Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1879-12-07

! The Carson notables who went up to Vlr
gnia City to attend the Pioneer masquerade
returned yesterday morning very much dis
gusted Not one of them took prize. All
APPEAL reporter visited them in the afternoon
and found them in any thing but happy frame
| IF mind.
THR GOVERNOR swlNDLED.
The Governor was sitting in the big chair
| recently presented by General Batternan; a
cuirass and helmet, together with short
sword, the wand of a Roman Lictor, and frag-
ments of armor lay about the room in sad con-
fusion. The Governor had just returned from
the masquerade ball at Virginia City and did
not appear to have enjoyed it. Il have
passed miserable night, he mnttered, as
the APPEAL man came in. a | was at the big
masquerade and now look at me- | tried to
get Jasper Babcock to take part with me. 4"
What part did you take 7"
- The scoundrel who sold me the costume
said it was Julius Cesar, bat have since
ascertained that it belongs to the character OF
Mark Antony"
lyon are quite mistaken Governor it is
Roman Legion
Worse and worse and paid forty dol
lars for it."
"The old army contractors in CAESARS
time used to furnish them for ABOUT dollar
and half, and then all put up brown stone
fronts along the Tiber."
" should have taken Prize if that cursed
costumer hadn't he'd like horse thief. Well,
this let's me ont on Pioneer bal nsasques
The Governor kicked the remnants of the
costume into the corner and poked up the fire
with Caesars sword.
JASPER BABcocK's CONDITION.
The genial Secretary of State was found
just across the hall. His office was also strewn
with lot Of costu,ners traps. He was mad |
der if anything than the Governor.
"You see," he said confdentially, I" l in |
tended to get myself mp as the Captain of the |
Pinafore,' just to give that blasted Chrun,cle |
to understand how little cared for the bad |
poetry it has been publishing about me. l
skipped about in the suit all the evening,
etc, and dancing hornpipes on the quarter
leck, when | discovered, about the time I'M
masked, that | had On Louis the Fifteenth
ig. How these ces:umers lie The Governor
ried to rope me into playing second fiddle to
lis Julius Caesar, but do you know he (here
he Secretary howled with laughter for several
ninutes) didn't have a Julius Caesar costume
t all, just an ordinary soldiers rig--such as
he costumer rented out to w. F. Tritle and
sam Jones for two dollars. They struck him
or forty, hee, hee, hee, amt it immense?"
FARMER rREADwAy's DISGUST
The worthy old agriculturalist was found at
is house in bed. His costume was not in
ight. He at first denied that he was at the
all at all. bat finally made clean breast of
cold Bah, the GUY and myself went up ,
hey got some sorter fancy costumes in the =
ty, but / made mine myself. Dan De-
uille got me down as The Plos Boy but
lats one'er Dams shiftless lies. | was the
2oarin' Granger and made a sensation
herever / went. Everybody there said |
as dead on to the prize, but the committee,
guess, had prejudice agin' me. Now of =
,urse this is masonic. | know to dead >,
orril certainty that Kinkead and Babcock :
ked the committee to keep the prize away :,
ON me. got sure point. If l cold prove ,
up I'd sue EN-, by hockey l would. by \
Incin' was the boss. You ought to see Bill -
ID. as Cupid dancin' on the tight rope. 1t q
oke down and nearly killed Glib see you 9,
ID it in the APPEAL that was about the size .,
it. But (here the old farmer snorted with n
larity until the house trembled) you should
We seen Bah and the Guv. Too ridiculous ,s
r any use. They was the laughin stock of q,
Q town. Kinkead shoutin' from Shakespeare
d Bah singin' those pesky Pin"exfore a.
mes and not one on EN- right. tell ye q,
ere amt much nutriment ia mask dances, r.
ey re calamities clear through" b.
THE ST. NIcHoLAs.-The quaintest and most '"
eresting publication for children is the St. u