The Opelousas courier., 1884-12-20
Another Little Breeches..
TOUCHING INCIDENT OF From.
TIER LIFE.
lChicago Herald

yS = WAC tldlH 0 the East,
the Westerner held his bundle
carefully SO that the gas light
would reach the lads eyes. AS
ne was shifting his position be
sald' IN reply to the inquiry of a
bystander
+. mo, he amt sick, mister; he's
Just hurted. Didn't you never
hear of it? Well, now, that's
quar-. 1t was in all the newspa-
pers in the Black Hills country.
This here is Little Joe, Of the
Homestake claim. Never heard
OF him Z. Lemme tell you some
thing, then, anddon't You never
forget it. Will you 2"
Never" was the response.
WE'LL, sir, away back last
February, when the snow was
three feet deep and the billiards
was ahowling, our cabin got a
lire one night, and it was Just as
much as ever that we got out of
it with our lives. We were
about nine miles from Dead
wood, and set out on foot for
that town. After we had gone
Always we found that the snow
was SO almighty deep that we
was liable to be stalled. There
was a crust on it, and we'd break
through it up to our. necks i'm
places. Only little Joe got a.
long all right. He didn't weigh
nuch more'n a bag of dust, aud
he skinned along on the top,
like a fly. Finally, when we
couldn't go no further for the
cold and the snow, he says:
You just go back, boys, and
keep up the fire, and I'll be back
yere agin in less than twelve
hours with grub aud liquor, and
I'll have the boys in Deadwood
come after us tomorrow
aGod bless his little soul! [
mind just how he looked that
minute. There wasn't no use
of one trying to go ahead, so we
let him go alone and we went
back, and heaping wood on the
fire made by our cabin, tried to
keep warm. Along toward mid
night we began to get powerful
hungry, and to wonder what
had become of Joe, when all of
a sudden we heard a faint call
ing.
: It's a Bird some one says.
s'No, it ain't,' says |. Its
little. joe
.We listened and heard it
again. The wind was Whistling
almighty cold, but there was no
installing his voice. Two Or
three of us sprang out into the
snow and made as fast as we
could toward the place where
we thought the voice came from.
Pretty soon we heard it again
off to one side, and, wading
through the drifts, we found him.
He had fallen into the holes we
had made in the crust i'll the
morning, and was so weak and
stiff he couldn't get out. So he
lay there and yelled. He had
grub and liquor strapped on him,
hut / picked him Up IN my arms
and we carried him In to the fire.
Both of his feet vas frozen, and
he was unconscious when we
took his burden off of him. All
that night we rubbed him and
cried over him, the little cuss,
and the next morning, when the
boys from Deadwood broke
through with horses, we loaded
him up and took him TO town.
The doctors had to cut off one
of his feet, but he mended rap
idly and soon got SO he could
get up. This fall we had a
meeting and decided that Joe
should not stay at the mine this
winter, but 60 East and be TAX
en- keer of at a hospital 10 New
York, and that's what I'm doing
now. Well have him back at
the spring, aud If there's any
thing In the camp he wants it's
his for all time"
These crazy spelling reforners
are trying to persuade people to
spell kiss with one s. The at
tempt will be q failure, The
man who lifts d finger, 30 to-
speak. to shorten a kiss, will
bring upon himself the hatred
Of tie rising generation. The
tendency Is rather 10 add more
s's. That Is to make the kiss y
ward and d half or two yards
long OF as long as q strong young
man can hold bis breath
Brooklyn Eagle,