Mexico weekly ledger., 1885-08-06
THE LEDGER.
THURSDAY. AUGUST 6, 1885.
To New Subscribers Only! 1ssa
THE LEDGER
ssE Until IanaarT lst, 1886, &sSa
Sixty-fve Cents
ALWAYS Cash in Advance.
Pat Danan ON the Weather.
Always Cash in Advance.

Henry Ward Beecher's famous ex-
preston about the hot weather Is
now being repeated in every state.
There are sunstrokes in New York,
Boston, Philadelphia and Baltimore
Twenty-seven battle-scared veterans
of the State militia were Frustrated
by heat at the Peekskill encampment.
Thermometers are standing at 102
IN the shade in st. Louis and higher
still in Nashville and Little Rock.
Street-ear mules are falling dead in
their tracks. 1t is 900 at midnight
in some places. The whole country
is sweltering in sweat.
Even Chicago, the boasted summer
resort of the great unsalted seas, is
simmering in the grease of her own
pork corners and oleomargarine dai-
ries.
The payements are all kissing hot, the sky above
is braZen,
And every head as good as dead the sun can SET
his rays on;
The lean, lank-looking skeletons go stalking
pale and gloomy;
The fat, like red-hot frying pans, send hotter
francies through me.
/ wake from dreams of polar ice, on which I've
been slider.
Like fishes dreaming of the sea, and waking in
the spider.
Hot! It is so hot that my blood
boils within me till my hat dances on
my head like an infuriated teakettle
lid. / can hear my soul sloshing
around like a teacupful of scalding
grease in an empty washboiler every
time I move. Oh, for chunk of the
worlds cold charities to slip into my
seething bosom before my gizzard is
totally cooked! Oh, for the bleak
winds of adversely to fan my blister
ing brow! Oh, for the frost of years
and the SHOWS of old age! Oh, for
the touch of an icy hand, or the
freezing glance of naughty damsel's
eye! Oh, for a flower garden OF
polar bears and sunless grove of
Alaska icebergs! Oh, for cave in
Kamschatka, 150-acre homestead
of Spitzbergen frigidity, an icicle-
gemmed grotto in the basement story
of the aurora borealis! Oh, for q
blue nose and pair Of frost-bitter
heels! Oh, for anything cool and
cooling, from mint julep or teeth
rattling tertian ague to cup of cold
pizen!
Hot Purgatory, of the shoreless
and fathomless ocean of fire that Bot
Ingersoll thinks he has squenched
with his little, swill-loaded oratorit
squirtgun, would not be much
change or climate. Every thermom
eter from Cape Cod to Corpus Christ
has kicked the top out and boiled
over like the Arkansaw doctors pa
tient, who took twelve white an6
twelve blue seidlitz powders separate
". Heaping Goals of fire on you
enemy's head is the easiest compound
in all Scripture to obey. The tinkl'
of hrooklets, the gentle murmer o
cascades is dried before it get
twenty feet from the banks into th'
rattle of hot pebbles or the harsl
clatter of hurting buckshot.
The very milk of human kindnes
has eyaporated beneath the sola
torridity, and left nothing but a LIT
tie dusty moral chalk and indigo
Rivers, creeks, horse ponds, lakes
and duck puddles in many region
have vamoosed, like bank cashier
with public funds, and naught bu
struggling daubs of slime remain t
tell one where they were. Catfsl
eels and tadpoles are running all owe
the country with tin cups in thei
mouths asking everybody they NEE
to give them drink of water. Broo
trout wallow In the dust Of countr
roads like quails, and black bass al
caught like gophers with spad
Chandeliers matin hymn sounds s
if 1t were piped through the thig
bone of a 3,000-year-shriveled mum
my of the Pharaohs, and the flute
ing of his wings resembles the clasl
ing together of charred saddle flap
Reader of readers, if it is SO hot
this beautiful world of lakes, rive
and cascades, of cloud-wreathe
peaks and misty wales, of ocean riy
lets, rills, soda pop, and juleps, thin
what it must be in that politician
realm, where the roasted-millionairs
incarnation of selfshness and gree
begs, through all eternity's countle
ages, for one drop of water from
dog-licked beggar's finger-tip! Thil
of it and flee to the glorious, win
swept, lake -gemmed summerland
Dakota, where everybody is st
wearing winter fannels and sleepil
under blankets and buffalo robes.
P. DOMAIN.
Devils Lake. Dakota, July IA.
He Values His Leg ut Ss0, GOO.
Albert L. Evans filed suit in t
circuit court yesterday against t
Missouri Pacific railroad company
damages. The petition sets for
that plaintiff was employed as
;4ob,oan in the Kansas City var