The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1879-09-19
AN ADVENTURE IN THE ACKNOWLEDGES
The Boston Man and Bill Jones, the
Guide-HOw the Former was Badly
Eaten by Insects, and the Latter by a


Guide-HOw the Former was Badly
Eaten by Insects, and the Latter by a
Sunfiy.
From the Whitehall Times.
The Adirondack Mountains are visited
annually by thousands of pleasure-seek-
ers. Murray's book did more to open the
beauties of that famous region than any
thing else. He created a perfect furore
among BostOnians especially, who have
since been visiting the Adirondacks.
Lately Boston admirer Of Mr.. Murray
put in an appearance at Paul Smiths.
He had with him Murray s;book, and his
first call was for a guide. Several were
named to him, but the young man asked
if Murray's guide was in the locality.
He was told that he resided about five
miles distant, but his price was 81 per
day, while other guides charged but
$3.50. He finally said he would pay a
courier to go for him, and after time
Bill Jones, 'Murray's guide, stood before
him.
The young man tried to beat Jones
down on price. but the latter was inflexi-
BILE, and bargain was struck for his SER
vices at "a per day. be the same more
or less.
The Boston young man asked him to
make out list of articles needed for
camp life, as Mr.. Murray had said that
aman to enjoy the Adirondacks must go
into camp. Among the list of articles
were tar water and oil of penny-rOyal.
"See here" said the Boston man, Il
don't want those articles;" and against
the protestations of his guide, they were
struck off.
Everything being IN readiness the two
started for the woods, where camp was
prepared with bed made of boughs and
everything fixed in regular Murray
style. Then part days hunt was in
dulged in, when at night the BOstOnian
aud his guide returned to camp, the
former the worse. for wear. After sup
per the men retired, but the seeker for
pleasure missed his couch of luxurious
spring beds and hair mattresses, and
his night was spent in combats with
mosquitoes, midgets and the many other
enemies of mankind that infest the north
woods.
AS the rays of the morning sun
streamd into the camp, our Boston
friend arose a sad and much disfgured
man. His face resembled broad con-
tinent on small scale. Here mount
ain, there promontory, and in another
place two long ranges of hills between
which extended a valley. Each hillock
was surmnunied by red spot, where the
insects had 'pegged away" with their
boring apparatus, and each eye of the
Boston man was sadly draped in red,
while his nose looked as if several lit
tie noses had sprung forth in the night.
He took a hand glass and went out doors
to view the work of the enemy.
"Bill Jones, look herer' were his
words "Who in the ID am I with all
these door knobs on my face? What
Boston man of my acquaintance would
know me? Bill Jones dy'r hear? I'm GO
ing to dig out of here this day"
Jones was astonished, and he Tried to
convince his customer that he had pass
ed the worst of it; that the next day
would be easier; that the insects would
not inflict him so bad the second day,
and not at all the third, &c, &c.
Why" said the guide, look at me.
| They don't bite me, and will bet So
can strip to the skin and lay out on that
| log in the sunshine two hours and half
and not be bitten so as to have mark"
'See here, Bill Jones, ~ SAID the Boston
man; I'm take that bet, just once"
Jones then ''peeled'' himself and lay
| flat on the log where the hot rays of the
sun were pouring down with fury.
The BoStonian pulled his watch and
| took up position to time Jones.
The latter had no more than stretched
himself than the black flies, gnats, midg-
cts and mosquitoes covered his back.
.'Are they on me 2" asked Jones.
Yes" said the Bostonian.
"Well, would not believe it. ! don't
feel 'em at ALL They never bite me, and
! if you didn't assure me they were on me
l would not even know IT." said Jones,
who kept on talking in that manner all
the time.
For twenty minutes the Boston man
held the watch, when he began to realize
that Jones would win If something
wasn't done. He remembered that he
had sun-glass in his pocket, so while
Jones was having a good time talking,
he quietly got into position and drew a
focus which struck Jones in a tender
place.
He squirmed little when the glass
began to burn.
SConfound that boss fyl drive him
off, said Jones, squirming more.
mo horse fly there" said the Boston
| ian, changing the focus so as TO let il
take hold in a new place,
rOh! drive off that blasted hornet
Hoss flies and hornets want in the bet
-l-OuchI how the cusS bites" groaned
Jones'
'There is no horse fly or hornet on
you" said the BOstonian, cody.
"Oh, gracious, how the cuss bites
l Whewi blue blazesl confound 'em
| Jewhiatakerl thunder and Marsl but
don't they bitel See here, Mr.. man,
give up the bet, for I believe the con.
founded critters have bored hole clean
through my body" and as Jones arose
1.-THE sun glass went out of sight