New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1888-07-25

! just then deep, hoarse sound as
though from a gigantic fog horn,
was waited up from the south.
John Henry listened; then q look
of intelligence came into his eyes.
We are near the Horn, and some
one is footing it, he exclaimed.
Reckoning to one of the natives
| who seemed, from the fact that he had
a bulldog physiognomy, a bad eye,
and a deep crimson flush upon his
nose, to be a person of some import
ance, possibly a ward politician, or a
saloonkeeper, he addressed that per
sonage in pure volupuk.
N1s not this the country called Pat
agonia?"
1T is; you are in the land of the
Patagons. the men of large feet; o.
| Wha-ta-faik is our queen; her name
being interpreted, means She-that-is-
looking-for-a-husband; my name is
Man-With-a-chronic. jaw-on, and I am
her prime minister. What are you
doing here?"
We came not of our own free will;
the monarch of the tempest clutched
us and hurled us hither; we ask for
for food and shelter until we can
catch the next steamer for home.
Go, and tell your queen that strang-
ers have come to her domain and
seek her protection. Hurry up, for
we are hungry
81 go; will carry your message to
O-wha-ta-faik; await my return here. =
Casting the raw fish, which he had
been nibbling, to a famished- looking
dog, Man-With-a-chron ic-jaw-onm made
a low obeisance to the sun, stretched
out his arms to the east, then strobe
with maj estic air in the direction of the
palace Of the queen, whose glittering
dome could be discerned in the dis
tance, looming up behind alarge red
barn.
1t was a picturesque locality in
which the train-Wrecked travellers
found themselves. They were in the
midst of a great clearing, natural or
artificial, surrounded on all sides by
a dense forest. Some of the trees
over 400 feet high. Through the
clearing flowed river whose waters
were SO clear that they did not even
throw back a reflection. On either
bank were the huts of the Patagons,
which consisted ofnothing more or
less than the trunks of gigantic trees
followed out and provided with
doors and windows. On the summit
of a small hill was the palace of O.
Wha-ta-faik. 1t was built of bricks
of solid gold, and immense diamonds
served as windows. Tt was the only
building constructed of these ma
terials.
John Henry and Juan, Jose, Mig
uel and Henrico sat down to await
the return of the prime minister,
and the natives watched them with
undisguised interest as they passed a
dark-complexioned bottle, from
mouth to mouth.
The natives look as most savages
look. They were dark, unkempt, IN
tutored, worefew clothes and couldn't
speak English. John Henry dis
covered the latter fact when he held
up the bottle and asked the nearest
native: 'Take a sWig?" The man
never stirred.
There was one peculiar feature about
the savages, and that was the size of
their feet. So large were these use
full members that they left tracks like
to those of a snoW-shoe club.
"Well, I'll be darned if this ism It the
queerest place | ever struck"
Isl, senior" replied Juan.
s'And their queen is looking for a
husband; well, / don't wonder no
body wants her if her feet are as large
as those of her subjects. just think
of feet Like those on cold winters
night
Juau and Jose and Henrico and
Miguel said nothing, but they shivered
at the thought which Henry had
conjured up.
At this juncture the prime minister
reappeared.
"He that is called John Smith will
follow me; the others will remain
where they are. These are the COM
mands of O-wha-ta-faik, the mighty
queen" was his announcement.
Il wonder how the mighty female
monarch of this benighted region
came to find out my name," unused
} ohm Henry, as he followed the prime
minister. "And I wonder what she
wants Of me. Great Donnellyl Can
it be that she wants me for husband?
For the first time in his life a sense
OF fear possessed the dauntless
American.
While he was yet musing on his
probable fate, the palace suddenly
doomed up directly in his path. The
prime minister rapidly advanced,
raped three times upon the golden
gates, spoke some unintelligible
words and bowed low before the en-
trance.
The gates swung open, and a
brawny voice shouted from within:
"Advance, John Smith"
John Henry nntorod np3 fornd