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

would make it penal ollcnse for a
man TO bring in Saratoga trunk, and
| would sentence any man who should
mention or wear or ever make any
reference to white shirt, while in
this valley, to eat Mats biscuits for
six months"
Mat, who was slcing side of ba-
con at the time, quietly wiped his
knife ON the leg of Visalia's panta-
looms, but said nothing.
$40 the girls know our situation?"
l asked.
"No, but they take it for granted
that we will be at the dance" an-
swcrcd the student. "They are all
going; but doubt not, from certain
| little asides heard to-day, that they
are nearly rs troubled about this sub
Jet Of dress rs we are"
"A girl does not need any Clothes"
bluncd out Nisalia, cor at least a
ribbon, spray Of fern, or something
OF that kind is all that is necessary TO
make her look charming; but look at
us" and he glanced around the circle.
And, indeed, we were hard-looking
set. With slOuchcd hats, gray shirts,
and brogm boots, with faces unshayed
and the dirt and dust adhering to us,
we looked likcpira,es. A familiar way
that Mat had of wiping things off on
us was also beginning TO show its eff
tccts upon our persons. The student
had three distinct impressions of the
bottom of the ColluC-pOt in the mid
die OF his back, and | was literally
painted. This was in consequence of
"A grudge which Mat bore me, because
| vcnturcd at one time TO demonstrate
with him for attempting to clean the
frying pan on my trousers leg. a
roar Of laughter was the result Of the
mutual inspection.
"Somcthlug occurs to me-" said the
student when we hld once more re-
sumcd our gravity, Il believe | know
where there is a white shirt
"WhcrcY came in an eager chorus.
"The guide-thal Dago who took
us up to Glacier Point yestcrday-he
told me that John Muir, the gcologist,
gave him one last spring, lie proba-
bly, has it yet"
"Can You gctit?" we asked.
81 will try"
81 think" said Visalia, knitting his
brows AMI speaking very deliberately,
as if trying to recall some isolated
facI from oblivion, II think know
where there is black coat"
We are all attention.
81 saw one he continued. clown
at llutchinsOn's few days ago, in the
cooks room, hanging near the win
dow; believe | can reach it if it is
still there"
"Magnifcent" exclaimed the stu
dent, in utter obtusencss to the real
significance Of Visalia's remark; "all
we want now is a pair of pants"
Before we went to sleep that night
it was decided that, on the following
day, each man should start out on a
foraging trip, the results of which
were to be shared equally between us.
To me was assigned the duty of pro-
viding pair of pantaloons, and my
instructions were to beg, borrow,
or steal, but not come back to camp
without them, under pain and penal
ty too originally vicious to mention.
succeeded, however, without resort
ing to desperate measures, and was
the first 10 get back to camp with my
prize. Mat came next with a vestand
large green nccktic, and lastly
Nisalia and the student put in appear
ancc, each with bundle Of some de-
scription under his arm. Wecompar-
cd notes and found that we, had
enough to dress one man.
1t is unnecessary To state where the
articles came from, or to describe the
uproarious time we had that evening
around the fire, relating our foraging
experiences, and try to get fit out
of the heterogeneous articles we had
secured. The pantaloons had evident
ly been made for giant. They came
clear up to the students armpits, and
there was then, rs he remarked, room
enough left in them to acColnodate a
bale OF hay. The shirt and vest,
worked very well; but the coat
which Visalia had secured was short
and narrow, and absolutely refused 10
cover up the great folds in the yolum-
inOus plntaloDns, and its sleeves did
not reach much below the elbow on
the smallest man among Us. Takcnas
q whole, the outfit looked best on Vi
salia, and it was consequently decided
that he Shout | 90 in and take the first
dance, the rest Of Us awaiting our
turns outside.
About nine o'clock we went down
the river and crossed over the bridge
into the town. The hotels and stores
were lighted, bombs were bursting,
and everybody in the vallcy-lndians
inclulcd-was out in his best war
paint and feathers. A temporary
dancing floor had been laid near one
Of the hotels, incIoscd by canvas and
cvergrcens, and a band stationed with
in sent music ont into the night to
minglc with the murmur Of the wa
tcrialls. We could see the shaIowy
figures of dancers throu III the can.
vas, and hear the patlcr Of little feet.
What made it all really unbcarabIc
was the discovery that the town was
full Of swclls, in claw hammer coats
AMI kid-gloycS, who were going in
and out from the dancing room, and
making themselves merry with young
ladies on whom we believed we had u
primary claim.