The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1890-07-03

way resembled our good old homes In
America.
While on this little tour of inspec-
ton q very singular occurrence took
place. I will relate it for the interest
Of those who will take an interest in it.
I was walking along the road, quiet
ly watching the birds and trees and
flowers, when I noticed large snake
at the side of the road. Naturally, /
started to rnn. 1t followed. / had
nothing to kill it with, and / thought
1t good idea to let it follow me back
where there were some people to help
with it.
So started out on little easy trot,
and the snake followed within three
feet of me, but did not offer to spring
at me.
There was large stone in the path
ahead of me, and when | stepped over
it, in some way I fell so as to sit down
exactly on the stone The snake was
Just coming over the stone, and cut
him in two.
[ don't know but that the jar was
rather severe upon me, but withal |
was very well satisfied, inasmuch as |
was rid Of my tormentor.
I decided not to monkey around IN
the country any more, lest were L to
again get into such fix providence
might not relieve me as quickly and
| curious1y as on this occasion. So [
started right for the ticket window
and arrived there just twenty minutes,
by my Waterbury, before train
would take me to the waters edge.
After purchasing my transportation
and getting myself seated in 9 comfort
able chair [ felt better
I lost my hat on the way over, and
asked one of the sailors to jump
into the water and get it for me, but
after he said "What do you take me for,
sonny?" in dangerous tone of voice,
/ thought I would come to New York
| bareheaded, rather than raise another
kick about it.
An old fellow who seemed to take a
great deal of interest in me offered to
lend me an old hat to wear till I got
where l could buy one, but gave him
such contemptuous glance from my
dark, expressive eyes that he nearly
tainted, and on recovering himself
knocked his hat off and I watched il
leisurely sail down and settle upon the
foaming crest of the deep blue.
He looked sorrowful, and suggested
| that he should wear the ole hat he had
offered me.
After this I got a pin and made
pin-hook out of it, got spool of thread
and busted myself for the rest of the
forenoon in trying to get the hat.
| About II a. M, after the sun had
nearly melted my head, I suddenly
thought that perhaps that hat was
| LOCO leagues away by this time, SO I
went in to battle the feverish top of my
head Faes; ,:>>,,sse-->-. - *.
During my conva1escence [ thought
would write to you, dear Mr.. Editor,
so that you might sympathize with me.
You know how it is, brother, when you
feel like it will soon be over. You
think of the many little crooked acts
that perhaps you have never given
consideration before. Perhaps you have
cheated your neighbor out Of seventy
five cents. Perhaps you have looked
on the wine when it was red. Then
somebody else looked at it and it wasn't
there. Where did it go? This ques-
ton comes home with striking signif-
| ;ance.
My fellow men, prepare yourselves
for such emergencies.
I thought of my home, of my family
of the hole my absence would make in
the family circle, of my girl pining
away day by day, losing three pounds
week; thought Of my wife and dear
children. Let me see-did I mention
girl? It was mistake. What girl
was it?
It's hard to tell.
WE'LL I have got this business all
tangled up. ] must have little sleep.
VIII call again.
JIM BILDAD, the Shuttle.