The great West. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1889-18??, 1890-09-26

10 tue COuutry.
"Who do you think will be nomi-
mated for judge" old John asked.
.ssNeither of the candidates that
have been named. We have better
timber than any of those fellers."
"Well, said the major, yawning. II
rekon we better go to bed. so as to
be in trim for the work Tomorrow
II will show you the room," the
old man remarked, arising.
The politicians were shown into an
upper room, and the old man, placing
acandle on the mantelpiece, babe them
goodnight and went down stairs.
"What noise was that" the major
asked when the old man had Quilted
the room.
81 didn't hear any noise," the col
onel answered.
81 did; it sounded like some one
gasping for breath"
He might have heard a noise
might have heard old John strug-
Cling to suppress his laughter.
Suppose we go to bed, said the
major.
"All right. You go ahead and l
will blow out the candle"
They talked for some time before
lying down; then. after along silence,
the colonel uttered a deep growl.
The major reached over and gave
him rake with the comb.
"What the duce are you doing?"
exclaimed the colonel, springing up
in the bed. "What do you mean?"
And in his rage he began to CRATE
his teeth.
The major, supposing that he was
getting ready to begin biting, reach
ed over and gave him another rake.
uinsernalidiot!' yelled the colo
mel, feeling for the majors hair, "if l
don't wool you Pm a shote!'
"What are you doing?" howled
the major. "Let go, or I'll hurt you!
Quit, tell you! Haven't you got
any sense?'
The major had found his hair.
"lll let you know what it is to
rake the life out of me with cross
cut saw"
81 was doing it to oblige you, you
COMPOUNDED wolf! Let go my hair"
"Oblige me! Do you take me for
saw log? Look out! If you hit
me again III pull every hair out of
your head!'
They tumbled out on the floor,
rolled over and over, and then over
turned a tottering old wardrobe
that came down upon them with
crash. The major swore that he
was dead, and the colonel yelled tor
a light, but no light came. Had
they listened they might have heard
another noise that sounded as if
some one were breathing hard. The
old man was in the hall shaking the
railing of the stairway. The major
was the first to scramble to his feet.
81 will throw you out of this win
dow!" he exclaimed.
"And if can find my pistol TIL
shoot the top of your head Off"
howled the colonel.
This threat so frightened the ma
jor that he gathered up his clothes as
best he could and rushed from the
room.
"Why, what's the natter" the old
man asked when the major came
down.
Nothing, only I am going away
to get a cannon and then come back
and blow that fool into eternity"
"Did he try to blte you??"
"He tried to kill me, that's what
he tried to do"
"Why didn't you rake him."
81 did rake him.
''Humphp' grunted the old man;
che must have lost his popularity.
What, you are not going out in such
a night as this?"
Eyes, I am. for it see that fool
again I'll have to cut his throat.
Good-ty."
Shortly after the major left, the
colonel came down. "Why, look
here" said he; II growled just as
you told me to do, and l wish may
die if that fellow didn't come within
one of ripping my life out of me-"
"Mighty sorry to hear it. He
must have changed since I knowed
HIM so WE'LL"
When the convention met next
day the major and the colonel fought
each other so Violently that neither
of them could win, and at an oppor-
tune time, old John Perdue stepped
in and received the nomination.
Opie P. Read in New York World.
|
A "Reminiscences Of Irving.
| Dono11 n Mitoho11 I'll MorvoN IN