Morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven [Conn.]) 1848-1894, 1883-05-26
The Dakota Fever.
Some Philosophical Reflections I'm th'
Way of Timely Warning.
From the Milwaukee Sun

Some Philosophical Reflections In the
Way of Timely Warning.
[From the Milwaukee SUM-
GBiu Nye the Laramie Boomerang humor-
ist, who has been sicker than newsboy that
has swallowed a chew of tobacco, writes us
as follows from River Falls, Wis. where he
is getting well.-ED
am up here in River Falls, Wisconsin,
patiently waiting for the snow banks to witt
away and gentle spring to come again. Gen
tie spring, as I go to press, hath not yet
loomed up, as yet, save the great Dakota
boom. Everybody, from the servant girl
with the symphony in smut on her face and
the boundless waste of freckles athwrt her
nose, up to the Normal school graduate, with
enough knowledge to start grist mill for
the gods, has "a claim in the promised land,
the great wild goose orchard and tadpole
aquarium Of the new Northwest.
The honest farmer deserts his farm, around
which clusters thousand memories of the
past, and buckling on his web feet, he fees
to the frog ponds of the great northern wa
tershed, to make 'tree claim" and be hap
py.
years, cutting out white oak grubs, and
squashing army worms on shinRle, in or
der that we may dwell beneath our own vine
and plum tree, and then we sell and take
wings towards q wild, unknown country,
where land is dirt cheap, where the wicked
cease from troubling and the weary are at
rest.
That is where We get left, if may be al
lowed an Americanism, or whatever it is We
are never at rest. The more we emigrate the
more worthless, unsatisfe1 and triiing We
become. I have seen the same family go
through Laramie City six times because they
knew not of contentment. The first time
they went west in Pullman car for their
health" The husband rashly told q sad-eyed
man that he lied, and in little while the
sun was obscured by loose teeth and hair.
The ground was torn up and vegetation was
killed where the discussion was held.
Then the family went home to Toledo.
They went in a day coach and said Pullman
car wRs full of malaria and death. Their
relatives made sport of them and lifted up
their yawp and yawped at them insomuch
that the yawpness thereof was as the town
caucus for might. Then the tourists on the
following spring packed up two pillows and
q pink comforter and change of ralmene
and got them unto the emigrant train and
journeyed into the land which is called Arl-
zona, where the tarantula climbeth up on the
innerside of the pantaloon and tickletn the
limb of the pilgrim as he journeyeth, and BE-
hold he getteth in his work and the leg of
that man is greater than it was atoretIme,
even like INTO the leg of piano.
Well, to cut a long story short, that family
got to going to Montana by bull team, and
every time the light of hope was in their
eyes, the tint of Joy for its future was on
their cheeks. Sometime one of the children
would die. but the kind angels would fork
over another one and all would go well again,
but at last they had to go on foot. saw the
old man not long ago starting for Dakota.
He had q set of store teeth that didn't mash
by an inch or two and looked as though they
were made for larger man than he was, and
he talked like one whose vuicanized rubber
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skittish for fear the sealing wax gum of his
wisdom teeth viii get mixed up with his tom
sils and shut OF his wind, but he was hope
ful and almost tickIed to death with the idea