Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1888-05-25
Cold nav Nebraaka.


That was q delightful trip had.
While I was communing with myself.a
young man took the seat beside me,
and as the train rolled on heunwound
about twelve and a half yards OF
bright green and red and yellow and
blue knit comforter from around his
neck. Then he took of his fur cap
and pulled of the knit cap which WAS
hauled down close over his ears. Then
he took of his big wooden mittens,
and pair Of gloves, and then he drew
OF one pair of arctics. 1t is not au
fat, even in the land OF the blizzard, to
wear more than one pair of arctics on
the train. He then chucked of his
ulster and unbuttoned his buffalo
Overcoat. The rest OF hiss wraps he
did not remove. as he was going to get
of In about fOrty-fve miles. His
countenance, when his face began to
thaw out, wore an expression of pro-
found detection.
Stranger" he said. ''dO look all
broke up?"
I told him that he bore the appear
ance of a man whose entire system
was one permeatiOn of laminated
/ fractures, from withers to hook. I
always talk that way out West. You
see I want those guileless children Of
/ the ''rOwdy West" to understand
/ that 1 am now residing IN a land Of
/ superior culture, where we look proud
and talk through our noses.
He looked at me for q moment and
! then reached for his nip pocket. As /
| dropped under the seat and crept be-
/ hind my valise ne drew out his tObac-
] co box and 1 came to the front again,
! remarking that / was looking for my
collar button.
ooh, you kin talk English, too?"
he said in g. tone of admiration; Il
wish I kuOWed mOre'n one language.
! But lemme tell you. I don't look
hall as broke up as I feel, r else you'd
be a-skeered to set by me. You know
how all-kilIin' cold it was Saturday
night2''
I felt my frosted ear tenderly and
nodded.
"WeH, got on a freight train and
rode up to Hubbleson's siding, forty
three mild, that night to see my girl.
allowed to visit with her folks all
that night and Sunday, an come home
on the passenger Monday mornin'
station. an I tramped out to the
house in all that blizzard. and got
there long bout 'leven O'Clock Satur-
day night. An I'll be teetotaIly COW
kicked by q bulrush if there was a
Twin soul to hOmel Old folks,
seems, had gone away to Lincoln to
stay over Sunday, my girl had went
down to Grier's Island to stay q
week; the hired man had taken the
only hors' left on the place and gone
down TO a dance on BAasely's branch,
eleven mild away, an there 1 was
left over Sunday where / didn't know
g soul. Went to Deacon Numbers and
told him who my father was, an be
kept me. DeacOn's stone blind and
has the asthma so bad be can't talk;
his wife's so deaf she can't hear 1t
thunder; they have no children an
don't keep no help, an don't cook
anything Sundays. i went to church
three times that day and went to
two funerals; the Deacon goes to bed
at 8 O'Clock, and so 1 shiVered on a
straw bed under q cotton quilt in G
north room for thirteen hours. Now.
think Of all that when q Teller q ben
eZpectin' 2 turkey dinner. singin'
: Hold the Fort by q melodeOn all
afternoon, and huggIn' the purtiesi
CARL in all Nebraslzy from shutdown TIL
1 O'Clock in the mOrnin', and tell 10,
Z ef amt got more right to feel broke
up than any man this side o. the king
! DOM Say no, an I'll slam you on
the top o. the head with this over
2 shoe,
: Ididn'5 say ''no"-Bob Burdette.
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