Daily press and Dakotaian. [volume] (Yankton, Dakota Territory [S.D.]) 1875-1880, 1878-03-11

% Co" in this firm represents our old
friend J. g. Botsford, who put the Excelsior
mills Of Yankton in operation, and for seve-
raj years has conducted the Touring mills
of Vermillion. Mr.. Botsford is . first.
class practical miller, . good man in every
respect and his friends in other parts of the
country will be glad to hear that he has
struck q bonanza at the "Lowell of the
west"
Several projects are ON foot which contem-
plate the employment Of a portion of the
surplus water power, and during the coming
season many manufacturing industries will
be established. Men Of capital are now here
with this object in view, and as the people
Of the Falls have wisely adopted the policy
Of encouraging the Investment of capital
among them, these men will not 60 away
disappointed.
But there are other +" falls" besides
the great falls of the Sioux. A few eve.
nings ago, while seated in the office of the
Cataract house, in conversation with Il num-
Der of gentlemen, the group was startled by
an employee rushing in with terror depicted
upon his face, exclaiming: "Lend u hand,
b'ys, there's a gir-rul in the cistern.' All
rushed pell NELL to the rear Of the house,
and sure enough, on the bottom of 4 newly
dug %cistern, thirteen feet deep, and ending
upon the hard strata Of rock which under
lies the town, was a young lady, who, una
ware of the existence of the %cistern, had
fallen in. At first, everybody, as it would
be natural! to suppose, thought that she was
seriously, if not fatally injured; but in a
moment after the crowd assembled around
the cistern with lamps, lanterns and ladders,
she sprang to her feet, and declared in Il
cheerful voice that she was not hurt. A
ladder was lowered, she nimbly sprang up
the rounds, gained the solid ground, shook
herself and tripped away, apparently as
sound and unhurt as if abe had not taken
an involuntary tumble into a thirteen feet
cistern with a hard rock bottom. Among
those who assembled around the cistern
when the first alarm was given, was a long,
lank attorney, who is somewhat known as
the "great retractor." His chivalrous spir-
it was aroused, and he forthwith registered
a mental oath that if any more ladies fell
into that %cistern, he would be the first to fly
to the rescue When all the rest departed,
he remained and took up a position at the
corner of the house where he could peep
around and obtain a view of the t%reacherous
dead-fall. Time passed-an hour, then two
hours, but no unlucky damsel dropped into
the yawning chasm. The night wind blew
chill and damp, and the watching guardian
shivered in all his joints. His teeth chat
tered like ~castanets, his hands were deeply
thrust into his pantaloons pockets, his back
was curved like the truss Of a Howe bridge,
and from the tip Of his Roman nose depend
ed globules of liquid misery. But his spir-
it was undaunted he would never desert his
post SO long as virgin beauty was in danger
Of being precipitated into that nasty, deep
hole, The cold increased-deeper into the
r~ecesses Of his pockets went his shivering
digits, rounder..and more curved became his
cerebral column, and more copious the flow
from his nasal protuberance. Yet he was
firm and mistaken in his chivalrous pur-
pose; he would thrust the pockets out Of his
pantaloons. his back might assume the shape
Of an inyerted letter A, his nose might be
like rivers of water, before he would relin-
quish his purpose. 81 w-w-onder if it
w-w-ouldn't be as w-w.ell if l got down in
the h-h-ole," he chartered to himself, and
made up his mind that at the bottom Of the
~cistern he would be out Of the wind that
was rapidly congealing the marrow in his
curved spine, and at the same time be in
good position to rescue the expected unfor-
%tunates. Accordingly he procured q ladder
and descended the %cistern, where he contin.
ued to punch the bottoms Of his pockets, to
bend his back and toss moisture from his
proboscis. He had been in his new position
but a short time when light footsteps near
the edge of the cistern warned him that the
time had come when his long waiting should
be awarded; he drew his hands from the
recesses Of his pockets, painfully straighten-
ed his back, raised his watery eyes and nose
toward the top of the c%istern, silenced his
chattering teeth by opening his mouth to its
fullest capacity, and strained every nerve to
catch the slightest sound from above. The
steps drew nearer, a piece of dry earth was
dislodged from the edge Of the cistern and
falling struck him on the end of the nose,
and from thence dropped to the ground a
blotch of thin mud a moment later, with a
shrill yell, a body dropped from above and
fell into the outstretched arms Of the excl
ted attorney. In a frenzy of passion he
clasped it to his bosom, and exclaimed
"Most beatifc creation of divine handiwork,
behold in me your most abject and devo-
ted Here he st opped and dropped
the form which he had been hugging to his
bosom. "You internal NANCY SON" but
he did not finish the sentence. The BODY