The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1879-02-07
A FOREIGN "NAVIVE."

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Game of it.
Burdette's Letter to Burlington II awk- Ely e..
Do you remember, some weeks since
was greatly annoyed by an inquisitive
man down in Maine, and abruptly clos
ed my letter for the purpose of stuffing
the aforesaid man.
Well, l stuffed him.
"Much of place, your town ~ he
asked.
"Oh, yes" 1 said, with the matter of
course carelessness of a citizen of the
great western metropolis, "about forty
five thousand guess"
The man eyed me with keen, awaken
ing interest $50 big as that?" he said.
| nodded, and he presently said: "Well,
/ had no idea that there was such a city
in Iowa. State must be pretty well set
tied up, reckOn?"
| said: Eyes, it was. Some portions
of it pretty wild, though"
Amy large game in the state?'
"Herds of it, said. Il killed deer
last winter not two miles from the
Burlington court house"
/ pacified my conscience for this lie
by explaining to that rebellious and vO-
ciferous monitor that there was no Bur
lington court house; that it was burned
down several years ago, and the county
was waiting until it could buy a second
hand court house for $1.75 before re-
placing it. Therefore l could truthfully
say that killed all the deer that came
within two miles of our court house.
81 want to known the native exclaim-
ed.
do you, though" thought l, then I'll
tell YOU. And so l went on: "Why, the
wolves only two years ago made raid
right into Burlington and killed all the
chickens on South HILL"
Conscience raised terrible protest at
this, but l hushed it up too quick by
citing the case of Meigs Shenck's wolf
that got loose and in one single summer
night ate up everything on South Hill
that wore feathers. The native looked
astonished and doubly interested.
'Any Indians?' he said.
Land, yes,' told him, yawning
YEARLY, as one talks of old, stale things
Sitting Bull was educated at the Bap-
fist collegiate institute in Burlington,
and was expelled for trying to scalp
professor Workman with a horse shoe
magnet"
'You don't tell me?" exclaimed the
native, in wild amazement. By this
time l was perfectly reckless, and told
conscience to keep its mouth shut and
give me chance.
"Oh, yes,'' 1 said, yellow VOLTS old
medicine lodge is still standing, right
out on West Hill. The Indians come
into the city very frequently, tearing
through the streets on their wiry little
ponies"
Ever have any trouble with them ~
the man asked.
"Oh, no." said carelessly, "the citi-
Zens seldom do. The COW boys, who
come up from Texas with cattle, hate
them terribly, and occasionally drop one
of them in the street just for revolver
practice. But nobody else interferes in
their fights"
II suppose the man said, ''you all
carry revolvers strapped around you,
out there ?"
-'Oh, yes" 1 replied, "of course.
We have to; man never knows
when he is going to have trouble with
somebody, and in case of any little mis-
understanding it wouldn't do for fel-
low not to be heeled."
l think the man shuddered little.
Then, fearing that he might ask to look
at my revolver, / casually remarked that
never carried my bankers when l came
east.
He said no, he supposed not. Then
he looked out of the window long time
and said nothing. Finally / asked him
in what part of Maiae he made his home
He looked up at me in surprise,
"Me?'' he said. Lord, don't live in
this rock patch. I'm only on here visit.
ing some relatives"
In feeble voice asked him where he
did live, then.
The man yawned and again looked
listlessly out of the window.
"Oh," he said, 81 live on a farm, just
out by Letters, about six miles out OF
Burlington. l wish 1 was back there
now.
So did I. So did l. wished he had
never left there.
We didn't talk together any longer
Shortly after that the wheather changed
the air grew verv cold, and went into
the smoking car to look for fire.