The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1889-09-13

ability to buy out the place if he so de-,
sired. Then the clerk @soaks him with
the costliest in the house and adds $40
to the bill when he takes payment.
Such is life.--Butalo Empress.
PIONEER TIMES.
There are still told in the Western
States some dramatic incidents of early
history which illustrate the rough ele-
ments out of which the finer later civ
i~lzation has grown.
There was very little form or rever.
ence, for example, observed ever in the
pulpit. In the early settlement, in
Illinois, meeting" was held once a
month. Parson Lindley was a power.
full preacher, and always drew a crowd.
He stood, while preaching, on a stump
heal his own cabin. On one occasion
he was observed to keep an anxious eye
IN his wolf-trap in the edge of the
woods. Having given out the text, he
said, hurriedly:
Mind that text, brethren. Ponder
on it a few minutes, but don't move
hand nor foot. There's a wolf in the
pen, and I must kill the gentleman. I'll
preach the sermon Us soon as I get
back"
Most of the brethren, we fear, assisted
in killing the wolf, leaving the sisters to
ponder on the text.
Ii there was little reverence in the
pulpit, there was little Difference in the
courtroom.
Judge R, famous in Indiana in
early times for his knowledge, eloquence
and extreme ugliness, on one occasion
ruled "that q certain indictment be
quashed because it was bad on its face"
"Ah, judge" exclaimed the worsted
lawyer. IF everything were to be
quashed in this court that is bad on the
face, what would become Of your
Oliver Hampton Smith was elected
senator from Indiana in 1886. When
the election was over, Smith, who was Il
good lawyer, and had been in Congress
eight or ten years before, took a drove
Of hogs down to Cincinnati, going or
foot all the way. On the way he az
rived at a tavern, covered with mud
unwashed and unshaven for many days
The crowd surrounded him, eager TO,
news of the election.
"Who's senator? Hendricks? ?"
no"
"Noble?"
"No."
"Who, them"
Il am."
There was a dead silence for O mo
ment, and then one aked, Who are
you?"
A stump speech, delivered with all
the mud still clinging to his face anG
clothes, was necessary to convince then
to his right to the title of Honorable
Senator in the Congress Of the United
States.
SHE PUTS ON THE FULL ADDRES.
NOW.
A young woman in Washington ha
been weeping big, bitter tears of brine
She wrote to Jack some weeks ago, an,
Jack never answered her. She waited
but in vain, and finally when she passe,
jack on the street she cut him dead
Then she went home and played wierd
melancholy minor waItzes on the piano
and read novels with lots of love ant
suicide in them.
And Juck-poor Jack! He went from
claret soda water to real beer. INSTEAD
Of smoking two cigarettes a day he con
sumed q whole pack before dinner. H,
went for hours without brushing hi
clothes and didn't care whether his necl
tie wa up over the top of his collar O.
not.
Recently the postman rang the door
bell at the young woman's house ano
left a letter.. There was a note on the
back Of it which read:
Miss --: The next time vol
write to Dear Jack" put his full name
and address on the envelope.
She grasped the fearful truth at once
The secrets she had entrusted to those
pages had been exposed to q lot O
heartless, jeering dead-letter clerks
and all because in q fit Of loving alb
sent-mindedness she had forgotten tc
put anything but Jack on the en-
velope.
Jack now wears his cravat with al
the grace of former days.-Uashingtoh
Capital.