Morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven [Conn.]) 1848-1894, 1886-09-30

You think Pm going to get up first to-day you're
fooled, that's all. It's wrong. It's your turn,
and you know it is"
''Judge, you think you're hely terror on
the argue, but l tell you that can lay abed
longer than you can argue. I'm willing to
build fire, but I'm burned if ever agreed
to put one out. This fire is yours. You
discovered it. It's yours by right of discov-
erty."
The whole end of the building was ablaze
by this time, and the tongues of flame were
licking along the dry rafters of the ceiling
roof
''You needn't think, Colonel, that any man
who came to America by way of Hudson'a
Bay is going to down me. ] can stand it
long you can"
The smoke and heat became oppressive.
The partners drew the buffalo robes over
their heads. and each waited for the other to
move. The situation was becoming painful.
The flames were now nearly over the heads
of the men. The Judge stuck his head out
to prospect little, and he met the critical
and calculating gaze of the Colonel.
"Will you give in, Colonel?'
''Nary give, Judge"
Both heads ducked under cover. Present
ly falling embers began to SINCE the buffalo
hide with which they were protected, and the
smell of burning hair became intolerable.
rafter fell and startled both into putting out
turbances of the same sort.
"Will you git up, Colonel!"
"Nary git, Judge"
Back under cover popped both heads. The
roar and cracking of the fire were growing
ominous 1t was only a question of few
moments longer when the roofwould fall The
explosion of a flask which had contained a
little powder filed the room with flying
sparks and brought both heads to the sur
face again.
Say, Colonel, will yougit up with me stimuli
taneously it were?'
''Why, certainly. Judge, you know I'm
the most reasonable man alive. I'll do any
thing that's fair"
''We1l, let's get out of this" Without un-
due haste and arm in arm they arose. Which
was first and which was last has ever been a
question The Judge had, and to this day
has, a sneaking suspicion that the Colonel
held back few inches. Once up they fell
to and tossed out doors the provisions and
skins which the shack contained. An hour
or two later, after they had burrowed a nest
in the haystack and fixed things up for the
night, the two stood and viewed the smoking
ruins.
'This," said the Colonel, serrowfully,
''comes from your blamed mulishness. You
might have suggested our getting up together
long before, if you had mind to-"
The OId-Fashfoned Albright stove.
From the Lewiston QIe) Journal
Wilton veteran tells this story: ''My
health got run down; failed in trade, and
1 thought 1 would go to farming. I bought
me piece of land in Aroostook, built my
self cabin, and set to work clearing it,
This was 40 years ago. 1t was in the fall.
didn't have time to build much of a house
so just clapped shingles over the cracks.
It was rather cold for us-nly wife and me.
We didn't sleep very comfortable nights.
A friend told us to get an airtight stove,
put big junk of wood in when we went to
bed, and the GOALS would keep all night and
warm the cabin. Those round, sheet-iron,
air-tight stoves had Just come into fashion
then. I got me one and set her up. A short
time before I turned in put in heavy junk
of beech wood that I'd sawed right off logt
We turned in early and began to talk ove--
our prospect in our new life. What gran It
thing that air-tight stove is for US, Mary E L
len,' says l. Yes says she, but amt L
getting a little too warm for comfort2 I,
told her l didn't know but it was, and so
turned down one quilt. Before we got t.
sleep we had to turn down another quilt. l..
was cold night, but that new air-tigh
seemed to heat up tremendously. l neve
saw such heater, Jerry, said Mary Ellen
Neither did T. says 1. In the night I woke
up and it was so warm that turned down
another quilt and left nothing but sheet
over Us Well, in the morning got up and
went to the stove to stir up the Goals and put
on some more. Goals! Bless ye, there wasn't
a spark in the stove. That big beech junk
wasn't even charred. There hadn't been
enough fire in that stove all night to tech off
my pipe with. The beech log was too sog-
gy to warm US up, but that new air-tight
stove and our imagination did the business
Just as we'll"