and dispatches TO the country
Have You ever seen all that?"
Balloon, pigeons, letters, the coun
t-y." grumbled my gentleman to him
self. ..Come, it's a bargain; in wit
you, bourgeois
Coachy followed with lively curiosit,
all the preparations for the voyage; h
even lent hand in the work. The as
cension, which was really superb. pu
the finishing touch on his astonishmen
and delight.
Two or three times after that had
the luck TO run across my man, WHIT
took his late passenger without maxim!
too much difficulty. The balloon peo
pie got to know him; NJ. GODDARD thank
ed him again and again for his skillfu
and active assistance.
Toward the end of December, about
2 o'clock in the morning, in a wolfisi
cold, l was pushing toward the Orleans
station, when. by happy chance. my
coaehy recognized me and pulled up his
horse with jerk.
1--WE are going to the balloon, ain,
we, bourgeoisP | have two gentlemen
inside to leave four steps off; if you like
to come up here on the seat we will
head for down there in minute
On the pretense that my hackman
had taken another passenger on the
way, the insider haggled over the fare.
and paid him but stability; he shrugged
his shoulders without saying word.
was greatly surprised al this sudden
sweetness of temper, and to get at the
explanation of the phenomenon stayed
on the seat with the old fellow. He
carefully covered my knees with the
robes.
Coco is a brave horse" said l, by
way of ingratiating myself.
.Yes, sir; you're just right there.
Twelve years he has been at the trade.
He has little to eat: he doesn't sleep on
feathers, but he has blood in him, and
il you knew how intelligent he is! Co.
co would recognize every one of the
family"
.Ah, You have children"
1.-TWO little girls, sir. A fiye-year-
old, that is Jeanette; a good little
club, fat and merry. The other is only
three; she is weaker, but so sweet-and
she is a merry one, too. Before the
siege they went with their mother 10
their grandparents, who live at Saint
Malo, and since then haven't heard a
word from them The dear babies,
what has become of them? The older
one knew already all the songs of my
regiRlent-for l, too, bourgeois, l have
been soldier The little one used to
come in at the chorus. AT night, when l
came to dinner, Jeanette would say :
Take care, Tony'-my name is Antoine
the soup is hot, and you are going to
burn your mouth Then the little one
would say: Papa, Tony's going to
burn his mouth Possibly all that was
not pleasant. The poor brats will for
get me; children have such short MEM
Dries, you know. Ii you liked, bour-
geois. you could do me great service"
What is that?''
II should like to send little pres
eni to my little folks. 1 have bought
two dolls for their New Years, and if
you could, with your influence at head
quarters, get my parcel carried along"
The devil. That's easier said than
done: but we'll see what we can do"
When we got to the station, l sought
out the sailor to make the trip. He was
sleeping quietly in a corner, wrapped in
a wooden blanket. There was courage
for YOU, \ man who in another quar-
ter of an hour will be exposed, in mid
air, to the winter storm, to Prussian
bullets, the risk of being dashed to
,,incas-nnd her.a ha l. slnaninor a.