Roseburg review. [volume] (Roseburg, Or.) 1885-1920, 1885-11-06
G.ARALND's RBsE
HoT He Escaped Writing a Letter For At.
AnnoUi1.0 Tisitor.

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bell-shaped and without band. Hi
shoes were the coarsest of brogans and
SO badly run down that the wearer ap
peared to be walking on the sides oi
his feet. -
"How are you sir2' said Mr. Garland
arising and cordially extending his
hand.
"Aint none too peart, how is it with
yoursclflD the man replied as he shook
hands with attorney general.
"Have seat, sir.
"Bleeged to you, don't kere ef ]
do
The visitor sat down and leaned back
against the house, took off his hat,
stretched it over his knee and said:
"Anything new goin' onl"
"No, nothing that l know. ] have
come to this place to escape news"
"Then you don't know much about
what's been goin' on in Washington
sense you left thar"
aNo, very little"
"Wall, l ken tell YOU o ole thing
that has took plsce. You see | am
Squire Zangford an | ulster be The
postmaster at May Bloom, about fifty
miles from here Old man Cleveland
took dislike to me-but why | KANT
tell, as [ never seed him in my life
an told some O his log rollers to turn
me outen the Office, house whut [
built myself. thought that was jest
little the blamedest caper ! ever seed
ur heerd about. Built that house my
self, understand. Chopped down the
trees and hauled the logs with Ben
Riley's young steers an had a devil O.
Il time, too. Now after all that, that
man Cleveland wanted me to get outen
the office. I writ to him twice hut he
was so hard headed he wouldn't answer
the letter. The last time | writ put
in post stamp, but stead O answerin'
the letter he pocketed the stamp. Is
that the way the present adrninistra-
ton is goin' to rob the country2 Now
gincral, / have come all The way on
foot, case ain't got no hoss, TO see
yon about this thing l don't like to
be treated like niger for | am a up
ali up white man every time. What
would you advise me to dol"
L hardly know, Mr.. Zangford.
But, blame it, gineial, you must
know. That's what's the matter with
you fellers that air in Office now. You
never know. I want you to set down
right now an write to Cleveland
THAT is unnecessary. I'll see him
when I go back
No, that amt the thing, fur when
you get back thar 'mong all them town
scollops you'll forget me. Just write
the docymint now an I'll ship her of. ;
Mr.. Zangford, I am very tired and
do not feel like writing to-day.
Wall, then, giueral, to 'commodate
you, I'll stay till tomorrow an then
you ken fix her up. ! amt in no par
ticuIar hurry, an am willin to give you
plenty o time. I meyer did believe
in rushin man.
Mr.. Garland moved uneasily in his
seat. A customer not easily rebuffed,
had called upon him.
How much does your Office pay Mr..
Zangford?
Bout seventy-five cents year.
That al2
Wall, ordinarily, but sometimes
when drummers air plentiful the re-
ceipts is raised to mighty nigh a ool-
lar, but | don't want the place for the
money that's in it.
Why do you want ita
The standin', gineral; the standin'.
Does it give you very high standingl
Does it2 repeated the visitor with
the emphasis of great surprise. Wall,
I reckon it does. Wy, sir, at party
the postmaster at May Bloom is expec-
ted to kiss all the good gals. That
aint nigh al] The fellers all tel! him
whar they have hid ther bottles an all
he's got to do is to go out and help
himself. Wy, sir when the post
master wants to borrow fiddle, all
he's got to do is to whissul an, here
she comes Gineral, constable aint
no whar an nobody notices justice O.
the peace when the postmaster is
around, but alasl man is doomed to
disappointment. Just as / was way
up on tie ladder o public pride an
prosperity, old Cleveland gun to buck
agin me. It want right; I'll swar to
the saints, it want. Now that feller
they put in my place is lisin ike a
race hoss, an Pm liyin like plow nag.
Ef thars one thing in this world that ]
KANT stan, it is humeleration. I ken
stan poverty, ken stan to owe mighty