The Hot Springs star. (Hot Spings [Hot Springs], Dakota [Dakota Territory, i.e. S.D.]) 1886-189?, 1890-07-04

w NllOIy bcbuIs
tap. ae H." said Johnny TO Phi
landor, as they came within hearing of a
sonorons voice out in tho barn, affirming
that The great cause OF Americ III lib
erty has been Observation-Disclosures !"
Evidently MIR. Bulcombe had referred to
his MS, which he always carried with
him now.
SO there. You unrcgenerate heart-"
Evidently, also, the cows views on the
subject of American liberties had been
enlarged, and a moment litter Mr.. Bun.
combe emerged from the burn with m
empty pail and clothing very much be-
spattered with milk, oratory and milking,
seemingly two distinct occupations which
did not meet tremendously.
Mrs. Buncombe meekly wiped him off,
while MI. B. mentally resolved to sock a
new sphere of action Mt no distant duy-a
wider sphere, better suited to his talents,
and where COWS are not IL disturbing
element.
There were savory smells proceeding
from the Buncombe kitchen the day pre-.
ceding the picnic.
MI. Ii. was not generally a %prodigal
provider, but the circumstances were such
in this case that the ;,aternal purses
strings were Embossed to an unprecedented
extent, and Mrs. Buncombe was almost
bewildered under the fire of raisins,
citron, spices and other good things
which tho grocer's delivery clerk rained
in upon her.
sSny, Johnny, yer don't s'pose pap's
1Ain' eydie, said Philander, a~nxiously.
Nav. not Mess that air speech sticks
n lis throat n chokes i'm, replied john
ny, irreverently, smacking his lips pros.
pectively at sight of tho unwonted dain-
ties: bet there's big words huff in it to
choke q n'ox."
Mrs. Buncombe. dressed in her best
Sunday delaine, climbed into tho big
loNad by Johnny, philander and little
Matilde. and last but not least, tho
clothessbasket full of good things, which
was carefully hoisted in by Mr.. Bum
combe himself, who was gotten up in a
style betting the importance and solem-
nifty Of the occasion.
Very few words were exchanged on tho
way to the picnic ground. Mr.. BIS mind
evidently employed in rehearsing
he sat bolt upright, holding the reins
with all the dignity q little ut variance
with the meek and humble characters OF
z old Doll and Bess, ambling along i'll
equine ignorance of the fact that they
bore an orator of the day i'll their rear.
Mr.. Buncombe formed IN ornamental
addition to the select crowd gathered on
the PLATFORM, as ms stately mend lowered
up from his stiff collar and ample cravat,
his broad brow barred to the July breeze
and his broad smile beaming upon his
fellow-citizen in a most condescendine
and p%atronizing manner.
'.Thet yer man haint got %curvatoor oil
the spine, hez he?" remarked an homes,
farmer to another, as he caught o side
view of Mr.. Buncombe's portly figure
s'Pears like his back bones kinder draw
back somehow"
The lawyer gave q terse and pointed
speech, ending by wittily remnrking thai
be presumed his audience were as hungry
o. he was himself. and he would not do
tain them with a long speech within til.
very shadow Of the tempting tables. The
doctor ratified through the Declaration
With all the speed allowable, and the
band played fast and furious upon the
sStar Spangled Banner" and then Mr.
Buncombe arose, and with q mighty
ahemi posed before his audience, rar
his fngers'through his stubbly hair, and
began:
that proud bird Of freedom, the repre-
sentative Of our American liberties, the
Amertcan eagle" .
Poor Mr.. Buncombe, he was unusedt to
public speaking, and that terrible malady
Known AZ stage fright seized him in its re-
slentlsss grip, and his speech few away
from him tothe four winds Of heaven II
che tvinkling Of IN sye.