The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1881-02-14

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he passed through tho door, but we
fOrluvc the claw-hammcs, knowing
that nothing human could bear the
sight unmoved We could hear, how
ever, from our position outside, that
the litter which greeted his entrance
gradually grew into a laugh, and we
were in momcntary expectation Of
seeing an animated pair Of p0ntalaons
bounce out through the open door and
come tearing along through the dark
ness to our hiding place among tho
rocks.
Nothing of the kind happened, how
ever. The student was made Of diff
fcrent stun. lie had gone in to have
a dance and he proposed to carry out
the programme regardless Of consc-
quenccs. Marching straight up to
one Of the prcttiesL girls in the room,
"A lovely camper in our neighborhood,
he asked her hand for the set which
was forming, and she promptly rose
and took her place beside him on the
floor. The act of that brave girl" as
the student afterwarl expressed il,
"should live in history, for it avcrted
a tragedy. If she failed me, | had
fully made up my mind to kill every
Sinking claw hammer in the room,
and | knew | could count on Visalia
for helping hand.
When the music started up, we
could see fellows slipping out through
the door, holding on to themselves as
though stricken with collie, and pent
up yell would occasionally ring out
on the night air like q cry of agony.
The figure was soon ended, however,
and the student returned TO us flushed
and happy. 1t was any turn next. |
was not possessed of the audacity of
either Visalia or the student, and
trembled at the ordeal before mo but
there was no honorable way out Of the
dilemma, as we had entered into SOL
emn compact to stand by one anoth-
er. | declined, however, to don the
unmcntionables in which the student
and Visalia had figured, contenting
myself with the shirt, coat, and green
necktie.
My advent in the dancing room, like
that of my predecessors, was greeted
with something more than a smile by
the loungerS around the door; but, to
my surprise, the ill-concealed deri-
sion drove away my timidity and
filled me with species Of desperate
confidence. Itexcited my resentment,
and enabled me to understand the in
comprehensive audacity of the COM
panlOnS who had gone in before me
On reaching the inner sauctum, my
first encounter was with charming
creature named Smith. We had made
each others acquaintance the day be-
fore i'll under the Nevada Fall, and
were OH the most friendly terms. She
did not even glance at my brogan
boots, but held out her hand, with
bcwitching smile; "Why, Mr.. Cornc-
Illus, how late you are !"
IL had little business" falterel.
"What a shame that You should be
so formal in Yosemite, Here is Miss
Nasturtium, who has been lookin. for
you all the evening""
At this instant the lady in question
detached herself from the arm of
claw hamner, and sauted me-
"Where is Mr.. Nisala" she asked
81 thought | saw him here awhile
ago"
Il really cannot tell you, Miss Mas
turtium," | answered. "Icxpected to
find Linn here"
"And what has become of the stu
dent" chimeI in Miss smith. glancing
hastily around the room. II nave not
seen him for haitian hour And your
friend has not put in an appearance
tins evening. | thought you four were
iusepulaDle."
Mat lcll into the river on the way
down." | stammcrcd, cropping des-
peratcly about for some plausible es-
cape from my dilemma, "and he had
to 90 back to camp TO change his
clothes"
Its funny" slid Miss Nasturtium,
chat NI,alil told me nothing about
That when we wcrn dancing together.
But noticed that he was little cX-
cited"
By this time Il little knot Of lady
campers had -a,ucrci around me, aud
noticed that some Of them were cX-
changing knowing glUnce1 and wills
pcrlng IN a suspicious manner They
were beginning h. sec through the CO..
operative clothes business.
"Mr. Cornelius" said Miss Smith, |
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