The Pioche weekly record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1877-1900, 1877-10-13
A BED ON THE SOUTH PLATTE


| havnt dated this letter. because |
don't know where L am. am about
nine miles from Julesburg. at u little
settlement on the South Platte river. AT
daylight tomorrow | am to catch some of
the finest salmon you ever saw. They
will not bite at any other time of day. /
suppose they learned this disagreeable
habit of early breakfasting from the bull
whackers who navigate these plains. |
AN stopping at II little hotel about 30ylO
feet, The saarcest thing in this country
is lumber, settlers have to pay ever 20
many dollars foot for all they use, be-
sides what they brought in valises. The
landlord is from Pennsylvania. and
seems to bs doing thriving business.
by the dins Of hard talking and liberal
promises, got room to myself. 1t Is
just large enough for the bed and candle
box set on chair, upon which / am
writing this letter. IL is in one end of
the building, and separated from the
next room by bed-quilt which you must
crawl under to come in or go out. But
it is my room, and after the jolting l
have had upon the Indian pony, expect
to have a good nights
Was ever poor pilgrim in such u fix?
Just as had written nights" above,
and had sleep on the point Of my pen,
| heard knocking on the floor outside
the bed quilt. Crawl under said" /
Eater the landlords daughter, bux-
ON young lsly of seventeen Years of age,
should judge. She opeued her rosy
lips and spake as follows:
Mister, don't take off your clothes
tonight when you go to bed"
"Why?'
because l sm going to sleep with
you"
well. II you havs no better reason
that,
Hush! sbet up! you told par that
you would not sleep with man.
Had rather sleep with wet dog"
"Well, l have given up my bed to q
sick man. l have been hard at work all
day. and have to work hard all day to-
morrow and can't afford to set up all
pight. That bed is wide enough for US
both, shall stay on the back side, and
il you don't stay on your side. you'd
bstter. that's all"
As she said this she raised from her
dress pocket an internal jack-knife, such
and then let it fall bach with a chug. I
comprehended the situation in halt a
moment. and unto this maiden quoth as
follows:
Miss, young lady, your intentions
may or may not be honorable. am trav-
cling entirely Eby myself. My natural
protectors are miles and miles away, be-
yond the boundless prairie, ignorant OF
the perlls which may beset their idol.
Thus far have not been insulted by your
seq. an man of few words, but they
are always emphatic. will give you a
part OF that bed. and that S all will do.
Ii you attempt during the silent watches
Of thu night, anything contrary to this
firm determination, by ST. Joseph, my.
patron saint, will shoot you right
through the midritf.
As concluded, laid Slocum pisto
upon the candle box. A low chuckle out
side the bedquilt gave evidence tina
paterfamilias heard and approved thu
arrangement.
My antagonist laughed, and saying
Mister, reckon We understand eacf
other" bounded over to the backside o
the bed. There she ia now, pretending
to be asleep. I can't finish this letter
can't do anything. Talk about trial
OF the earlier saints--about being brole
over live Goals about being fsyed aliv
about being boiled in oil. What wa
all that to this?"