Louisiana capitolian. (Baton Rouge, La.) 1879-1881, 1881-01-04
WHISKY BOB'S CLAIM.

Whisky Bob was dead broke, yer,
tired, and wanted to sit down and stud,
his situation aud what was best to b,
done.
Here DC again, the same derncd foo
us ever, ruined by whisky after maxim
piles Of money; | just deserve il. What
u doggoned iackass u human can max,
bisself with whisky
linking npihis pack, Bob iuilcd slow.
ly up tho ridge under tho trees until he
came TO the top, where IL ilattened ont
In little level places and slight depros-
sions. Birds were singing and flowers
blooming around him; aud, rs he sat
down to rest, he heard, to his astonisll.
mcnt, not Very fur of, the cIear, sweet
voice ofa fcIualc, singing + e. -
Popping cautiously under the young
pine tree, there, in little open fiat, sit
ting on u rock, WAS the singer II was a
pheasant picture to look ut for . lonely
man--a tall, shapcly, buHom young girl,
with light, golden hair, blue eyes, and
very regular, pretty features. She was
dressed in short calico dress, with moe.
assins on her feet, and sun-bonnet
thrown back on her head. Her hand
rested on long Kentucky rifle, She was
a representative of the better class of
Western girls, who were continually in
those early days arriving in the noun
tains Of California from the long trip
overland, enigrating in families from
Kentucky and other States. 5nlI iH.4
Whisky Bob listened to tho song with
delight, and gazed ut tho singer in id
niration; aud then, with his pack on
his shoulder, coolly walked out into her
presence, and, putting his pack down
not fur from her, sat down himself. Then
she spoke to him. ~ ~
Dwell, Mister, who might you DO,
that walks into a young lady's drawing
ROOM without knocking, even on the bark
Of u tree ? az r - ga @
"Plcase, Miss, IN, called Whisky
Bob out prospecting" r
FNo miss about it, Mr.. Bob, please.
My name, for short, is Nell Green to Ill
friends, and to others--well, Pvc shoot
ing 'ron," said the girl, and continued:
Your name of Whisksy ~ q bad one,
young man, and ] reckon shows you are
being ruined by corn juice. Is that so''
Well, Nell, that's Il fact-but rather
rough said Bob, who saw tbs girl had
q half smile on her face. ".'..
Now, Mr.. Bob--without the Whisky
1T seems to me- said Nell, 'ye're
yerself away, and, there might
be something better for yer, ifye'd seek
it, and she looked ut him with an cx-
PRESTON of SOME interest.
g I know, it Nell, if | conld only do it,
Got no folks, no family, 10 kecr for
you ? said Nell,
Marry one, replied Bob; never had.
toted myself and pack up this ridge
to jest seek my luck once more, aud
quit the corn juice and reform. I--''
myself, Dob, If va a. ,ald
''''-- r. could only meet
"oniah anywhere in these diggings, and
stake out u calm, where she stood, il
would bring yc fresh luck and ye might
turn over new leaf, and DO somebody
once more And here, sure enough, I've
met you
'fe mean right, Pm sure said Nell,
softly. But down the trail away yoll-
der | see my folks are coming along,
with their hxings aud plunder, pau
lnau and the rest OVEN. must put out
stranger, but Mr.. Bob, let me say d
kind word to yc on parting from short
acquaintance. Yer say a woman brings
ye luck every time. Now just hope
I'll bring good fortune to yer and you
may take your pile out of this ere spot,
though | can't sec where it is. Mr..
Bob, said the girl, llcsitating, 'cf ye5do
not find il, and act mn to vcr o,,J IN.