The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1882-07-29

what is the style of spring lie, this
scasonr' asked one-eyed man, as he
dropped down by the exchange EDITOR
side. "Haye they retrimmed the inter-
convertible snake, that breaks up into
precincts and comes together at the call
Of the presiding link?"
Haven't seen anything of it, !" replied
the exchange editor, plunging his shears
into the account of tornado that shifted
State line hundred feet and landed a
river in cottonwood grove without dis
turbing ripple.
I'm glad of that" said the one-eyed
man. rubbing his hands slowly. 81 new
er liked that lie. 1t always seemed far
fetched and unwholesome; beside, you
couldn't help thinking that frog might
swallow quorum of the snake and not
leave enough to transact business. Do
you see anything of that lie about the
dragon out in Illinois. with wings like a
corn-patch and smell of brimstone? Is
the dragon current thisyear?"
Haven't struck him yet" answered
the editor, eliminating the profanity
from a far western account OF q mine
explosion, in which forty men were
blown through the side of mountain
seven miles thick. eff he's around he
flying very low."
THAT pleases me, too" smiled the
one-eyed man, stroking his chin. 1.-The
only objection ever had to that dragon
was the smell. 1t never sounded rea-
sonable. If they had said he smelled of
birthstone and molasses it might have
worked in girls boarding house as q
fair spring lie. but they couldn't fix it to
do for men unless they perfumed him
with blue pills. 1t was great mistake.
Have you struck any fresh particulars
about the sea-serpent since the thawr'
ITO early for him." returned the ed
itor, writing . new headline to an ac-
count of a baby who fell out of a window
sixty feet, and bounced back without
split, bruise or chip-off "He'll be around
by the 18th of July"
1.-THE 14th of july" murmured the
one-eyed man. 81 reckon you're right.
Yes, you're right; with head like a
barrel and eyes like coffee cups; esti-
mated by Mr.. William Jennings, of To-
bago township, to be at least two-thirds
of mile long, Yes, that's his date,
July IA. like to read about him. There's
always something breezy and fresh about
that serpent, though he must be getting
on in years now. What become of the
two old people that were born at the same
moment, and died within ten minutes Of
each other, at the advanced age of 104?
Amt they dying this season."
mot that I've heard Of" rejoined the
exchange editor, pruning down long
article on q boy who was cut in hall
lengthwise by steam grindstone, and
whose recovery was confidently antici-
pated by the eminent local physicians.
II hope they haven't quit the bust
ncss?" observed the one-eyed man, with
anxiety. s'I've kind o. warmed up to
those old chumps. There was something
unanimous about 'em that caught me.
and l count on getting UP to 'em regu-
larly If l am going to keep my health.
Maybe the backward season has been
against 'em. What's the news about tho
skeleton found in the tree with bag of
money tied to his spine? Let's see. he's
. spring product. isn't hep
mo, fall" replied the editor, glane-
ing over a report of man who had Just
been relieved of live lizard that had
fed on his kidneys for forty years.
''He'll come around about the Sd Of OF
tober."
s.Just SO, Just so. I was misled on
him. He's an old friend of mine, seems
like one OF the family; and if they should
go over his season without finding him,
appears as though should commence to
pine. Is there anything new this spring;
any servant girls making Greek poetry
in their sleep, any live frogs found con-
cealed in a Philadelphia brick, and
springing eight feet in the air after an
imprisonment of 1000 years? Anything
of that sort?"
Nothing" sighed the exchange edi-
tor. putting sub-heads into an account
of whale climbing to the top of Abse-
com lighthouse to borrow match.
Nothing fresh. except this one about
the payment of a church mortgage out
in Wisconsin, but that won't be popu-
lar"
II suppose not; / suppose not" muir
INJURED the one-eyed man. "Wcll. I'm
much obliged So long! 1t warns me
up to see the old ones come around. A
man of my age would miss 'em if they
let up. and began to be little tickle
ish about the serpent and the skeleton,
until you explained the dates"
And as he went out, the exchange
editor turned over an article on an old
woman of ninety. who was cutting her
eighth set of false teeth and fourth head
Of hair. Brooklyn Eagle.