The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1890-06-15

Oh, 1t was terrible, JACK. And poor
1nasnnaal She took on SO about you,
to think you were dead, all alone here,
out in this dreadful place! Obi how
glad she will be to find that it isn't truel'
ssOf course it isn't, Mile, said her
brother. sBut we'll talk about that
later. Mother was naisled by some scamp
who wished to do me an injury aud
didn't care how he did it; that's all.
Meanwhile let me introduce you to these
gentlemen. Here, you know Lispenard
already" as the latter came forward
and greeted the new arrivals warmly.
The others who had dismounted stood
by in a group a little way off, the major
with red handkerchief TO his eyes, and
evidently deeply affected by what he had
just witnessed. Introduced, seriatim,
they paid their several respects. Then
the ladies re-entered the stage, and the
cavalcade wheeled about in the direction
of the Springs.
"Well, I'm blowed," muttered Sile
Bagley, the driver, as he remounted his
box and gathered up the lines. This is
a queer party as I've got aboard, just as
stspicioned from the fust. Whatever
brought them gals out here beats me all
to pieces
And he tried to engage the major in
t conversation, but he might as well have
essayed to talk to his coach wheels. The
major had taken up his post, like gal
liant escort, at the off side Of the stage,
and was fast breaking ground with Miss
Mile, the elder of the sisters. Jack and
on the opposite side with En-, who was
apparently rallying rapidly from her de-
| preston, after discovering that her
brother was still in the flesh and not a
4 spools, haunting the shadowy passes of
these wild hills.
eyes, Miss Mile; you see the boys
! took holiday, as said, and they kind
! o. deputized us to come down an meet
| ye an break the news, gentle Ike We
didn't want young ladies to pop IN 'mong
us rough miners, who isn't accustomed
to winanin' folks, seein' as how some on
us haven't seen the sign of a petticoar
| in years, and as none was ever seen in
Bedrock yet.
Miss Mile held up her hands with
| frightened little gesture.
No women at all MAORI Dear mel
! Why you must be lot of barbarians.
I'm afraid wes will be troublesome in
| truders''-
ssBless your heart, Miss Mile, If you
| only knowed how the boys hev looked
forward to this day for nigh onto two
weeks, you wouldn't say so. They hev
| jest laid out to do their very best, miss,
to please yon aud yer sister, And I,
bein as I'm their representative,
| can only say as I'm glad ye come, both of
ye."
a merry laugh from the other side, at
some of Lispenard's sallies, told them
that the spirits Of the party were rising.
Jim Gillip rode on ahead, to notify the
gathering at the hotel. Fifteen minutes
later the stage and its escort were seen
| rounding the familiar curve On the rise.
west of Bedrock. As they drew up in
front Of the majors hosiery ringing
cheer burst from the assembled miners,
which surprised the ladies' Sile made
his horses describe an extra half turn be-
fore hating, approaching the fact that
/ some unusual display was in order. Cy
Whipple helped the sisters to alight, and
as they assembled the steps of the hotel
they were captured by the major, who,
taking a hand of each, led them gallant
ly to the piazza. The poor girls--lfaH
! pleased, yet half afraid-were trembling
at the unwonted demonstration. There
was the whole settlement two hundred
miners, at least-facing them; and, had
it not been for the smiling assurances of
Jack and Lispenard, they would surely
have tainted.
ssLadies-and gentlemen" said the
major, after clearing his throat, 81 have
the honor-and the pleasure--of welcom-
ing two distinguished guests to our rude
but humble home. Now boys (as an i'm
pending cheer showed signs of interrupt
ing his rennarks), will yer hear me first
and then shout all yer want afterwards?
Ladies, you are welcome, for yours is the
4 first wimmin's faces as has ever bin seen
in this valley, as long as most on us has
bin here-exceptin' prob'ly some poor
Iniun sqnaw, as kin never awake the
| admiration or respeck of men as has bin
used to the society of ladies. We want
4 to make yer stay here as pleasant as we
kin, and we're bound to do our best
towards we both. Everything is free to
We while yer re-understand thati
An it don't matter whether We stop a
week or a year, it'll be the same. You
COMPOUNDED IDIOT Ef We don't handle
that more carefully I'll break every bone
in yer yellow hidei"
This emphatic DEPRESSION was for the
benefit Of the Celestial who, in heipsxg
Sile Bagley to uustrap the girls boxes
from the coach, happened to drop the
end of one of them on the ground. The
sisters looked in disnlay in the direction
of the culprit and then turned to the
major, who, observing their interest, ex-
planned:
Ladies, them heather need to be
looked after pretty sharp. They amt
used exactly to perlite treatment, and
ask yer pardin. Resumin', let me say
that since we first came here to Bedrock
circumstances beyond our control has
deprived us of feminine society. The
red man of the forest isn't fit company
for the white man, and is poor apology
for society. AL that Bedrock needs,