The weekly miner. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1878-1881, 1879-11-18
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EditOrButte MINER.
Your request to write an article for your
leaders came like a thunder-clap. What
Gould be expected from a sedate matron like
myself? Certainly not a political essay from
pne whose family cares scarcely left her time
Tor an occasional dip into the columns of
some daily paper from which she generally
emerged in u rather dazed condition, not
being quite certain whether Hayes was Gov
ernor of Ohio or Schurz President of the
United States, but proud to he able to an
nouuce the fact at the dinnertable that Grant
had just had an enthusiastic reception at
Mechanicsville, had kissed innumerable dirty
faced babies and had been presented with a
beautiful mower and reaper silver plated and
inscribed "To the savior of his country from
his many friends and admirers" etc. at
nause0n. Politics are clearly out OF the
question. It would be useless to lift my voice
in the cause of railroads for it is a we'll known
fact that the women of Montana are a unit in
favor of all progressive movements. Should
I be the Fannie Palmer of this village Cf q
VILLAGE was ever known west of Omaha) and
in o1,wtng laugua.e describe The Beauty,
Wit and Fashion which coll Mine sOurg their
home? Noub:ns wouli please me better, as
then l would be sure of lady readers. Al
ready I was lost in a pleasant dream of these
essentials when l was rudely awakened by
the entrance of Johnnie, my eldest, a hand
some, boy, the perfect image OF his father,
energe,ically playing upon the met musical
of instruments, called the bones. Having
completed an overture. which would have
done credit to Wagner, he made known the
fact that the last school bell was ringing and
he wanted a collar right away and would !
please put on his tie, as he had disabled one
Of his fingers playing "tumble-to-peg " and
the remaining ones were just recovering from
his last game of base ball, and sob l can't tnc
nv hooks. and most of the buttons came OF
nv ccav when | had a shaking yesterday
Now was the time for my fairy godmother, !
had one, which | hadn't, to step i'll and will
one stroke of hcr wand win for herself IN!
eternal gratitude by bringing order out OF TIL
confusion. Not until my son was well Oh
his way to the temple of learning did tn'
time to dwell upon society matters and the'
| remembered my attend .nce upon societ.
had been limited of late and could writ
rothing original but should be obliged t.
copy from the columns of those mirrors Q
fashion, our own Afgus alld Mercury.
wall from the baby, who is now suffering fror
one Of the many intantile disorders suggests
an Article on the Mi e,ies of Human Life,
but | remembered that a book on this su1jet
had already been published. Turning IN
attention to the newspapers, my eyes fell o
a short selection in which the author attemp'
ed to excuse the g aversion to marriage on tn
part of our best co young men by a few stal
remarks on tie worthlessness of The girls
the present day. Here was an enem
worthy of my weapons and it would not haV
taken the pen of Gail Hamilton to have give
him his death blow, for had not Scotland
bard SUM- how he Creator
Tried his prentice hand on man
And then he made the lassc>"