The Dillon tribune. [volume] (Dillon, Mont.) 1881-1941, 1886-01-30
CHAPTER Ii.

Wien Boobies s!l ,wel his face in the mess
rccin the following ,nora,ng he was greeted
b. such a vo.ley Of c,atH as would have
drive. g moro nervous man, or one less OF
tavocite than himself to despair. Already
tie story had gone the rounds Of the bar.
racks, end BOTTLES found tie greater part OF
his brother officers really and willing to take
Miles view Of the affair, whether in chatf or
downright good earne,t he could not say.
"Halloo! Bottles. my man," shouted one
when lie entered, ""hat's this story we hear?
Is 1t possible that Bcotlex-our immaculate
and philanthropical Eootles-Oh, Bootlesl
Boobies! how ar, the mighty fallen!'
"Hey' inquired Boobies, swestly.
II wouldn't have believed it Of you,
Bootles; I wouldn't indeed. Any other fell
low i'll the re:.ment-tnat soft-headed Lacy
grinning over there, for instance-but our
Bottles" He broke off as if words could
rot express the volumes ho thought, but
found his tongus AMI went on again before
Bottles could open his mouth. ''Cur Boobies
with an acknowledged wife sworn not to
disclose her marriage-our Boobies with a
baby-our Boobies para!' Oh lor!'
why didn't you lnonag, better. Bootles!'
cried another. "You might have sent her
an odd five: ROW and then. You have
plenty"
rs she pretty, Bootlesg" asked third.
was there by any chance flaw in the
narriage?' inquired fourth.
DO you think I'm fool:' asked Bottles
pleasantly. - tell you It's plant know
nothing about the creature"
"Just my view" struck in Miles. '.Juss
what I said las5 night. It's absurd, you
knew, to expect him to own it. No fellow
would. Besides. does Bottles look like the
father OF a fine houncin, baby that goes
'Chucka, chucisa, chuck:' It's Absurd, you
know"
Even Rootics joined in the laugh which
followed. alll Miles continued:
THE only thing is-and it really is awlz-
ward for Bootles-the extraordinary like
ness. ElUe e-es, golden hair, fair complex
len. shcud say :nyself'-lookiae at his
comrade ticaily-'that at the same age
Eoctles was just such a baby as that which
turned up SO mysterlo.-,ly last night
That's es may be- Any way, the young
ster is not mime said BOTTLES. emphatically;
''en! what to do with the little beggar I
don't know
Send it loac.. to it's mother" suggested
Dawson.
But don't know who the mother ia"
Boobies answered impatiently.
"Oh no: so you say. Well. then. the brat
must have gcowed, like Topsy. II 7 were
You should send It to the police station
| The police station: Oh, nc; han, it ell.
the poor little basgar has done nothin; to
start the world i'll that way" BOTTLES an.
swerel
| did any one OF YOU asked Miles of the
general company, lever hear of chan
called Solomon
i-ec-did" answered Lacy, promptly.
his other name was-er-Fligg. The Rev.
erend Solomon Fiigg.'
oh, we've all heard Of him! But meant
a rather moro celebrated person. There Is a
story about him-l rather think It's in
r!.rseverbs'-elci5inE a yell of laughter.
Song OF Solomon. It's about two mothers.
WHO eaca had baby, and one of them man.
aged t. smother hers in the night, AMI fini-
ing it dead when she woke up in the ,nornnc
Claimed the other baby. OF course the other
woman kicked up a row. a regular shindv
End they came before Solomon to get tho
matter settled. Both claim it, said he
Oh, chop it in half, and let each have n