The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1878-10-12

b MARY KYLE DALLAS.

When Mr.. Tony Dibbon of--'s
dry goods store, New York, went into
the country for holiday, he had no in
tention OF hiding his light under a
hushel. He had not bought his new
summer suit, and made himself irresisti-
bic to the fair sex. with Alaska dia-
monds, to 90 70 grandmother Dibbon's,
and fish on the bank of Swan creek, and
take his cousin Sally to singing-school.
lie had hearty invitation to spend his
vacation there, but he did not mean to
take il; when there was Stickup's hotel,
jammed full Of people, where if he was
content with a small box next the roof,
ne could be accommodated very cheaply,
considering how stylish the place was.
He calculated that he could afford two
weeks Of it, and two weeks was all ne
could have anywhere. So one morning
Stickup's stage emptied him out at the
piazza, and all the young ladies with
big hats, who had come out to see if
there were any letters for them, or if
dear grandpa had come down-Or for
some such excellent Teason-nOt. of
course, to show themselves-were doubt
less overwhelmed That was some com
long, hot night, passed in company with
the chief Of the mosquitoes. Tony's
window was only large enough for one of
that size to come in at-a rabid monster,
who stung him on his ear when he was
slapping his cheek, and on his nose when
he turned his attention TO his ear, and
who, when at last he enyeloped himself
from head to foot in the counterpane.
got under somehow, and bit him all over
at Once-at least, it seemed so to poor
Tony. In the morning the looking-glass
revealed a speckIed countenauce and
hollow eyes; and Tony having washed
himself in half a pint of water-the
Chambarmald had forgotten the towels
negotiated for net with the sympathiz-
ing and astonlshed reporter who was sure
the mosquitoes had come up with the
stage the night previous as not one had
been seen on Duck Mountain before. and
having bTeaktasted early, retired to the
woods for the purpose of hiding himself
from the eyes of the world until the
spots which adorned his face should have
vanished.
The woods were cool and shady, and
after IN hours ramble he felt much bet
ter too. The ladies would be down by
this time, and Jenkins the reporter, with
whom be had made friends when he was
interviewed regarding the burglary at
Yard and Measures had promised to in
troduce him TO some pretty girls" He
would return to the hotel, and little
powder Che had some Lubin's violet
scented In 2 box would make him quite
presentable.
Return to the hotel. That was easier
said than done Having decided that
he should take this course, Mr.. Tony
DbbOn began 10 recognize the fact that
the forest paths looked all alike-that
there were big trees that resembled other
big trees. and rocks tina. were the twins
of other rocks IN other places, and he
had forgotten TO take notice of the situs-
ton Of Stickup's Hotel, and did not
know whether it was to the east or on
he west. He was lost in the woods. and
he did not like the idea 1T all. Suppose
he should never find his way out. but
should perish miserably. He began to
wish he had gone to his grandmother's.
However, something must be done. If
he walked out in any direction. he must
come TO the emu of the woods in time.
His money was IN his pocket. He must
meet a wagon or q foot-passenger. and
get taken back 70 Stickup's in time. So
he wandered on, now and then giving a
shout. but never receiving any answer.
The chipmonks came down the trees and
grinned at him, and skurried back; little
dead leaf colored toads hoped across his
path. Once he thought he saw Wolf,
but it was only dead log. At last he
sat down fatigued and overcome with the
heat, on the short, study woodgrass, and
calculated:
Pm blessed if l believe there are any
natives"
Before the words were out of his
mouth he heard a laugh, and immedi-
ately appeared before him in the path
two pretty young women, with tin pals
Of blueberries in their hands They
wore calico dresses, with blouse waists,
cut short in the skirt, thick, well-ftting