Signal-Copiahan. (Hazlehurst, Copiah County, Miss.) 1885-1888, 1886-03-04
a HOT DAY.
How Three Dakota Rustiers Entertained
u sliyerIng Tenderfoot.


y shivsrIng Tenderfoot.
1t was twcniy.thrcc degrees below
zero, and the wind was in good work.
ing order. a slender tcnderfoot was
coming down the street on o sort oi
crippled "dog.trot, his blue and sup.
purating proboscis protruding like q
forcrunncr Of frozen misery. Just as
he reached the corner he was stopped
by Ell Sloan. the rustlcr and assistant
banner winner. Sloan saw the stranger
long In advance Of the meeting, and
deciding tomakc an impression on him.
hc doiicd his buffalo coat and cap,
threw of his undcr.coat, and at his
confluence with the shivering tender
foot he appeared in his shirt sleeves,
wiping his brow with handkerchief.
The tenderioot was startled. Just as
he was about to pass the sweltering
Sloan exclaimed:
Good morning, stranger, you look
sort o. feeble. Not sick, hope"
Good morning, sir" faltcringly re.
piled the dumbfoundcd stranger, his
teeth cha,tcring like trip hammer.
mo. sir, am not sick. never en-
joyed better health in my lifc."
He edged in close TO the building to
escape the wind, and looked at Sloan
with half-pitying glance OF inquiry,
and It was plain to be seen that he
thought he had met luS-lic or crank
OF the most virulent type.
"But you look cold" calculated the
honest Sloan, rs no rubbed some more
cayenne pepper and Kerosene on his
face to give II the appearance OF heat
and perspiration. "lIcrc, take some
Of this medicine; it will help you.
You've got the goldarndest case of
chills ! ever saw"
The stranger looked wild. The wind
whistled round the corner with n
vicious howl, and the stranger rubbed
the end of his nose to keep up ulc cir.
culation.
"Well, l must say that You are the
most wonderful character / ever
met" said the tcndcrioot Don't You
think you will freeze out here q day
like this in your shirt slcevcs'"
'Frcczc! Freeze" yelled Sloan.
"why, man, l tell YOU, you're. sick.
Why. this is q mild, balmy atmosphere.
This is Just the kind Of . day to plant
your pumpkin seeds. I've just been
ont hocing my early rose potatoes. and
find that the blasted bugs have got
into the vines. Wllew! lets 90 in and
take lemonade to cool of on"
"No, excuse me; I guess III so back
to the hotel" replied the tourist; but
Just rs he was about to leave Farmer
Wallace approached. putting and per.
spring. carrying his coat on his arm
and sheaf Of wheat on the other.
"Wcll. Sloan," said the farmer. "lit.
tlc WaINh 'o-uu.'
"Yes. How are you getting along
with your work2"
VERY well, indeed. l left the boys
plowing on the northwest quarter, and
the ncighbors' girls have come over to
90 n plummins on the creek"
by this time the stranger looked
faint and weak.
"Say. Farmer" said Sloan, pointing
ct the bcwildcred stranger, "don't you
think that this gentleman is In pretty
bad shape? I tell you he ought to see
q doctor"
"why. my friend, what's the matter
with you'" asked the farmer, ina voice
that went cchoing in the frosty air like
the gust of brass band. "You look
cold and kind Of blue! Come out for
your health. supposeP"
As the stranger was about to speak
Captain Call came upon the scene
dressed in a tidy baseball uniform aud
SWlnRinp Dut ih Tvs H'"oS' So"'
on! Come on! All aboard FOR the
ball grounds" shouted the Captain,
as he dashed by with gleeful EXPIRES
sion In his sparkling eyes and o ruddy
glow on his checks.
"will you go out to see tile game of
ball. stranger" mildly asked Mr..
Sloan. You can walk down with"
But he was gone. lie rushed back
to the hotel, went to his room, thawcd
ont over q steam radiator, and re-
NAMED inside gazing ont upon the firs
real, rolllckipg blizzard OF the season.
until tho east-bound train arrived. HU
paid ais bill by tho bcll.boy route. re-
fusbig to speak TO any one until Inc was
s,,cly seated In the Pullman sleeper.
rs the train moved out ho asked the
onductor II ho would put on q little
extra speed, rs he wanted to sec his
wife and children once more before
he dicd.-Bisnarck Tribune.