The Black range. (Robinson, Socorro County, N.M.) 1882-1897, 1883-11-23
her.
He had forgotten to plug up his ears.
Chicago Tribune.
Romance of a Poor Young Man.

An Austin street car stopped on the
siding. There was long wait. But
one solitary, listless passenger inhabit-
ed the car. lie gazed out of the win
dow on the sidewalk drygOods boxes
and peanut stands.
Il wasn't brought up to whack a
mule said the driver, suddenly put
ting his head in at the front door of the
car, and addressing the solitary passen-
ge.
"No." said the solitary one interroga-
lively.
Not much. My history is peculiar
I'm victim of circumstances
"Yes," said the passenger affirma-
lively.
"Yes, you bet. | struck the widest
and most delirious kind of luck. My
father was one of the solid men of
jackson. You couldn't pry him off his
financial feet with jack-screw. He was
widower and | was his heir apparent.
But it wasn't apparent long. No, the
rose-colored dream evaporated. Just
about The time the governor could count
up his $25O,000,I fell madly in love with
rafting good-looking girl. and the old
man said il didn't quit paying atten-
tion to her he would write up will
which would make my eyes bung out
when l came to hear it read.
$50 | told the governor I'd shift for
myself; 60 west and head out with the
country, dig fortune for myself out of
the silver mine, do anything, every
thing, rather than be dictated to in re-
gard to affairs of the heart. The old
man said that was all right, and l
pawned my watch, and other unneces-
sary jewelry, and lit by the light Of the
silvery moon. l toiled and moiled day.
times, and at night l would put OH my
opera dress shirt and sit on the hotel
piazza out in Leadville. There made
another mash, She was the only dried
up, old maid daughter of a mining
store merchant. He had money to
throw at the birds. But the girl was
homely. 0-uml Don't talk. Her face
looked like wilted pine apple hacked
with corn cutter and her every day
hope-to-die-if-it-ain't age, was 3S15 sum.
mers, including ten years of steady
drought and one grasshopper season.
swell, we were marIied, and the old
man said: BLESS you my children,
bless you" and gave us $500 for expen-
ses and basket of sour sandwiches.
resolved to 60 home like the prodigal
son and see how the old man was fixed
for calf. found out directly after |
struck the old homestead. The old
man had actually married the girl !
had left behind me, and when she saw
me she Topped right into my arms and
murmured: Henry! 0, Henry! do !
again behold my once true lovel Where
did you pick up that female?"
"Then the governor snatched her out
of that recumbent position too quick
but he wasn't any quieker'n my wife,
who Immediately lit on NE, with all the
rage of a jealous disposition. and tore
out samples of my hair enough to make
a watch cham mile and a half long.
Then she hounced out of the house and
took the next train home, and soon af-
ter she got divorce. The old man
was hot in the box. too, about the way
his wife had acted, and he sent her
home, and got divorce; but the up.
shot of the matter was, | was whip,
sawed. The entire outfit shook me.
and found myself once more out in
cold. cold world. friendless and alone.
"Git up there, Samuel! the down car
passed us ten minutes ago."-Texas
Siftings.