The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1886-02-12
IN A oALLop.


| Il Hastentng 70 the roor-I.ouse.
Coming down from Northern Michi-
gan, one morning, the train was crowd
ed with lumbermen going to . new
camp. The men were all stout, healthy
looking fellows. quite rough in their ap-
pearance and talk, with long hair and
unshaven faces. About daylight they
began to eat their breakfast from all
sorts of food they had with them, and
the united strength Of the mixed odors
suddenly liberated from cheese, onions.
Goldfish, dried herring and so on was
nearly strong enough to stop the train.
About seven o'clock the breakfast sta
ton was reached, and one of the lum-
bermen went into the hotel along with
the other passengers, and did his ut
most in the limited time at his COM
mand to bankrupt the keeper Of the es-
Enlistment.
When the train was again in motion
a savage looking fellow, with q jaw
strong enough to grind glass, who was
devouring great strips Of Goldfish and
wiping his mouth on his coat sleeve
after every bite. peered out from the
wilderness Of hair that surrounded his
black eyes, upon the man across the
way, who was picking his teeth with q
jack-knife, and said:
"How is this, Bill? You hain't been
squsnderin' your substance on a store
breakfast, hev YEP"
swell, 1 reckon I jest hev, Pete, :"
said Bill, with look of importance that
could not be expressed in print.
"What do they tax Teller for warm
bilt grub in these parts now, Billf" con-
tinued Pete, as he tore off strip of cod
fish big enough to make meal for .
small family.
"a half a dollars what they lifted me
for, Pete.'
Ibid you say half dollar, Bill?"
That's what said, Pete"
"Do you mean to tell me that you he'd
to pay half dollar jest for eaten,
That's what I'm . sayin'. Pete.
That's Jest what he'd to do"
"All that money throwed away Jest
for little grub! Didn't you have any
bitters, Bill?"
mot smell, Pete"
"Nor no segar?"
"No. Pete"
"Dida't you make no bargain for the
trash beforehand, Bill?"
"Of course 1 did,"
ut wasn't gouge game they come
on You, thenP"
mo. knowed what was a-doin'
afore / buttered biscuit"
"And you knowed you'd hev to fork
over half dollar jest for eatin'. did
you Bill?'
"Why, certainly, Pete"
"Well, my goodness. Bill! What on
this arth do YOU mean? A half dol
lar jest for eatin'! Jest for eatin', mind
We; no scgar nor no bitters! All throwed
away in one lump, and nothin' to show
for it ten minutes afterwards! Bill
Brady do you know what you're a.
dOin'P"
I'm doin' we'll enough. Pete"
mo you hain't, Bill. You're a gal
lopin' toward the poor-house jest as
tight as you kin jump, and if some of
your friends don't interfere and git q
garden appinted for you, goodness
only knows what II become of you. A
half dollar Jest for catin', and that,
too, all at one grab! Bill, yer brains is
a turnin' to water; I'm act'llv 'fraid
they be. Look at that Goldfish, will
your" holding it up by the tail. Il
only paid quarter for it week ago.
and it'll stand me another week or so
yit jest like nothin'. and yit you'll
throw way four bits all at one whack
for a few bites in tavern as Onconcern-
ed as though money growed on trees.
Bill, you're darned sight bigger foorn
ever took you to be, and that's a
saying heaps. '-Ltge Browm, in Chi
cago Ledger.