Morning journal and courier., 1885-11-11

ssGentlemen," remarked the old colonel, who had been appealed to for his views of the situation, 'the most perfect figure and Arkansaw. A party of us were out hunting over in the swamps between the White and Arkansaw rivers Towards sunset we came to 8 deep and muddy bayou, which we knew at glance it would be impossible to ford. On the opposite shore a canoe of the dug out pattern indigenous to the country was moored. Away behind the trees 8 blue wreath of smoke curled quietly heavenward, marking the place where some settler had built his cabin in the lonely waste.
 ssAfter series of yells from our guide that would have reflected credit on Conan che brave about to take the war the bank on the other side, grace fully seated in a canoe, and commenced pad ding toward us with strong, swift strokes As she nsared the place where we were stand ing we all saw she was yeung-not more than nineteen-and with face of surpassing love Illness. Her complexion was of that perfect brunette type only to be found in those whose ancestors for many generations have lived beneath the sunLy skies; her cheeks had the indescribable tint so often seen on the sun-kissed side of ripe peach, her mouth was exquisite, with pouting lips like twin cherries; her hair foated down her back in silken shining wavelets nearly to the ground; and her eyesl ah, gentlemen, how shall l describe the midnight splendor or the trans cendent glories to be seen in the liquid depths of those dark orbs!
 "As she stepped lightly out on the bank and stood holding the 'dug-out' for us to get into," continued the old gentlemen, ''she displayed the most ravishingly perfect figure I ever beheld. She was dressed in the single 0f factory which is worn by the females of her class in those distant wilds. It had evi- dently been made year or two before, for che had outgrown this to such an extent that it imperfectly performed the duties for which it had been constructed. It revealed bust with which in artistic outlines the famous Venus di Medici could not compare The short skirt permitted a glimpse of her ankles, that were absolutely faultlessly, and
 ssI have book here, gentlemen, which I should like to show you, if you will permit me-" said g dapper little fellow, stepping briskly in.
 the major and the judge and the captain and the old squire, so wild and fierce that he never stopped running until he was down the stairs.
 "Go on, Colonel; oh, go onl'' was the unanimous demand of his listeners. The old judge stepped quietly oyer, closed the door, and locked It, remark1ng5 ms Amef1can heart would be dadbinged if he proposed that story would be interrupted any more, if the court knew herself, or words to that effect.
 stI don't know that have any more to tell" was the reply.
 "Colonel," solemn1y said the venerable major, eff you leave this peerless girl stand ing there holding a canoe on the bank of that muddy bayou I'll hold you personally respon- sibIe-I will as sure there is a God in heaven"
 ssWe didn't leave her there" responded the colonel ''She padded us across the stream, and when we asked what she charged she said s'Oh, nuthin', I reckon: pop went a bar huntin' this mawnin', and took all the terbacker with him; eff one O you fellers'll give me chaw I'll call it squar'. W gave her chaw and went on about our business. I never saw her again."
 t'I believe you're liar," vociferated the judge as he unlocked the door; Gan internal old bald-headed liar"
 "So do l." chimed in each of his listeners as they passed out and followed the irate leader down the stairs to the street below.
 The question of which State produces the most beautiful women is still before the house,