Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1884-07-21

ger, and removing his superfluous gar
ments, he was preparing to seize Jelle-
man and was in the act of throwing
hlm on the floor, when bright-faced
girl rushed forward and seized him:
"You shan't hurt him, YOU mean
thing. Come away, Mr.. Poet"
Jelleman was quite willing to follow
her, and dismissing the school, allowed
himself to be conducted away. He ac-
companied the girl to her home, and
when he entered the house and saw the
girl father, he threw up his hands in
astonishment. Mr.. Horner, the former
shoemaker advanced, extended his
hand, gave the poet a vigorous shake
and said:
''My dear friend, am glad to see
you. | was away from home when
you came, or | should have taken i'm
mediate charge of you"
''Why, had | known" said the poet.
that this young lady was your
daughter, should have spoken to her
concerning you. All, and here is your
wife. Most happy to meet you, Mrs.
Horner."
The tall, matronly woman cordially
shook his hand and announced that
supper was ready. Seated at the table,
the young man made himself at home,
and. helping himself from plate of
steaming cakes, he said
Il am almost tempted to wish, Mr..
Horner, that | had remained in your
shop instead of flying around on the
wildgoose chase of poesy.'
81 wish that had stuck to my last.
You see, | went to night school. and
after coming to Arkansaw kept up my
studies, but drifted into politics."
"Have you ever made anything at
that business?'
"Well, that is the charge. You see
| am member of congress, and have
been accused of accepting money, but
money | ever received-eXcept my
salary, you UNDERSTANDINGS presented
to me by admiring friends. But, my
dear poet, the mouths of vile men are
ever open to cry down deserving citi-
zen. Have you made anything by
your poetry?"
"Well, not as much as should like
to have made. You see the demand
for poetry is not SO great now as it was
in the DAYS of Milton. If | had lived
in those days should have been quite
success. 1t was ever thus. Some
men do not live soon enough others
live too late. ! am one of the too late
kind. Still, | have not given up all
hope. Several days ago | saw state
ment that a prize of ten dollars was Of
fered by weekly paper for the best
sonnet | sent the thing and though
| did not secure the prize, yet the
editor did not criticise the poem, which
| regarded as an encouraging sign"
The congressman listened attentive
ly, and after rejecting few moments
said:
arthur, | showed you into the poe
try business, now let me shove yor
out. There is nothing in it. | an
afraid that YOU were not born during
the right time of the moon. The
longer you keep at this thing, the hun
grier YOU will become. Now, | hav,
an excellent farm here and need ;
man to take care of the stock. II
give YOU the situation. And again
here is Kitty, the best looking girl il
the state. You might marry her
How would that suit you?"
First rate, but how would it sui
the young ladyP
The girl blushed and replied, tina
she had no particular objections.
The ceremony was performed tn
very next day, and the happy bride
groom began his duties of stock man
In this he has been eminently success
ful. and as time flies, he becomes NOR
and more welded to the business
Several months ago, while milking
COW, the poetic idea seized him, bu
Just then the COW kicked him into