St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1889-08-24
CURIOUS MASCOT.
How a Court House Cockroach
Sold Flowers for a Child,

EIOHcTS hui d
A ragged, barefooted little flower girl
with a wealth of black, glossy hair fall
ing over her shoulders came into the
court house yesterday afternoon to sell
her fragrant wares. "WOn't you please
buy bouquet, sir?" she pleaded in
sweet voice, with her whole. soul shin
ing from her eyes.
She stopped all at once, and, drop
ping on her knee. clutched tiny black
object on the tiled floor.
''Fve got it," she exclaimed, 'and
now I'll have luck and sell lots of flow
erS."
'"What have you got my little girl?"
inquired gentleman passing through
the hall.
"a cockroach-a real live cockroach,"
was the reply. ''They always bring
good luck"
Her face was all aglow, and she held
her hand tightly closed over the little
insect. Quite a number of gentlemen
had gathered about her by this time,
and some sympathetic purchasers
nearly exhausted her stock in trade.
"Oh, 1 knew it," she cried gleefully,
jingling the dimes and nickels in her
pocket, "a real live cockroach always
brings luck" and she went away as
happy as bird,
''Well, that's funny" remarked one of
the bystanders. sI'll bet another cock
roach could not be found in this build
ing if we should all hunt for week.
NIMRODs IN A NIMBUs.
A Pair OF Local Sports Who Got
No Game.
Last Monday couple of we'll known
St. Paul sports took advantage of the
close proximity of the time when it be-
came legal to shoot prairie chickens,
and went to Hastings with their guns,
dogs and other hunting paraphernalia.
They decided to take tent out with
them and go few miles from town and
camp out over night. Before they
started one of the gentlemen, who slut
tiers dreadfuliy, proposed that ''b-b-b
ottle of j-ju-ju-lce' be taken along, be-
cause, said he, sit r-r-r-ra-ins like h-h-
he-he-ll dOwdow-down in this bl-bl-blo-
blo-bloOdy c-c-c-county and we will n-n
n-ne-ne-need it,"
So the bottle of s.juice" rye) was
taken along and the two went out into
the woods, pitched their tents and set
tied down for the night. About mid
night it began to rain pitchforks. The
lightning flashed, the thunder rolled
and the wind howled through the trees
in frightful manner. 1t wasn't long
before the water began to run in under
the tent, and as they had no other floor
ing than lot of straw, the two would
be prairie chicken murderers were in
for wetting. The one who suffered
was the first to awaken, from an I'M
comfortable moist feeling about his
lower eXtremitieS. Then he heard the
roar of the tempest and saw the vivid
flashes of the lightning, and he began
to be Frightened. He awoke his Sleep
ing companion and the two stood up
in the center of the tent to
Their teeth chartered, and the one who
stutter a word. Finally there was a,
terrible crash of thunder and fearfully
bright flash of lightning, and the two
men fell PROSTATE from the shock. The
sufferer was the first to recover him.
self, and he suffered out as loud as he
could:
ESSAY, ha-ha-hain't this h-h-h-hell
th-th-th-though? l g-g-gueSs we're
g-g-g-going tito d-d-die, o-o-oId MIN
man; b-b-but here's th-th-the ju-ju-
juice. Let's t-t-take a d-d-d-drink and
d-d-d-die gg-g-game anyhow"
With this he finished the bottle, while
his companion got nothing, and got
down on his knees to pray. The two
remained in the tent until daybreak,
when they dragged themselves all wet
and cold back to town, and sent some
body out for the tent.