, 1888-11-29

and the value of our soil is yet unknown.
Every inch of it is rock, thereby giving
good substantial foundations for our build.
inRs.. I'm In for booming this country; |
give her q lift like this every chance get.
She was the wife of North Side man.
She was reiterating words in q song she
had heard her husband sing before they
were married. just as she uttered the
words; "l love my love because
sn,eS my iGve hs ,0Vss Soo, with npsSsna "Sna
snso smiis she 0s said 00i CHARLEY those S'ns arg
the dearest, sweetest words that were ever
written, because you used TO sing them TO
"Yes. know they are but don't monkey
with love songs now. love my love and
I love my tea. Get dinner or I'll 60 back
TO town without any"
Such 10 love In the booming North.
She had probably heard Of toboggans
and toboggan slides. She was Cali
fornian visiting friends in Spokane. She
was born and reared underneath the pro-
tecting foliage Of q gigantic California 69
tree where the jingle OF sleigh bells never
disturb the monotony OF time; where the
snow comes down already thawed. and
where ice Is unknown. She entered a
Howard street dry goods store and ap-
preaching the bashful clerk kindly asked:
Would you please let me look at your
toboggan slidesP"
His face took on a ghastly expression,
then took on hue of red and white In
turns. Noticing his embarrassment she
sought to explain: II have never worn
one, but IL you have sweet little toboR-
gan slide that will fit me | will take it,"
After having regaiued sef-possession
the clerk gave full explanation of a to-
boggan slide and the young lady slid.
He was a worthy guardian of the peace.
His uniform still wore the impress of the
tailor's iron. The buttons on his coat
shone out like so many glittering gems.
From beneath his regulation hat came
locks of a well arranged pompadour. His
mustache lavisbly waved, ana would have
We'd well with the mustache of an Italian
count He Razed dreamily at his shadow,
az ii thoroughly satisfied with his shape.
Presently his eyes glanced on ylish
young lady who was just plunRing into the
depth of a muddy crossing. At her feet
trotted the cutest of little pugs. To see
her predicament was but to command
action, for you know our police are gallant
men. During his most engaging smile he
said: Permit me to assist you through
this debris"
Without looking up she exclaimed: 10,
| can get over all right, but do please as
sist sweet little pu9Rie." The police.
mans mustache dropped. His pompadour
became straight as the locks OF a Siwash
brave. The buttons lost their glitter, and
when he saw his shadow again he loved
his shape no more.
She had just returned from California.
Her face was wreathed in semi.tropical
smiles. A pleasing odor Of orange bios.
SONS still hung to her garments. In her
arms she held q beautiful girl baby. Her
husband was at the train to meet her.
His first interrogatory was: How did
you like California, and what is the baby g
name?" She said "0h, the climate of
California is just too deliciously delicious
and named the baby Real Estate"
His face turned ashen gray for q mo.
ment and then he asked. "What in the
world did you give her such name as that
for ?"
"Oh. she is 80 dear you know" was her
reply and her semi.tropical smile gave
place to q thoughtful climatic expression.
sHe was riding a cayuse pony down Riv-
erside avenue. He was true type of a
Spokane dude. We were all looking at
him and he enjoyed il. The street cars
bumped against the south corner of bis
pony and he vacated the saddle. He
landed in the mud, lost his eye glass and
now he promises to be a dude no more.
THE PRATTLER.